"Isn''t it a pain in the hand?"


    Hand pain is always better than being held by him like this!


    Anyan immediately said, "I don''t feel any pain now."


    "My kiss worked, huh?"


    This man!


    He thought his kiss was the elixir!


    "Where else does it hurt?" With that, he pressed Anyan into the sofa.


    She looked at his deep eyes, nervous hands do not know where to swing.


    "Here, does it hurt?" Less than three seconds later, he Yun''s deep kiss fell on her lips.


    "No, it doesn''t hurt..." an Yan answered anxiously.


    This man''s breath began to erode her every inch of reason, the unique Cologne smell lingering in her nose, as if to take away her breath.


    All of a sudden, she felt a pang of pain, and her lip was bitten down by the man in front of her.


    "Hiss -" an Yan breathes.


    "It hurts."


    How can he bite her without pain?


    "It''s not enough." Then he reached for her jaw, and the hot kiss fell on her lips.


    Kiss, burst out in an instant.


    Everything around seems to be solidified


    His masculine breath sprayed on her cool cheek, burning to the extreme.


    Anyan feels that her temperature is rising a little. She turns over. He puts her on the top. Her waist strength starts to increase a little. Her body is very hot and her whole body is hot.


    He didn''t go on. Instead, he stopped the car at the critical moment. She just had a miscarriage, and it wasn''t suitable for such a thing.


    Desire is not enough for her health.


    He frowned, reached for her and pressed her face to his chest.


    If you can, I really want to lock this little woman around, take good care of her body, but she is too stubborn, to let her back, this is a protracted war.


    "Close your eyes and sleep with me." His voice was the first to break the silence of the room.


    Anyan''s body was slightly stiff, and she didn''t dare to move, so she closed her eyes quickly.


    Maybe it''s because the embrace is too warm. Anyan didn''t recognize the bed for the first time. In this sofa, nestled in the man''s embrace, she went to sleep soundly and soundly.


    Anyan sleep will sleep very deep, sink to even if there is something earth shaking outside, she will not wake up.


    The door of the compartment was gently pushed open.


    Wu Yang stepped into the private room. Looking at the situation in front of him, he quickly lowered his head.


    He Yun sat down in the sofa, with an Yan in his arms leaning on his chest and sleeping deeply. His little hand unconsciously encircled his waist.


    "The woman who was beaten by Miss Mu has already taught her a lesson. She won''t appear in Jingjiang No.3 again."


    "Well." He Yun answered in a soft voice.


    "Mr. He, Miss Mu''s blow is really heavy."


    He looked down at an Yan in his arms. Jun Yan was not smiling. "Do you want to say I taught you well?"


    "Mr. He, have you ever taught Miss mu?" Wu Yang didn''t know that. He was puzzled.


    "She learned all the simple moves."


    Wu Yang scratched his head. "Where did you teach it? I haven''t seen it before."


    Wu Yang is a little confused now. He and he Junshen are inseparable.


    "On the bed." Heyun deep thin lips slightly open, calm spit out these two words.


    Wu Yang was almost choked to death by his own saliva. He coughed a few times gently, "Mr. He, just now sister Rong said that it''s going to be over. I''m going to let Miss Mu go out to play the piano..."


    "How far can she go? How far can she roll? I didn''t see my woman''s hand hurt?"


    Wu Yang''s well-trained voice said: "yes, I''m going to talk to sister Rong."


    "In addition, as long as it''s my woman''s working time, not only the outfield, but also the infield. You know very well that I don''t want her to be hurt." He Yun deep cold voice command, that Mou light cold lie of terrible.


    Her safety will now be his top priority.


    Jingjiang No.3 is certainly safer than ordinary nightclubs, but the only difference between it and ordinary nightclubs is that people who come here to spend money are either rich or expensive, and there are more ways to use it secretly.


    "Yes, Mr. Hector, I understand." Wu Yang is very clear about he Junshen''s attention to an Yan. Abortion is the most painful lesson.


    "It''s about her. Old rules!"


    "I''ll have someone report it to president he as soon as possible."


    "Well, you can go away."


    "Yes." Wu Yang nodded and left the private room.


    The room fell into silence again. He looked at the little woman in his arms and dropped a kiss on her forehead.


    "I''ve never been afraid of anything, but who would have thought that what I fear most is that you say you don''t love me?"


    In her arms, an Yan was very familiar with sleeping and whispered: "sorry..."


    This "I''m sorry" made Heyun''s eyebrows tighter and tighter.


    ……


    When Anyan wakes up again, she is no longer in Jingjiang No.3.


    She looked at the familiar furnishings around her, and she woke up in an instant.


    When did she come home?


    Then, she looked down at the clothes she was wearing. It was not the dress she wore yesterday in Jingjiang No. 3, but the pajamas?


    Who changed her clothes?


    Anyan opens the quilt and gets out of bed, and opens the door.


    "Mom?" She immediately went downstairs to find Shi huishu.


    Shi huishu saw an Yan and immediately laughed at her: "an Yan, you wake up. Did you sleep well? You looked tired last night


    "Mom, how did I get back?" Anyan asked directly.


    After Shi huishu recalled, she said, "a beautiful woman named Rongxi drove you back. She said you fell asleep in her car."


    "Then my clothes..."


    "She did it for you, too!"


    "Oh..." an Yan nodded, she reached out and knocked her little head.


    Her last sober memory of yesterday was in his arms... Why did she sleep so soundly last night? How can there be no response at all?


    I''m sorry.


    "You go to pack up quickly and come down for breakfast. Are you going out later?"


    Anyan nodded, "yes."


    In order to be able to perform, she needs to go to those collaborators to volunteer, according to the strategy given by Yin Sinian to those collaborators, one by one.


    "Then you eat more. Are you so busy now that you are a senior? Isn''t your school going out for internship from the second half of the third year to the end of the fourth year? Why do you always go to school? " Shi huishu asked with concern.


    Anyan said truthfully, "Mom, I''m not going to school today. I''m going to volunteer."


    "Volunteer?" Shi huishu is puzzled.


    Anyan nodded and patiently explained to her, "well, in order to get the chance to perform on the harp, this is also part of the internship."