That warm hand was like a cluster of candles, warming her cold heart bit by bit, and she gently broke off that hand: "I'm fine!"

That hand stubbornly blocked her sight: "There's nothing to see!"

Chen Zihan couldn't see the picture ahead, but he could imagine it.

Lu Shaoyu's slender body was drenched all over, and water dripped from his bushy brows. His arms must be holding Shen Yun tightly. | Convex figure.

She will definitely dedicate herself to Lu Shaoyu with all her heart, no matter if it is hot or coquettish.

They must have kissed very deeply, their intertwined figures will overlap, merge together, and be reflected in the swimming pool...

They seem like a match made in heaven!

A pair of shameless dogs and men!

Chen Zihan's hands trembled slightly, and that feeling of love and hate floated in his heart again.

That night, he stroked her face affectionately: "Xinya, let's not have children, okay? I haven't enjoyed enough of the world of two yet!"

Only a silly woman like her would believe what he said!

It's not that he doesn't want children, but he doesn't want their children!

Chen Zihan exhaled deeply, patted his cheek, wanted to smile, but couldn't.

The head of the heart was pierced fiercely by a thin needle, and there was a faint pain, and more resentment, like a stick in the throat.

A warm suit enveloped her thin shoulders, the other hand was on her shoulders, and a deep and mellow voice was close to her ears: "Don't think about it anymore, you already have a new life !"

Chen Zihan raised her eyes in surprise, but what she saw were eagle eyes as deep as stars, and she smiled slightly: "You're right!"

She slowly stood up from the ground, and glanced at the man and woman in front of her who were eagerly asking for a kiss. Hearing the loud gasp, Chen Zihan could only smile coldly.

What was such a scene worth to her?

After knowing that Lu Shaoyu and Shen Yun are inextricably linked, her heart has long since died!

Why should she be sad?

She is not sad at all!

She just thinks that man makes her want to vomit!

She slowly raised her tingling feet, and walked slowly towards the secret passage where she came, but the more she walked, the hotter she felt all over her body, and the dizziness in her brain became more obvious.

What is going on?Why is it getting more and more uncomfortable?

Chen Zihan went deep into the secret passage, but she really couldn't stand the strangeness of her body. She leaned her back against the cold wall in exchange for a moment of comfort and sobriety, but she didn't want her eyelids to get heavier and heavier.

She quickly patted her hot cheeks to keep herself awake.

No, the body is too hot, how could she have such heavy breathing?

Is it a cold?

Chen Zihan squeezed his throat and closed his eyes in discomfort.

Her throat was getting dry and her body was getting hotter and hotter. There was a burning feeling in her heart that could not go away.

She licked her dry lips, covered her uncomfortable heart, and continued walking in a state of distraught.

I really want to drink water...

She swallowed her saliva, clutching her beating heart, and quickened her pace.

The light in the dark passage was very dim, and Chen Zihan stumbled again, accidentally twisting his foot.

"Gada—"

There was a stabbing pain in her ankle, and she quickly opened her arms and hurriedly supported the wall next to her to avoid falling to the ground.

There was a sound of eager footsteps behind him, and Chen Zihan knew that it was Ling Zifeng.

Such a strange feeling, is the ability working again?

At this moment, she suddenly didn't want to see Ling Zifeng.

She opened her eyes in a daze, and limped forward quickly.

But just as she opened the door of the secret passage and was about to enter the dressing room, she turned around and her overly long skirt was caught by the door lock!

This door lock could not be installed by Ling Zifeng, could it?Otherwise, how could the chain be dropped at a critical moment?

Chen Zihan had no choice but to turn around and lean sideways. While enduring the increasingly hot temperature in his body, he tried his best to untie the door lock and the hook of the skirt with his fingers.

But the place where she was standing happened to be backlit, and the light was not enough, so she could only solve it by feeling, and after tossing for a long time, she still couldn't succeed, and more fine beads of sweat appeared on her forehead.

A pair of brown moccasin shoes appeared in her line of sight, followed by stiff suit pants, and she slowly raised her head to look at him in a daze.

Ling Zifeng's handsome figure stood dimly by the edge of the light, with a suppressed smile on his face: "Why are you running?"

Chen Zihan's eyes flickered, he didn't dare to look at him, he hesitated and didn't know what to say, he could only forcefully smile and stand there in embarrassment.

He looked at her silently for a moment, then lowered his eyes to her overlapping toes.

The originally soft eyes became extremely cold, and the smile that hadn't spread to the eyes instantly froze at the corner of the mouth.

She was intimidated by Ling Zifeng's suddenly cold face, so she didn't see Ling Zifeng just waved it casually, and the hem of the skirt that she had spent a lot of effort to get off was easily taken off by him. down.

All of a sudden, Ling Zifeng hugged Chen Zihan in his suit. Chen Zihan felt embarrassed, and beat him on the chest: "What are you doing? Let me down!"

Ling Zifeng looked at her quietly with a cold face, his pitch-black eagle eyes were like bottomless cold springs, making Chen Zihan's heart tremble slightly.

Is he angry?

But... why?

Ling Zifeng walked quickly to the dressing room, gently placed her on the dressing table, then took the high heels in her hand, squatted down, and pinched her feet.

Chen Zihan realized what he was going to do, and his pale face suddenly turned rosy: "I'll do it myself... ah!"

Ling Zifeng pinched her ankle hard as a punishment, and Chen Zihan screamed out in pain.

His hawk eyes were stained with a layer of frost, and when he looked at her, he was even more icy: "The next time you run around without shoes, it won't be as simple as twisting your feet!"

Chen Zihan replied vaguely: "Who wants you to follow me..."

Unexpectedly, I got Ling Zifeng's righteous rebuttal: "If I don't follow you, you will be hurt even more!"

Chen Zihan was taken aback, she subconsciously looked down, Ling Zifeng was kneading her slightly swollen ankle with a straight face.

I felt a burst of sweetness in my heart for no reason, and my originally tense nerves gradually relaxed a lot.

It turned out that he was angry because he twisted his foot without wearing shoes...

Hehe, he really likes to worry!

Just as Chen Zihan felt the sweetness in the mist, Ling Zifeng's cold lips suddenly touched her exposed instep.

That crisp and numb feeling was like a cluster of flames, burning blazingly in her lonely heart, and the dry heat that had been suppressed with great difficulty suddenly revived!

She panicked and wanted to pull her foot away, but Ling Zifeng held it firmly in her hand.

Ling Zifeng raised his eyes, with a slight arc on his mouth, staring at her seriously: "This is a sweet punishment!"

"I, I don't want to! Let me go!"

She subconsciously raised her other foot to break away from the ambiguous kiss, but unexpectedly, the evening dress on her body was too slippery, and when she moved, her whole body would swing to the ground.

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