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He Chujiang was a little anxious. He had never lost his composure like this before. When Yu Tian was angry, he thought he had no chance. But, she kissed him. If it wasn't because she liked him, what was it for? !

Haneda felt sympathetic. What was she worried about? She was more than worried. She didn't have the blessing to marry him. This was not her home. She wanted to reunite with her parents. They were still separated! And there was grandpa. Without her help, how could her mother see her father?

Such a heavy responsibility cannot be summed up by just one concern. Moreover, if she goes back, will she abandon her married husband?

"Yu'er, say something!" He Chujiang noticed that the girl was a little distracted, so he patted her face. What was she thinking about? !

"What are you thinking about? Are you thinking about your senior brother? Do you need some time to think about it?"

He Chujiang leaned on the sofa somewhat frustratedly. He had never been so tired even when he led thousands of troops.

Haneda sat next to him, tilted his head and gently leaned on his shoulder, and said: "Don't be suspicious all the time. Why do I always think about him? I'm thinking about other things."

"What is it? As long as you're not thinking about other people, no matter what it is, I can do my best to help you! Of course... there are times when I can't do it."

He Chujiang was originally full of confidence, but after looking around he felt a little guilty as there were some things he really couldn't help with.

Haneda chuckled: "Since you came in here, you seemed to be very accepting of it. Are you pretending to be calm?"

He Chujiang looked around, patted the sofa he was leaning on and said, "Actually, I'm not calm, but I can accept it, because when I was little, my aunt and grandmother often took out some fun and delicious things for me like you did. Later, they all left, and this thing stopped."

"Then why are you asking me these questions? I really thought you took me for a witch!"

"I just wanted to know if you trust me and if you are willing to tell me the truth, but..."

Haneda smiled and looked at him, asking, "What was the result......?"

Suddenly, He Chujiang held her face with his hands like a hungry wolf and said, "The result is that you don't say anything with your mouth, and your heart is as cold as ice. If I hadn't followed you in by accident this time, you would never let me know this, right?"

As he spoke, he pretended to bite her lips viciously, gnawing at them, and said vaguely: "Well, it's this mouth... sharp-tongued... If I don't punish you... I can't relieve the hatred in my heart."

He Chujiang's punishment made Haneda's lips numb, and it seemed as if a stream of air filled her body with intoxication and temptation, making her lie in his arms like mud.

"Ah, you actually bit me..."

The unique taste of ice lotus dew in her mouth made He Chujiang addicted. He was just playing around and biting her just to vent, but the indulgence was the unsatisfied desire after venting. He felt that no matter how he chased her tongue, it was not enough. It was too sweet there. Haneda felt that his energy was about to be sucked away by him, otherwise why would he be so soft?

The hand holding her face was no longer satisfied, and the anxious big palm moved down and opened, covering her softness. Yutian let out an unconscious moan, and this moan seemed to open the door to He Chujiang's desire. The feeling of wanting to own her, to be exclusive, and to possess her made He Chujiang unable to control himself, and he pressed his whole body down.

The grasp of one hand could no longer satisfy him, he wanted her too, he kissed her throat, and his hoarse voice like a plea for mercy reached the ears of the obsessed Haneda: "Yu'er, give it to me, okay?"

As he spoke, his big hand uncontrollably lifted up her skirt and touched her waist.

Haneda was inexplicably flustered in his confusion, and he grabbed his hand that was stirring up trouble and murmured, "No..."

"Yu'er, but...you will be mine sooner or later. Father will definitely agree to grant us marriage. I have never asked him for anything."

He Chujiang grabbed Haneda's hand with his backhand. Haneda wanted to struggle. Her mind told her to resist, but her body was already powerless. For a moment, she thought: Why be so pretentious? You are a new human being in the 21st century, just follow your heart!

But there was also a moment when she felt that this might be irresponsible to He Chujiang, because she might not stay with him.

But do men need women to be responsible? Is she bringing about the feminism of the 21st century?

Thinking that one day she would have to leave this man who was still trying to get her opinion and considering her feelings, almost begging her, even in the midst of passion, Haneda felt somewhat touched and inexplicably loved. How could he be so good? Even in modern times, when men and women are in love, how many men can get women's consent? If there are any, then cherish them!

Haneda felt like she had picked up a treasure, and she wanted to cherish this treasure. She wanted to understand him more and get in touch with him more.

How could he be so nice? She kissed him back, her hands moving to his collar. The masculine scent mixed with the scent of ice lotus made her forget herself.

This was undoubtedly a kind of acceptance and welcome. He Chujiang was confused and tore open the collar that he couldn't untie at will.

"Yu'er, do you agree? Hmm...?"

If you can't bear it, then don't bear it.

Haneda bit his lips hard. This fool, doesn’t he understand what she means?

As smart as He Chujiang is, he is ecstatic. His rough big hands, which have been holding the sword for years, have directly explored the fullness, but it is not enough... not enough. How can this be possible?

Haneda was powerless to endure his crazy exploration, and his flat belly was lingered over and over again by his big hand.

Suddenly, there was a sound of something heavy falling to the ground, and then there was a snapping sound as if something broke. A suppressed voice came: "Please spare my life, Pavilion Master. Yao Qing will never dare to do it again!"

The sudden sound seemed to come from the sky, waking up the two people who were entangled with each other, like a blow to the head that woke them up.

The two were stunned for a moment. Haneda's face was flushed, his clothes were loose, and strands of hair were scattered on his cheeks, sticking to his sweat. His already bright eyes had a blue background in his pupils when he was moved, like a beautiful and enchanting lake.

He Chujiang wasn't in much better condition, his hair was messed up by Yutian, and his open shirt revealed his solid chest with his soft hands resting on it.

Haneda quickly withdrew his hand, his face became even redder, and he took the pillow next to him to cover his face, and said in a muffled voice: "Take your hand away!"

He Chujiang was a scoundrel. Not only did he not take it away, he snatched the pillow and threw it away. He leaned on one arm and looked at his tender sweetheart at ease. Yutian moaned and reached out to pry his hand open, saying coquettishly, "You are annoying..."