The correct way to open Chenyuan Lively and Fragrant

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When An Yichen spoke, his lips were pressed very close, and his lips seemed to sweep Ning Zhiyuan's, and the warm air kept coming from An Yichen's body. Ning Zhiyuan couldn't help but said: "I...I love You and I…"

An encouraging kiss came from An Yichen again on his lips, the ice of indifference built up in his heart almost melted away, but stubbornness and hatred stopped him at the last moment, Ning Zhiyuan pushed An Yichen away violently, with firm eyes: " I want to marry Keiko!"

An Yichen: "You...!"

An Yichen was so angry that he pressed Ning Zhiyuan against the pillar and kissed him forcefully. Ning Zhiyuan groaned and resisted, but he didn't dare to bite An Yichen again until his lungs were emptied. Then he stopped to catch his breath, and ordered: "Go and annul the engagement!"

Ning Zhiyuan was out of breath and swallowed: "No!"

An Yichen grabbed him and wanted to kiss him again, this time Ning Zhiyuan was on guard and struggled fiercely, the two lost their balance and fell out of the gazebo, rolling around on the grass.

The two pushed and pushed against each other in the rain, the wet grass was randomly rolled over, and both of them were covered with grass blades and mud.Ning Zhiyuan was unable to catch up with his strength, he was at a disadvantage, he was pressed down by An Yichen, his hands were restrained, he turned his head to avoid An Yichen's kiss, but he exposed his neck and suffered a lot of bites on his lips.

Ning Zhiyuan shouted: "It doesn't matter how much you kiss and talk! I won't call off the engagement!"

Ning Zhiyuan's resistance made An Yichen even more angry, and lost his mind even more. He crossed Ning Zhiyuan's hands, pressed one hand on top of his head, and roughly pulled the clothes of the person below him with the other hand, muttering: "Ning Zhiyuan Zhiyuan! You are mine! You are mine! I forbid you to marry someone else!"

An Yichen roughly ripped off Ning Zhiyuan's black gown, gnawed on his collarbone and chest, and vigorously sucked any skin that his lips could reach.

Ning Zhiyuan quickly broke free from An Yichen's restraint with his hands, and shouted in refusal: "You want to fuck here, right? Good! If you have the guts, fuck me right now! Fuck me here! So that everyone can see! "

An Yichen said harshly, "You think I dare not?"

Forcefully pushed Ning Zhiyuan's feet apart, straddled his legs against his lower abdomen, imitated the posture of making love through his underwear, and pushed forward fiercely, but his body was honest, and the carrier of anger was a painful and dull heart. How can convey the message of excitement?Apart from the pain of the flesh and blood, there was no pleasure at all.

The rain continued to fall, drenching the two of them completely.

Ning Zhiyuan didn't resist anymore, and suddenly hugged An Yichen tightly with his rejecting hand, and said in a crying voice: "An Yichen, hug me...let everyone know that I am yours...it's yours...! Then I can't marry anyone! It can only be yours..."

Summer rain is actually colder than winter.

An Yichen stopped, shivering while hugging Ning Zhiyuan, the damp cloth stuck to his body, and the chill kept penetrating into the bone marrow.

An Yichen buried himself in Ning Zhiyuan's chest, and said sullenly: "I did a lot of wrong things for revenge... and I almost lost you because of it. I can't even shake off the endless guilt, and I can't forget it. Every day, it’s like covering your mouth and nose with a wet cloth to breathe, and your heart feels like it’s wrapped in wax and it’s hard to beat. It’s a very painful torture...I don’t want you to repeat my mistakes..."

Ning Zhiyuan was silent for a while, the rain kept pouring down, making his eyelids a little painful, he couldn't help but raise his arms to cover his eyes, feeling the warm liquid dripping down from his chest, said lightly: "I'm sorry...I I can only do this... Father's enmity, the servants of the Ning Mansion, the livelihood of more than a hundred people in the Xiangfang... The Ning family, can't fall! But I promise you, I will not touch Keiko, my heart, my There will always be only you in my body..."

An Yichen listened quietly, and Ning Zhiyuan said again: "After the matter is completed, I will set Huizi free. If he wants to stay in Ningfu, I will treat her with courtesy...and you..."

Ning Zhiyuan paused, the accumulated rainwater kept sliding down at the junction of his arms and cheeks, forming a small stream: "I don't intend to let go, even if I do, you won't leave me, right?"

Ning Zhiyuan snuffed his nose a few times, swallowed two mouthfuls of saliva and rainwater: "You won't leave me, you love me, An Yichen, you love me! No matter what I do, you will never leave me!"

With violently heaving chest, thumping heartbeat, accompanied by suppressed sobs, An Yichen's ear was pressed against Ning Zhiyuan's chest, the hot temperature was just like his burning emotion for him.

An Yichen was silent for a while, then slowly got up, knelt down on the ground, sighed heavily, and raised his hand to put back the clothes he had ripped off for Ning Zhiyuan, but was terrified by the scene in front of him hand.

An Yichen stared at several bruises: "What happened? Who made it? Who beat it?"

Ning Zhiyuan tightened his clothes to cover the bruises on his body: "It's nothing."

An Yichen frowned even tighter: "It's okay to have such a big bruise on your stomach? Is it Xiaoya Taro?"

Ning Zhiyuan sat up: "No, he wants to win me over, so he won't be so stupid as to get rough on me."

An Yichen asked: "Who is that?"

Ning Zhiyuan: "I don't know, I got into a fight with someone, who knows who this group is?"

Ning Zhiyuan got up, staggered back into the gazebo: "I am like this now! Anyone can ride on my head! I don't want to turn over, and I don't know what I will be turned into!"

An Yichen followed Ning Zhiyuan, and suddenly felt very useless, a strong sense of powerlessness eroded his self-esteem: "I'm sorry...it's my fault, I can't protect you...I..."

Ning Zhiyuan retorted casually: "It's none of your business." He felt that it was wrong, and added: "We have to work according to the plan now, it is impossible to be tied together all day."

Ning Zhiyuan picked up the jug on the table and wanted to unseal it, but An Yichen held his hand and said, "Don't drink it!" Let's go back first and help you deal with it. "

An Yichen couldn't help but dragged Ning Zhiyuan to Ning Mansion.

Back in Ning Mansion, the two of them took a bath, and helped Ning Zhiyuan massage to loosen his silt. Ning Zhiyuan got drunk and fell asleep under An Yichen's comfortable hands.

Seeing that he was asleep, An Yichen covered him with the quilt, kissed his hot eyes, then exited the room, called Ah San Ah Si, and asked about the past few days in detail.

Ah San and Ah Si immediately filled with righteous indignation and confessed all the grievances suffered by their master. The two perfectly interpreted the scene of that day, adding fuel and vinegar to it, so that An Yichen's face was so dark that it almost merged with the night.

An Yichen grabbed Wen Shixuan by the collar and dragged him into his room.

The door slammed shut with a loud bang.

Wen Shixuan was pushed staggeringly by An Yichen: "Oh! Big, big brother, come out..."

After finally standing still, just as he asked, he was thrown flying by an oncoming punch, hit the round table, was knocked over by the chair, and fell heavily to the ground.

Before Wen Shixuan could react, An Yichen grabbed him by the collar and punched him with his backhand!Wen Shixuan hit the wall with a muffled sound, gritted his teeth in pain, An Yichen was breathless, held hands with one hand, grabbed his collar with the other, and fell short, Wen Shixuan was thrown out by the spin, hitting the chair hard, In an instant, the entire carved lacquer chair shattered with Wen Shixuan's miserable howl, and Wen Shixuan was scattered.

Wen Shixuan lay on the ground trembling with pain.

An Yichen took two steps forward and grabbed him again: "Get up!"

An Yichen punched him several times in a row, finally pinned his shoulder, pulled back, raised and lifted his leg, and combined with the force of knocking Wen Shixuan's shoulder down, his knee hit Wen Shixuan's abdomen, making a muffled groan, Wen Shixuan Spit out a mouthful of blood.

An Yichen let go of his hand, just now he took a breath, Wen Shixuan fell softly on the ground, clutching his stomach and pumping his savings.

An Yichen rubbed his painful finger joints, and said coldly, "Do you know why you were beaten?"

Wen Shixuan was sweating all over his face and body, his mouth was still opening and closing, unable to utter a word.

An Yichen: "I said that I will not care about anything you do to me, but Ning Zhiyuan is the only one, you can't touch him, obviously you didn't listen at all!"

Wen Shixuan's hands lying on the ground were clenched into fists suddenly, and he shouted with pain: "Brother! I just teach that kid a lesson! How did he bully me before! I just pay him back! Now you are doing it for the enemy's dog! Son, come to beat your own brother! What kind of brother are you!"

An Yichen's expression turned ruthless in an instant, and he raised his leg and swept Wen Shixuan's foot: "Shut up!"

Wen Shixuan was turned over by the force, lying on his back on the ground, bleeding from the corner of his mouth again.

An Yichen: "I've advised you many times not to cooperate with the Japanese, but if you don't listen, I'll tell you where my bottom line lies. !"

An Yichen squatted down, grabbed Wen Shixuan's collar and lifted it up: "Let me ask you, why are all the flower fields of other families suffering from flower plague, but our Wen family's flower fields are fine? We have planted rose varieties for decades, why do you Will it suddenly change? Why do more than a dozen chambers of commerce become Japanese? Why does Koya Taro have Peishan’s handwritten incense in his hand? How many things have you done for the Japanese?”

An Yichen: "Where did you go in your studies? You actually helped the Japanese to hurt your compatriots? How did your heart become so greedy and vicious?"

Wen Shixuan's eyes suddenly darkened, and regardless of the pain in his body, he pushed An Yichen away: "Because I'm not as lucky as my elder brother! Just because you are the eldest son of the first line, I only love and value you when I hit my younger father, and don't need to work hard." Just have everyone's love! And me!"

Wen Shixuan panted and shouted: "I was born as a concubine! I was inferior! Do you understand? In order to please my father, I must always pretend to be obedient, be careful everywhere, and work hard in everything I do. Only in exchange for my father’s affirmation of me! So I have made up my mind since I was a child that I must stand out and make my father look up to me! Let my mother and I get the respect and status we deserve in the Wen family!"

An Yichen looked at the hatred in Wen Shixuan's eyes, nodded and said: "Wen Shixuan, I understand now, you have a sore on your body now, you can only be cured if you squeeze it clean with the pain!"

An Yichen stood up, pulled up together with Wen Shixuan, and dragged them out.

Wen Shixuan suddenly had an alarm bell in his heart, and asked uneasily, "Brother, brother, what are you... going to do?"

An Yichen didn't speak, but dragged Wen Shixuan to the hall with a cold face.

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Can't help but beat Wen Shixuan...