In the darkness, no one could see each other's faces clearly, just like that night in Florida a few months ago.
The soft bed, the familiar body, the whispered words of love.
He was venting all of his longing and love, drowning her like a tidal wave.
She begged for mercy again and again, enjoying the pleasure of her lower body while enduring the pain of her waist being hit. She had to pinch his arm and complain incessantly, "What the hell … Ah … Hmm … What's wrong with you?"
But he had no intention of stopping, nor did he have the slightest intention of explaining.
Ye Huanyan only felt that her waist and abdomen were numb. Her whole body was like a folding chair. She had been in the position of being folded for too long and was about to lose consciousness. At the moment, she couldn't care about her face and shouted, "Han … Spare me … I can't take it anymore …"
This "Han" made Ling Han's movements slow down, but a certain place where their bodies were intertwined still maintained a close connection. It was like being cut into pieces, rubbing little by little, but it was even more deadly.
Ye Huanyan's ten toes were all curled up. She looked at the man who tortured her in front of her with a face like a peach blossom. She gasped for a long time and barely exhaled, "If you want to kill or cut, just give me a quick death …"
A dangerous voice came from above, pausing after each word, "Is Naonnao my son?"
Her eyes were sluggish. Although she knew that Ling Han couldn't see her face at the moment, her head couldn't help but move two inches to the side of the pillow, trying to avoid face-to-face contact.
In this matter, she was indeed guilty.
After all, he had the right to know.
She didn't speak, only feeling a fine friction coming from inside her body. At first, she thought that he was going to withdraw, but before he could go out, he pushed in again. When he brushed past a certain sensitive spot, she couldn't help but let out a broken sound, waiting for the habitual pleasure.
But unexpectedly, he stopped again. He patiently rubbed her bit by bit, deliberately not giving her satisfaction. Whether it was physically or mentally, at this moment, she felt like thousands of ants were crawling over her, numb and itchy. She gritted her teeth and trembled as she grasped the bedsheets under her body. Her voice was broken, "Yes, yes, yes, it's your son … Ah, be gentle … It hurts …"
His movements became gentle again. He picked her up from the pillow and put his hands around her waist, sharing each other's breaths at a close distance. His voice was low, his breath hot. "All these years, are you still waiting for me?"
Ye Huanyan lay on his shoulder, panting. The heat from her lower body was still in her body. This sitting position was very deep, and his twitching from time to time made her unable to stop. At this moment, there was no time to think about other things. She made up her mind and confessed everything.
"En …"
His sudden appearance seemed to have picked up her heart that had sunk to the bottom of the valley and hung it up in the sky with a full moon. Her heart was wild with joy. Even though she was drowned by his passion and covered by the darkness of the room, only she knew how fast the heart under her chest was beating.
Chen Yin bit her hand and squatted in the toilet for a long time. The medicine she took finally took effect. When she came out of the bathroom with trembling legs, she didn't see the person who was supposed to be in the room.
She touched her hair and looked at the empty living room with a puzzled expression.
She clearly remembered that Sister Yan Yan was back. Didn't Ling Han come before?
A strange sound came from the guest bedroom opposite. She was stunned. Just as she was about to go over, the door of the master bedroom suddenly opened, attracting her attention. "I'm hungry."
Naonnao was wearing pink pajamas and tugged at the corner of her clothes.
"Then I'll call you to order food." She was about to call room service when she said that.
Naonnao was still tugging at her clothes and said seriously, "Let's go downstairs to eat. The food is cold when they send it up."
"What's cold? It's almost 30 degrees outside today. "
Chen Yin didn't care and dragged him to the landline in the living room.
Las Vegas was so hot that it was exploding. Why would they send cold food in such a small place?
"The hotel's air conditioning is cold."
A faint voice came from behind.
Seeing that he was so persistent, Chen Yin had to do as he said, but she couldn't help but frown. "What's wrong with you today? You usually cry and beg when I ask you to go out. You're so cooped up that you're moldy. Today, you want to go out by yourself. You … what's that sound? "
Chen Ying raised her head and looked at the opposite room in confusion.
"Let's go, let's go. I'm hungry."
Naonnao held her hand and almost ran out of the room, closing the door behind him.
"Hey, ancestor, I didn't bring the room card …"
"Get someone to open the door after dinner."
"I didn't bring my wallet …"
"…"
In the evening, in a suburban church, Ling Han and Ye Huanyan appeared at the same time, which shocked the crew.
After all, the news of Ling Han's wedding today was still very clear to them, especially the staff who happened to be filming here.
The chaos in the church in the morning obviously hadn't spread.
Everyone took it for granted that Ling Han should be on his way to his honeymoon.
Of course, there were still people in the crew who were calm, such as Guan Nai and Su Nianhua.
When Ye Huanyan appeared holding Ling Han's arm, Guan Nai only glanced at them and reached out to Sheng Anran. "One thousand yuan, I win."
Sheng Anran took a deep breath and reached for his wallet. He took out a stack of bills, counted them, and handed them to Guan Nai.
"What are you doing?"
Ye Huanyan looked confused.
"Nothing." Su Nianhua curled his lips and glanced at Sheng Anran. "Someone's evil intentions are not dead yet …"
As soon as he heard this, Sheng Anran jumped up from his chair. "Don't pour dirty water on me. That's one thing. It's just a bet."
"What?"
Ye Huanyan looked at them in confusion.
Sheng Anran stood up straight. When he saw Ling Han, his eyes narrowed a little. He calmed himself down and raised three fingers, looking like he was going to swear. "You said that we'll write off what happened in the past, so I'll take it that you're sincere. They made a bet last night at dinner and I just said something casually. I didn't mean any harm, so don't get me wrong."
Ye Huanyan was even more confused when he saw how serious he was. "What bet?"
Guan Nai fanned herself leisurely with a handful of bright red banknotes in her hand. She looked at Ling Han with a meaningful gaze.
"What else could it be? We're betting that you won't rob the wedding today."
"Rob the wedding?"
Ye Huanyan's face froze …
Guan Nai continued, "You changed hotels in a hurry yesterday afternoon and stayed so close to here. Weren't you planning to rob the wedding?"
"…"
"And now, everyone can see the situation. Since you've already robbed the wedding, there's no need to hide it. Although the plot is a little tacky and old-fashioned, it's fine as long as you have the wedding."
Guan Nai had always been one to shock people to death with her words.
This time, Ye Huanyan was at a loss for words. What the hell was going on?
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