Chapter 686
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Luo Sang lowered her head and didn't say a word.
The train was delayed again and again. She ran into people who pestered her for a ride. She was not in a good mood.
Nian Junting lowered his head to look at her. Her eyelashes were like two long brushes, gently brushing against his heart. He was so soft that he wanted to pull her into his arms and kiss her.
But she really deserved a beating.
She didn't take care of her body at all, nor did she pay attention to her safety.
"Follow me." Nian Junting turned and walked forward like an arrogant peacock.
Luo Sang was stunned. She dragged her luggage and followed him. "Aren't you going to help me carry my luggage?"
Nian Junting glanced at her coldly. "You're strong. Do you need me to carry it?"
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Luo Sang could only follow him gloomily. Before long, she saw him stop in front of a black Volkswagen.
The car looked like a Passat. It was the first time for him to drive such a cheap car.
"This car."
"I can't let anyone know that you're a surrogate mother for me, so I had to secretly drive a low-class car here." Nian Junting pulled her luggage over and threw it into the backseat. Then, he got into the driver's seat.
Luo Sang looked around to make sure that no one was staring at her, then got into her car.
But when she got in, she realized that something was wrong.
Was the interior of a Passat so exquisite?
"This isn't a Passat, is it?"
"Who said it's a Passat? It's a luxury Phaeton," Nian Junting said. "To keep a low profile, I changed the Phaeton logo to Passat."
Luo Sang was speechless. He called a luxury Phaeton a low-class car?
Had he ever thought about how she felt when she didn't even have a car?
"If you give birth to a child for me, I'll dump this Phaeton." Nian Junting smiled.
Luo Sang was speechless.
He thought that he could dump a low-class car on her.
"If you don't want it, I'll give you a Passat." Nian Junting chuckled.
Luo Sang glared at him.
Her pretty eyes rolled up and her eyes were watery. She looked like she was acting coquettishly.
Nian Junting wanted so badly to kiss her soft, rosy lips.
With that thought in mind, he actually did it.
She slightly raised her long eyelashes and said, "Why aren't you kissing your An Lan or your White Moonlight? Why are you kissing a surrogate like me?" Luosang tilted her head and looked at Luosang.
Nian Junting abruptly stopped one centimeter away from her lips. His eyes were deep and his voice was hoarse. "I've asked Doctor Han. He said that even during the safe period, there's still a chance to get pregnant. I think we should cherish every possibility."
Without waiting for her to reply, he kissed her aggressively and domineeringly.
It was as if the two of them hadn't kissed for a century. Initially, he only wanted to kiss her, but the moment he touched her, he lost control. His kiss was like an avalanche.
Luo Sang's lips hurt from his kiss. Just as she was about to say something, he barged into her mouth and made her feel dizzy.
It had been too long since he kissed her like this.
Luo Sang was confused.
She missed him. Every cell in her body was missing him.
Jiang Qifei and reason were all thrown out of the window because of this kiss.
Subconsciously, they both wanted to kiss for a longer time.
However, once sparks were thrown into the firewood, they would start a raging fire.
Nian Junting's hands roamed all over her body. Luo Sang was gasping for breath. Unknowingly, they both felt that one kiss was not enough.
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