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For a man like Shen Haoyu, Li Yiya didn't expect his love history to be blank, but she felt that the more vicissitudes and vicissitudes he experienced, and the more charming.

But who is he hiding in his heart? If there is no love, why is he not interested in a beautiful woman like her?

Work overtime until three in the morning, and the contract is set.

The subordinates got up to leave, Li Yiya wanted to try again, sitting on the sofa and bowing his head to sort out the papers.

The man who had sent away his subordinates turned around, and Li Yiya had already posted it.

The man frowned, and suddenly understood, the long legs took a step back, the facial features were cold, and the gentleman was a little serious, and simply said, "Sorry."

Annoyed in Li Yiya's eyes, she was conquered in the aura of the man in front of her.

She looked at him and forced a generous smile: "It's me who is rash, good night."

"good night."

The door closed, Shen Haoyu raised his hand and pinched his eyebrows, tired of responding.

The fourth uncle of Li Yiya mentioned this woman many times, and the fourth uncle of the Shen family no longer cares about it, but the cultivation of the fourth uncle of Shen Haoyu continues.

The man stood at thirty, and the fourth uncle did not urge him to marry a wife and set up a family. He was looking for and waiting for a woman suitable for him and for the Shen family.

Shen Haoyu had no idea about this. He understood that his marriage was probably also a career.

Tonight could be a matter of course, but he suddenly became disgusted.

If you can't explain clearly, your heart can't be calm.

The man walked back and forth in the room with his eyebrows locked, and he was very confused with many things.

Finally, Mo Chen glanced at the unopened mint on the bedside table and closed his eyes.

At this time at four o'clock in the morning, Shen Haoyu didn't know what she was doing. The man held another 1508 room card in his hand, opened the door next door, and walked in silently.

The room was very bright, the lights were on, and the bed was a little ball, and she fell asleep.

The man stood on the side of the bed with one hand in his pocket, his neck slightly hanging down, his deep gaze stared at the pale side face exposed in the quilt with some dazedness.

He leaned over, pushing away her frowning eyebrows with his warm fingers.

At this moment, the bottom of my heart is soft, and a lot of love and affection are the same as before she was sixteen.

The love that I took from childhood to adulthood doesn't mean it will be gone.

But when she became pregnant when she was seventeen, she ran away and messed with Shen Zhuoyi, which really broke his heart and disappointed him.

In the middle of the few years when she was living outside, and then she went to Shen Mocheng for a year and a half, for a total of four years, Shen Haoyu never knew that she would be so cold-blooded to her, and she really ignored it.

Do the math, how long hasn't been so long since I've been watching her up close.

Why can't you stare at her face so closely?

What will happen if I watch too much?Are those depressed things in his heart that he doesn't understand?

Or the dirty dream you had before?

He was really nasty, awakened in his dream, the man lifted the quilt and watched the real reaction of his body. He was shocked and sweated. The tight body made him blame himself, shame and helpless.

When did you start dreaming like that?

She was seventeen years old with Shen Zhuoyi, after being pregnant.

Shen Haoyu still doesn't understand why, that kind of situation will appear in the dream, pressing her against the wall, not knowing where it is, and demanding her severely.

He has touched some women, but they have not been like in his dreams. He was moved, very hard, and his muscles were uncomfortable, and he couldn't stop himself.

Since that dream, Shen Haoyu could not look directly at her heart, let alone her.652 Literature Network www.652txt.com

As a result, the two people are getting farther and farther away, alienating each other, and hating each other.

The man's slender fingers left Chi Xi's faint eyebrows, and he broke her shoulders.

Chi Xi lay flat unconsciously.

Shen Haoyu sat down on the edge of the bed and opened the middle section of the quilt to reveal the girl's waist. He untied his clothes, pulled off the waist of his pants, and frowned to look at the wound on her stomach.

It's crusted, a very long one.

These days, she must not go for a review, did not apply the medicine properly, and the scar was very deep.

The man lays his palm flat against her soft skin, and the temperature of the palm is higher than her belly button. After the child was knocked out at the age of seventeen, he knew that her body was particularly poor.

The palms left her belly, moved down, and held her little feet, as expected, they were frozen like ice.

His eyebrows were frowning more and more deeply, his eyes narrowed slightly, not knowing what he was thinking, but his eyes were fixed on her face, afraid that she would open them.

I'm afraid she will find that he still has the gentleness that shouldn't be.

Time is quiet, he doesn't want to leave.

In the past four years, he refused to recall many things with her in the past. Those beautiful warmth will be charming and make him unable to see the reality.

The reality is that she is no longer an obedient girl raised by him, she has changed, becoming indifferent, rebellious, and messing up.

Today, I told him very seriously that I like a boy, are in a serious relationship, and want to marry.

I also said that it was wrong to like him in the past...

Shen Haoyu's eyebrows kept sinking, sinking uncontrollably, as if his heart had fallen to the bottom.

He was in this mood all night, very bad, very bad. He wanted to get angry, but there was no reason to get angry. The sand that couldn't be grasped in his hands would flow away, that kind of panic.

What are you afraid of?

The man hangs his neck, the light hits his white neck, clean hair, his arms propped on the edge of the bed, his upright body moved slightly, his eyes held tightly on her face, for a long time, he lay down on her side in a ghostly manner .

The arm rests on the brow bone, blocking a pair of eyes that are afraid of seeing the light. What I am doing at the moment is not visible.

He lay on his back for a while, feeling her breath, with a lingering fragrance, and finally he turned around, his vision began to stare at the sleeping girl uncontrollably.

The more I look, the deeper my line of sight, and the fascinating gradually.

Across the quilt, he put his arm on her stomach, something was flowing slightly in his heart, but he didn't dare to hug it, nor should he hug it.

He frowned and closed his eyes, thinking about many things, deeply, and restrained himself.

But in the end he buried his deeply depressed facial features in the quilt on her shoulders. He hadn't thought about it. He was a bit dazed. He said nonsense: "Xiaobao, Xiaobao, can we not marry..."

When the voice fell, Shen Haoyu suddenly returned to his senses, frowning his brows and looking up from the quilt.

Chi Xi, who was asleep, faintly heard someone talking, so soft voice whispered something in her ear, she didn't hear clearly, and turned around subconsciously.

His lips were caught off guard, and they ran into the thin lips that were tightly pressed when the man looked up.

The four lips fit together without warning.

Chi Xi was still asleep, breathing lightly, strand by strand.

Shen Haoyu didn't move. The man's body seemed to be frozen. A piercing electric current started from his lips and gradually penetrated and rushed fiercely into his body.

What quickly flashed in my mind, familiar, as if I had felt?

He scolded himself in his heart because he had had such a dream, kissed her in the dream, and kissed his sister in the dream!So it's so familiar now?Shameless!

Shen Haoyu closed his eyes, his face was tight and very ugly, he gently pushed her away and got out of bed immediately.

The man's slender index finger was pressed against the two thin lips, his back to the bed, standing tall, he frowned and panted deeply, his features were cold, and he strode out.