Lei Aotian is the only hope and the only comfort in her heart. If she can get freedom... Lei Aotian is also the only place she can go to.

She wanted to keep the last pure land in her heart.

The last place that has not been infected by this man.

The decision made by this girl was always something that Tang Qianrong didn't expect, but until now, he was no longer surprised.

Perhaps not letting her see her face is also a good thing for me.

After all, he had promised her freedom.

Even he himself didn't know whether it was a comfort or an excuse.

In fact, at this moment, he was a little disappointed.

Putting An Jingxing back on the bed, Tang Qianrong took a step back, took off his heavy black tweed coat, put it in the wardrobe next to him, and returned in a dusty manner. Even the iron man could not help but be tired.

After solving these things, what he wanted to do the most was to take a good bath.

An Jingxing had been in trouble all day. Now it was dark outside, and the watch on Tang Qianrong's hand also pointed at 11 o'clock in the evening.

Perhaps it was Tang Qianrong's promise that made her feel at ease. After Tang Qianrong left, she soon felt sleepy and forgot that she had not been in the drip of water all day, poured it into the soft goose-vulley pillow and closed her eyes.

After taking a shower, Tang Qianrong walked out of the bathroom with a bathrobe. He saw An Jingxing wearing the blood-stained pajamas, lying on the bed where he had no pity and had deprived her of her virginity, sleeping heavily.

Among the girls Tang Qianrong has seen, An Jingxing is undoubtedly not the most beautiful one, but the only one who has made him break so many exceptions.

He was wearing a towel on his half-dry head. He had always been accustomed to blowing his hair before sleeping at night. At this time, he looked at An Jingxing's sleepy expression and the obvious black marks on his eyelids. He gave up the blow dryer and wiped the towel for 80% dryness, then walked to the bed to go to bed.

In his initial plan, Tang Qianrong only wanted to share the same bed with this woman when he needed it. Now, even if she is his mistress, it is not an exaggeration. Compared with the time when he had sex with his neck, he actually enjoyed the time when the two of them did nothing and just lie together.

His eyes were always involuntarily attracted by the little woman around him, and when Tang Qianrong saw the scars cut by glass on her neck and fingers, his beautiful brows couldn't help but flip slightly.

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When Tang Qianrong called Li Chengxian, Li Chengxian was drowsy in his room. Li Chengxian, who had been running most of the earth with Tang Qianrong these days, was indeed exhausted. Tang Qianrong called him and pulled him back from Zhou Gong's chess game.

"Go and get some things needed to treat the wound, and immediately." Tang Qianrong's orders were always simple and neat, just like his people, concise and decisive.

Li Chengxian, who was a little confused just now, heard Tang Qianrong's words and was completely awake. Treat the wound? What? Is the boss really injured by that girl? No, he didn't see the girl having a weapon in his hand just now?

When Li Chengxian thought that the boss might be injured, he could not sit still. Fortunately, Tang Qianrong spent the most money on this building was medical equipment, and it was easy to find things to deal with wounds.
Chapter completed!