Ye Tianhao stretched out his hand to help Wen Nuan go to the cabin to rest, but she waved him away. Nuan Wen's face turned pale and he walked back to the cabin step by step without even looking back at him. The look in his eyes gradually became deeper.

One of his subordinates came up and whispered in his ear: "Nightclub, A Cang is back."

Ye Tianhao suppressed his expression and had no choice but to let Nuan Nuan go. He turned back and said to the subordinate: "Go! Secretly take him to the lounge to meet me."

"yes!"

Ye Tianhao returned to the cabin and saw Nuan Nuan taking a glass of red wine and sitting on the bar, sipping alone. He glanced at a bodyguard who followed him in. The man understood and quietly stood not far from Nuan Nuan.

Keep her safe.

Ye Tianhao then turned around and went to the lounge, opened the door, and a man in black came out to greet him: "Nightclub!"

The clothes of this man are the same as those of the men in black outside guarding the yacht. At first glance, you won't notice anything different about him, but if you look carefully, you will see that this man in black is exactly the same.

It was the man who caused the incident before, wearing Southeast Asian clothes and acting wild in the cabin!

Yes, this man is actually Ye Tianhao's subordinate, and the "con man" incident just now was also arranged by Ye Tianhao in advance.

After getting the news that Rong Haotian was coming to City C, Ye Tianhao had already concluded that the purpose of his trip was to find out the reality of "An Ning", so he single-handedly directed the scene just now. The reason why he brought warmth last night

I came to this yacht just to rehearse this drama.

Now it seemed that she was coping well, and Rong Haotian seemed to believe it. Ye Tianhao thought that if he guessed correctly, Rong Haotian would leave City C tomorrow, but he could not relax his vigilance because of this.

Thinking of this, he nodded to the subordinate and said: "Thank you for your hard work. This month, you will leave City C to avoid the limelight. As a reward, I will ask Secretary Liang to put 100,000 US dollars into your account.

No more, no less, are you satisfied?"

The subordinate's eyes lit up and he immediately bowed ninety degrees and said, "I don't dare to be dissatisfied, thank you Mr. Ye!"

"Well, let's go out."

After dealing with this matter, Ye Tianhao opened the door of the lounge and entered the casino. He looked left and right but could not see Nuan Nuan's figure. He frowned slightly and couldn't help but cursed secretly. He immediately guessed that she must have left the yacht.

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Ye Tianhao's guess was correct. Nuan Nuan had indeed left. A few minutes ago, she asked a man in black to take her back to the apartment. Ye Tianhao's subordinates all knew her and knew that the relationship between her and their master was unusual.

Not daring to offend her, he drove her back.

When he got downstairs, Wen Nuan was already a little sleepy. He leaned his head on the pillow and closed his eyes to rest. The subordinate stopped the car and asked cautiously: "Miss An, we are already here. Do you want me to take you upstairs?"

"No need," she opened her eyes and rubbed her temples, "I can go up by myself. Thank you, Xiao Zhong."

"You're welcome, Miss An."

Wen Nuan got off the car and went directly into the elevator. Ye Tianhao's apartment was very good, with high-end facilities. Even the elevator was very fast. He reached the top floor in a short while.

The door lock design of the apartment was very similar to the one Xingxingchen had in Nancheng. It was also a combination lock. After Nuan Nuan pressed four numbers, the iron door clicked open.

She opened the door tiredly, and the moment she raised her legs and walked in, her whole body turned into a statue.

Inside, on the sofa, a long black shadow sat silently on the sofa, the cigar in his hand flickering with flickering light. Hearing her coming in, he slowly turned his head, and the cigar in the corridor outside

The streetlight shone through the crack in the door, hitting the man right in the face.

Seeing his face clearly, Wen Nuan was stunned on the spot...

Rong Jue turned around and put the fingers holding the cigarette on the coffee table, silently extinguishing the fireworks. There was a hiss of the cigarette being extinguished in the quiet air. Then he stood up and walked towards her. Wen Nuan subconsciously stepped back and opened his mouth.

Zui watched in horror as he approached her step by step.

"You, you...how did you get in?" Her voice was hoarse and trembling.

He stopped just a few feet away from her, lowered his head slightly and looked down at her. The hand inserted into her hair lifted her head up. His handsome and evil face was only a few inches away from hers, and his eyes were shining.

Stars as cold as a thin night.

He did not answer, but asked: "Why, why?" His voice was very soft, very light, with a trace of fatigue after struggle, and an unquenchable compassion.

"What?" she asked blankly, smelling the sweet scent of alcohol coming from him, mixed with the smell of tobacco, and she became more and more panicked.

Her heart was filled with countless questions: Didn't he go back to the hotel with Russell? Why did he appear here? How did he get in? Could it be that he saw some flaw? She asked herself that her performance was flawless today, but why...

…

Countless questions make my heart beat wildly.

In the darkness, he said hoarsely: "Why don't you admit that you are her? Why can't you be braver? Why did you leave Nancheng? Why did you choose this ending? Why can't you respond to my love no matter what I do? Why, why

,Why?!"

Rong Jue's voice gradually lost control, rising in pitch, and finally became almost a roaring question.

Why, why, why...

His questioning voice echoed in Nuan Nuan's mind for a long time, and his heart ached so much that he couldn't help but tremble. After a long time, he managed to speak out: "I don't understand what you are talking about, Mr. Rong, are you drunk too much?"

"No! You know exactly what I'm talking about!" He suddenly raised his arms and held her shoulders tightly with two iron-like palms, "I know you are warm, you can't deny it!"

Endless silence...

She swallowed a sip of saliva, then with difficulty pulled out a smile and said: "Mr. Rong must have drunk too much to think of me as someone else again. Let's do this. You can rest on the sofa for a while, and I'll have someone come to take you to him right away."

You go back to the hotel."

He gritted his teeth in anger.

"Damn woman! If you weren't her, why would you use the same door lock code? Don't tell me, this is another coincidence!" He stretched out his arms and kneaded her into his arms, trying to force her with such brute force.

She appeared similar.

Her heart suffocated, and her big black and white eyes suddenly widened even more.

Door lock code? Oops, she forgot to change the door lock code!

There is always a gap in Baimi. Wen Nuan was stunned for a few seconds before struggling hard. However, his strong and powerful arms tightly circled her, and the strength was astonishing. Not only that, he pressed against her body and moved forward little by little.

He retreated, forcing her into a corner where she couldn't move or escape.

Wen Nuan shouted urgently: "No! Let me go!"

However, he stretched out his long arms to pick her up around the waist, and then walked quickly to the center of the living room. As the world was spinning, she was turned over and pressed into the sofa by him, and his hot lips were pressed against her!

Her thin lips were damaged by his eagerness and fervor, and there was a faint sweet taste in her mouth. However, once she made contact with his lips, her mind buzzed and went blank, and she could not taste the sweetness.

The fishy taste filled my mouth with the sweet aroma of wine and the astringent smell of tobacco.

The darkness is like an infinite abyss. The heart that escapes from the shackles of reason is suddenly lost in this darkness. The love between the two people is rising rapidly...

Nuan Nuan instantly forgot who she was supposed to be at this moment. It had been nine months, a whole nine months, and there wasn't a day that went by that she didn't think of him.

She missed his lips so much, missed his touch, missed him calling her "warmth" softly, missed the sweetness when he hugged her in his arms, she missed him so much that what was in her mind

She couldn't even pretend, and there was only one voice deep in her heart - in fact, she longed for him so much!

His big palm slid up from her waist, slowly came to her neck, and began to unbutton her blouse one by one, a little eagerly. Before he could completely undo it, the big palm was already there.

He couldn't wait to reach in, carefully caressing her smooth and moist skin, and followed the source of heat little by little.

She was in a state of confusion, her heart was swaying, she had lost the ability to think, and she was afraid and helpless to bear his touch.

His breathing in her ears was frantic, and his frenzied movements did not stop for a second. His lips sealed hers again, swallowing up her chaotic thoughts like a huge wave. He had already lost his patience, and roughly separated her breasts, tightly

The body is as tight as iron, and the body is buried in the suffocating and maddening obstacle through the clothing!

His chest rose and fell sharply, and his whole body felt hot. His big palms reached into the dense valley full of fine velvet, and he whispered in a hoarse voice: "Warmth..."

Suddenly, her whole body was shaken.

The seven souls and six souls suddenly returned to the body at this moment, and his call made her suddenly conscious.

"No! I'm not warm! Let me go!"

She bent her legs up and kicked him violently on the abdomen. Rong Jue was kissing him so completely that he was completely forgetful. His desire had already reached the limit of endurance. He never expected that Wen Nuan would kick him, let alone that her strength was compared to

She was much bigger before, and not only that, her speed was also much faster. While he was holding his abdomen in pain and retreating, she had already jumped up and ran to the kitchen.

Like an escaped little rabbit, she ran into the kitchen very quickly. After turning on the kitchen light, she rummaged through the cabinets and finally seemed to find something before returning to the living room.

When she faced him again, she held a fruit knife in her hand. The sharp blade reflected the bright light and shouted: "Mr. Rong, please get out! Otherwise..."

At this point, she couldn't help but choke. He was still panting violently. Seeing this scene, she couldn't help but feel a chill in her heart. In the eyes that met her in the darkness, the coldness was getting deeper and deeper. She clenched her hands tightly.

The fingers of the fist hand were also numb and white.

After a few seconds of stalemate, he suddenly stepped forward and waved his hand towards her. Wen Nuan was shocked and managed to escape the palm. However, her skills were ultimately no match for Rong Jue's. His eyes darkened and his palms were as big as eagles.

Accurately jamming her bright wrist holding the handle of the knife.

Then, with a slight exertion, a "clang--" came from the quiet darkness, which was the crisp sound of a fruit knife falling to the ground!
Chapter completed!