When he returned to the villa, Wen Nuan actually fell asleep on Rong Jue's back.

Rong Jue gently placed her on the couch and looked at her feet carefully. The wound was not deep and the blood had dried up. However, if it was not treated in time, it would easily lead to tetanus.

Just as she was thinking about what to do, she saw Wen Nuan's phone vibrating. She was charging just now, so she didn't take it out. Rong Jue walked over and took a look. The screen was showing Ye Tianhao's name.

Suddenly, his brows frowned very deeply.

With a cold sneer, he directly intercepted the phone number for her and replied by text message: "I'm asleep, I'll talk about it tomorrow if I have something to do."

After sending the text message, he turned off the phone directly. Looking at the dark screen, a fierce and evil smile appeared on the man's evil face, as if he was very satisfied with his masterpiece.

Ye Tianhao on the other end of the phone was stunned. After two beeps, he checked the text message "she" replied. Although she should have fallen asleep at this point, he still felt puzzled.

I called again, and a mechanized prompt sound came: "The phone you called has been turned off..."

Ye Tianhao frowned, as if he was worried. He dialed another string of phone numbers, and a man's voice came from the other end: "Nightclub, are you looking for me?"

"Where are hers?"

Needless to say, the other party also knew who Ye Tianhao was referring to, and replied respectfully: "Go back to the nightclub, I am preparing to report to you. After 1:00 noon today, Rong Jue took Miss An to Hailin.

island."

"Hailin Island? Where do they do?"

"It seems to be a trip. There is a fireworks conference there tonight. Rong Jue booked a villa in the hotel, and it seemed like he wanted to stay for one night."

Ye Tianhao was so angry that he gritted his teeth: "Damn it? Why didn't you report to me earlier?!"

"Because you are on a business trip today, I heard that there are several meetings to be held, so I..."

Before the man finished speaking, Ye Tianhao hung up the phone. He didn't need to guess what was going on. Rong Jue must have investigated his travel plan in advance, so he quietly took Wen Nuan to Hailin Island.

That man is indeed cunning...

Ye Tianhao's lip line was pursed in just a few seconds, and after a few seconds, he made a "boom" sound, and his clenched fist hit the transparent glass curtain hard, causing the glass to make a horrifying clang.

Hearing the noise in the office, the secretary came in from the door, and Ye Tianhao had already withdrawn his fist, his face tense tightly, and turned around and ordered.

"Subscribe me to the air tickets tomorrow morning, and I'm going to rush back to City C."

The secretary was startled, "Nightclub, are you going to return home early? Wouldn't you still have to have an interview with the president of bbm company tomorrow?"

"Cancel!"

"Uh?" The secretary was stunned again.

"I fucking told you to cancel!" Ye Tianhao finally got angry.

The secretary withdrew in panic, and Ye Tianhao's figure standing in front of the glass curtain seemed extremely lonely and cold.

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It’s already deep in the night on Hailing Island.

Rong Jue had not yet slept, so he quietly went out and asked the hotel manager to come to the medicine box, disinfect the warm soles with alcohol, and carefully checked that there was no residue in the wound, then he carefully applied medicine and bandaged her.

gauze.

In a daze, Wen Nuan felt the numbness and itchiness on her feet as if someone touched her. She rubbed her temples and gradually woke up. With sleepy eyes, she saw the handsome and evil face of the man, who was burying her head and rubbing her carefully.

Her feet.

She was shocked, subconsciously retracted her feet, but was caught by Rong Jue. He warned in a low voice: "Don't move, there's the last process."

She was stunned, and then she realized that Rong Jue was helping her with medicine to bandage the wound.

His movements were very light and soft, as if he was afraid that he would hurt her a little heavier. He lifted her feet with his palms and blew air at the bottom of her soles from time to time.

Warm cheeks flushed and began to struggle again. He held her ankle again, looked at her with black eyes and said, "Don't worry, I've tried it a long time ago, you don't have athlete's foot."

"..." Hearing this, the warm face turned redder, his body couldn't help but tense, and even his toes became tense.

In order to relax her, he started a leg massage for her, gently pinched and pressed her. After a while, a numbness and itchy feeling spread from the soles of her feet throughout her body.

Her body gradually relaxed, and her feet were lightly placed in Rong Jue's big palm. He wrapped her ankles layer by layer with white gauze, worried that it would be too tight, so he tried to wrap it around for a few times and raised his eyes seriously.

He asked her: "Will this be tight?"

She nodded, and he took it apart, wrapped it up again, and asked again, "What about this? Would it be better?"

She nodded again and looked at him in a daze, like a dream.

I never imagined that they could still stay together so peacefully, just like two ordinary couples, he took care of her, she enjoyed his love, so beautiful that it made people fall into him.

In love.

Even though she knew it was a moth flying into the fire, she shouldn't have fallen into this love again and repeated the same mistake, but she still let herself fall deep, and she stared at Rong Jue's thick eyebrows, high nose bridge, and shimmering peach blossom eyes.

, beautiful thin lips, and perfect face.

At some point, he had bandaged the wound, and his fingers followed her feet to his calves, thighs, waist, shoulders, and then to her cheeks, drawing and rubbing along the outline of the ear.

He gently tweeted and watched, his warm head drooped lower and lower. At first, before watching the fireworks conference, she was dancing with him in the living room. She was still awake and knew that she would brake at critical moments.

Keep calm and rational as you should be.

At the moment, she drank some fruit wine and slept in a daze. She had lost the ability to think in her mind. Not to mention resisting, she didn't even have the consciousness to hide. Unconsciously, she was actually surrounded by Rong Jue's neck.

superior.

The moment he wrapped around him, his black eyes were slightly dim, and then he kissed him overwhelmed. The kiss suddenly came again and again, and Wen Nuan was stunned by the snail.

The man's arms are very strong, and the desire that had been accumulated for a long time was finally liberated. At this moment, it was naturally crazy. The warm chest cavity could not expand due to the tightening of his arms, and his breathing became difficult.

He tossed and turned his lips to the point of pain. His arrogant tongue rushed in and carefully brushed every corner, his upper lip, lower lip, and even the thin slits between the lips and teeth were swept through.

Finally, the wandering tongue stopped on her lilac tongue and began to tease her heavily.

He wanted to swallow her, his warm head buzzed and blank. His hot hands were walking on her soft and undulating body. The warmth was rubbed like shrimp steamed from a steamer, and his whole body was tide and hot.

Her body was also trembling slightly, bearing his love and caress. His touch made her tremble and spasm, and layers of tiny particles appeared on her skin, covering her limbs.

The restlessness that I thought I had already felt calm was easily attracted by Rong Jue at this moment, and it quickly rose to an uncontrollable level. This passion was not a whim, but a counterattack over time, which made people dizzy.

She climbed tightly on his back, leaned her body to cater to him, trying to stick to him closer.

The broad shoulders and backs within tentacles made her indulge in it. She loved this man, missed his kiss, missed his touch, missed the love between his fingers, and her fingers were also greedy on his back.

Moving upwards, gradually becoming wild.

In Rong Jue's view, this is an expression, an invitation, and even more confusing.

This kiss and gun went off fire, and he was about to burn out. He felt that he was on the verge of losing control. No, to be precise, he was actually just intentional and had no intention of suppressing himself. It's been so long, almost a whole year,

He had never hugged her. How could he bear it when this desire was finally realized?

The body became more powerful and hard, the warmth in the arms became weaker, and the chaotic breathing of each other urged the love~the flames rose rapidly~the rise.

Rong Juechi~ A hot breath sprayed on her cheeks. He followed her neck and shoulders, looking down at her curves. She was wearing a skirt that was easy to peel off, and was easily untied by him. The big palm came from the bottom.

Groping upwards, covering the warm softness with one hand.

She heard him suppressing heavy breathing, and her own breathing was rapid.

In the dark night, the surrounds the valley, the surging sunken wave, the warm tide is pouring her like a tornado, and she can't help it, let alone she is so willing to be attached at this time.

The chaotic hand was a little impatient, and he tore off her close-fitting clothing. His slender fingers carefully opened the tender petals. After finding that the hand was unexpectedly wet, he raised his thick eyebrows in surprise.

The confused and shimmering eyes looked at her equally confused water eyes. The heart-devouring and bone-eroding Gu Daimian was too strong, and his clone was full of swelling, extremely hot, and pierced her heart.

The tightness that had not been experienced for a long time was so painful that he could feel warm. He let out a hard time in his throat: "Um..."

He immediately buried his head covering her lips, preventing her from escaping. He was afraid that as he made a sound, she would wake up and start to resist him, so he kissed her lips at the right time.

Toss and twists and rubs~ torture.

The pain of cry turned into a slight reminder during tossing and turning.

He lifted her wounded leg and began to hit her again and again, buried deep inside her body every time. The warmth could not withstand his impact. Several times when he was about to reach the top, he slowly slowed down skillfully.

Nine deep and one shallow, with some tension and relaxation. This repeated, her whole body was sore like cramps and bones, and she was willing to give up.

Afterwards, she was exhausted and fell asleep. On the quiet night, she fell into a good dream with him beside her, and was temporarily isolated from reality.

In the beautiful dream, she turned over unconsciously. Rong Jue woke up immediately and reached out to gently pull the thin quilt for her.

She seemed to wake up slightly, hummed and leaned against him. He lowered his head to look for her lips and kissed her gently little by little.

My heart is quieter than this night.

During the time she left, he had fallen asleep on such nights, but he would always wake up, touch the empty space beside him, and wished he could slap himself in the face.

"warmth……"

He called her softly, and she responded vaguely, and in a blink of an eye, he breathed again. Rong Jue smiled gently in the darkness, rubbing her hair very gently. Is it a dream?

However, the pain in her body was telling her that everything that happened last night really happened, indeed, real, and undeniable facts.

Sober and return to reason, Wen Nuan realizes that she has made a big mistake - she did it with him last night.

What should I do? Is she crazy?! How could she make such a mistake?! It's so damn, she shouldn't have promised him to come to Hailin Island, she shouldn't have promised to go to the fireworks conference, and she shouldn't have drunk those fruit wines!

Undoubtedly, it was a mistake last night!
To be continued...