en couldn't figure out why he would be coming to "Night Charm" every night for the next few days just to listen to "Little Xie" sing.He didn't drink, only ordering a cup of fruit tea and several plate..."Help! Of course, save him! Come on! I'll take you to find Uncle!"

Qin Nianxia was so anxious that she wanted to get up.

Leng Yanchen pressed her back onto the bed, frowning and saying, "It's Mr. Mo's medicine!"

"What" Qin Nianxia panicked immediately, "It's over, it's over! If Mr. Mo had drugged her, only Mr. Mo would have the antidote! In that case, the only person who could be the antidote for her is Song Yunxi!"

"The antidote is you." Leng Yanchen said deeply.

Qin Nianxia was stunned for a moment, then she suddenly realized: "Could it be that man really thought I was 'Song Yunshi', so he gave me an injection!"

"Hmm…" Leng Yanchen responded sullenly, "Then they took away the one who was mistaken for your Song Yunxi. Their purpose is to threaten me."

After she understood, Qin Nianxia met Cold Yanchen's pair of scorching black eyes.

The next second, she wrapped her arms around his waist, closed her eyes, lifted her head, and kissed him without hesitation.

Leng Yanchen very cooperatively supported her head, while kissing her back, he unbuttoned one button after another on his shirt.

Clothes were thrown one by one onto the stool in front of the bed.

His muscular body, bearing the scars left by battles fought in gunfire and chaos, was perfectly exposed to the air.

"Nian'er, look at me!"

A domineering command made Qin Nianxia instinctively open her eyes.

What is visible is men everywhere, radiating an alluring aura of testosterone.

With a handsome face, a sexy Adam's apple, and bulging chest muscles...

He portrayed the man's sexiness and perfection to the fullest.

Qin Nianxia's eyes were wide with astonishment.

Leng Yanchen pressed her soft body into the bed full of rose petals.

A majestic eagle, soaring amidst the hills and valleys.

Qin Nianxia's heart pounded, a mixture of fear and panic seizing her. She instinctively took a step back.

He didn't force her, a warm breath on her cheek: "If you don't want to, I'd rather die than touch you."

It was just a moment of inner struggle, Qin Nianxia kissed him on the lips again.

In the embrace of their kiss, his large hands began to unbutton her clothes...

After the storm and the heavy rain, the second day dawned bright and sunny.

Morning sunlight streamed into the room, draped in red sheer curtains. One ray after another stimulated Qin Nianxia's drowsy eyes.

Opening his eyes, Leng Yanchen's handsome face was crystal clear.

He slept very soundly.

Last night's madness drained all his energy.

Qin Nianxia lightly moved his arm away from her waist, carefully getting out of bed and putting on her clothes. She almost fell to the ground because her legs were so sore.

She struggled into her shoes, gritting her teeth against the ache in every muscle, and stepped out the door with a weariness that weighed her down.

This kind of hotel is usually near a pharmacy.

With a heavy heart, she entered the pharmacy. Before she could even speak, the pharmacist, seeing the hickey on her neck, turned and handed her a box of emergency contraception.

Qin Nianxia also casually took a bottle of mineral water and, a little awkwardly, took out her phone to split the bill.

Before she even reached the drugstore, she took the medicine and then threw both the box and bottle into the trash.

Pretending nothing had happened, she returned to the room and saw that Leng Yanchen was still asleep. She went to the bathroom and turned on the shower.

When the water fell, she took off her clothes and wept silently.

She willingly saved him, but she could never truly be happy.

The hurdle she had always secretly harbored deep within her heart, she had never truly mustered the courage to leap over.

With a whoosh.

The bathroom door was suddenly pushed open.

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