Secret Service Baby I President Daddy You Devil

【360 Secret】

After the words were spoken, there was another affectionate but irresistible kiss. Ye Ran's cold tongue greedily asked for it between An Yi's lips and teeth. His hands locked her waist tightly, as if he wanted to crush her into bones.

With all your strength.

An Yi's lips and tongue were tightly sealed, but he still forcefully pried them open and broke in, hooking the tip of her tongue and plundering it wantonly.

His lips and teeth were cold, and even his breathing was slightly cold.

How many times had An Yi hugged him and kissed him in the hope of warming him up, but every time it was in vain, and how many times at night when he hugged her from behind, he was awakened alive.

She once asked him about his body temperature, and he only said that it had been like this since he was fifteen years old. He had done many examinations and found that he was free of illness and pain. It was normal, but his body temperature was just lower than ordinary people.

After all these years, he seemed to be colder than before.

He kissed her, but she didn't close her eyes. She opened them and kept looking at Ye Ran, looking at his fair and bloodless cheek so close to her that even the scar lines could be seen so clearly.

With his skills and abilities, this scar could be removed, but he still kept it.

An Yi retreated, and he also left her lips. When he saw her looking directly at him, he smiled, "You are used to seeing all kinds of injuries. This small scar can't scare you, right?

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A small scar——

From the eyes to the corner of the mouth, no one would regard such a long scar as a minor injury, let alone such a beautiful face with no faults to be found, it is even more terrifying and extremely sad.

Aware of his own thoughts and seeing that he was looking at him in a trance, An Yi took a big step back, anger suddenly flashed in his eyes, and turned around to leave.

He raised his arms in time to put his arms around her waist and bring her close to him, with a confused look on his face, "I only kissed you and didn't do anything inappropriate. Don't be so angry."

An Yi gritted his teeth, "Don't get so close to me!"

She was angry with herself! Now that things had happened, she actually felt sorry for Ye Ran's face. It was obvious that she had scratched it herself!

He smiled and changed the subject, "Baby, come to my room. I want to hold you to sleep tonight."

An Yi said without hesitation, "Refuse."

"Rejection is invalid." He raised his brows slightly and said in a relaxed tone, "There are secrets in my room. I thought you might be interested."

An Yi clasped his hands and looked up at him, his eyebrows wary.

secret?

About him, or about Diderot?

"Ask me again, baby, will you sleep with me tonight?" He raised his chin and grinned, "Don't worry, I won't do anything tonight. We will have plenty of time in the future, so there is no rush."

Since Ye Ran said such words, it meant that he was fully confident that he could lock her up and prevent her from escaping.

So, even if she knows his so-called secret, it doesn't matter.

An Yi thought for a moment, opened his hand, turned around and took a long step towards Yeran's master bedroom on the second floor——

After several years of hard work in the Nangong family, how could she still be as dissatisfied as before? No matter whether she can escape or not, she must understand what she wants to find out!

Ye Ran looked at her opened hand and smiled silently at her back.

She is always like this, gentle on the surface, but resolute and stubborn on the inside. Although her temperament is usually calm and non-controversial, she likes to be unexpected and hide murderous intentions.

Tonight, it is actually very hard to hold her to sleep. After all, her boxing and kicking skills are also on the stage. She can kill people. It is really nerve-wracking to hold her while guarding her.

But ever since he decided to imprison her that year, he had already made a decision for himself——

No matter what, you can't let yourself die in An Yi's hands.

If he dies, she will definitely cry.

In this life, the last thing he wanted to see Ye Ran was An Yi's tears.

◆qian◇mo◆mo◆◆◇Original first release◇◆

The layout of Yeran's room is very simple, because it is so monotonous and pure white. If you don't look carefully, you can't even tell where the tables, chairs and beds are. An Yi walked to the chair, opened the cup on the coffee table, and found that the cup was clean and white.

When I picked it up, it was stamped with my own fingerprints.

He loves cleanliness, but has no mysophobia. Even if he had a liking for clean white in the past, he has never been so obsessed with turning a room into such a cold color.

Yeran closed the door and explained aloud, "If you're not used to it, I'll ask someone to change the decoration another day."

"Whatever happens here has nothing to do with me." An Yi was accustomed to being indifferent to him. He poured a glass of water to his lips and swallowed it carefully. His eyes began to look around carefully, looking for the so-called secret.

Ye Ran noticed her cat-like keen eyes, walked to the chair next to her and sat down, smiling: "Why bother to search so hard? If you want to know something, just ask me?"

"Will you get the answer I want if I ask you?"

"When have I ever lied to you?"

When An Yi heard this, many sarcastic words accumulated in his chest, but when he thought about it carefully, he had not lied to her, indeed.

In the meantime, after finishing the cup of tea, Yeran poured another cup for her and handed it to her, "Are you still thirsty?"

Looking at his hand holding the cup, An Yi hesitated for a moment, took the tea he offered, sat down next to him, looked at the thick tea and began to ask: "You said you don't know what the effect of that medicine is?

But it was you who injected it yourself. Tell me, who did Diderot target?"

He leaned against the coffee table and sat lazily, holding his chin and looking out the window at the dark night sky. He said in a low voice: "Although I said I can tell you everything, at least this is important information. If you want it, baby, at least get it."

You have to exchange things, right?"

An Yi squeezed the hand that held the tea cup, "Yeran, don't forget that before you came here, you said you wouldn't do anything to me tonight."

"I didn't say I was going to do anything erotic." He turned around from his chair and stretched out his arms to her, "Just take the initiative to hug me."

An Yi opened her mouth to refuse, but then heard him say: "It will take three days to get sick. Honey, you have already wasted a whole day."

Pupils tightened, An Yi put down the cup, stood up and walked quickly to him, bent down and hugged him before letting go within two seconds, with a look of disgust on his face.

"Does this count as a hug? I haven't had time to close my arms yet!" Ye Ran shook his head dissatisfied, and suddenly smiled with a row of white teeth, "How about you hold me and ask questions, and I will answer as long as you hold me, how about that?"

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(Next update at 7:30 ^_^)