Chapter 68 The Woman Who Rescued Shen Xiuran
All of a sudden, the clear aura belonging to Shen Xiuran swept towards Song Anhao overwhelmingly.

Nostrils are filled with his breath
Song Anhao's heartbeat accelerated and her breathing became heavier.

"You, what are you doing?"

Shen Xiuran buried her face into Song Anhao's neck, and the warm breath blew on her sensitive skin, causing her to shiver.

"Accompany me!"

His voice, which was so low that there were no emotional ups and downs, sounded indescribably ambiguous.

Song Anhao's whole body was tense, her heart was beating like a drum, as if it was going to jump out of her throat at any moment, and her nervous palms were sweating.

"Okay, I'll accompany you! But, can you stop talking to my neck, it's itchy!"

It was like being scratched by a cat, and it was unbearable.

Shen Xiuran acted as if he didn't hear, and deliberately rubbed the tip of his nose against her neck.

"Hate!"

Song Anhao's face was flushed, she shrank her neck, and her face was full of shyness.

under the light.

Her lips are rosy, her small nose bridge is straight, her long and curly eyelashes are arranged like a small fan, casting a gentle shadow under her eyes, her forehead is clean, and her hairline is neat.

The facial features look good separately, but together they look even better.

Shen Xiuran couldn't help grabbing her jaw, turned her small face, and kissed her delicate red lips.

His kisses became more and more aggressive, almost wanting to swallow her whole, even stinging at giving her room to breathe.The arms around her waist tightened more and more, as if they wanted to rub her into his body and become a part of him from then on.

Song Anhao was taken aback.

She was kissed by Shen Xiuran again?
asshole!

Kiss him every time without her consent.

Song An was so angry that he beat his chest with his small hands resistingly, but he didn't dare to use force for fear of hurting him again.

The small struggle catalyzed Shen Xiuran's enthusiasm, and deepened his desire to control her.

He pressed Song Anhao onto the bed, firmly controlled her, stared at her with burning eyes, as if he wanted to swallow her alive.

He couldn't breathe when he looked at it.

However, now is not the time.

They couldn't cross the line without figuring out what kind of mind-set he had toward her.

She hadn't forgotten that deep down in Shen Xiuran's heart was Xue Wanqing.

Thinking of this, Song Anhao pushed him away decisively.

Xu Shi didn't expect that she would push him away, Shen Xiuran didn't defend himself, and was easily pushed aside.

"You take a good rest, I'll get you a glass of water!" Saying that, she pulled back the clothes that Shen Xiuran had ripped off, lowered her head, and left the room as if fleeing for her life.

In the corridor, I happened to meet Jian Sling who came out of the room.

Seeing her blushing cheeks and shy eyes, Jian Sling guessed everything, showed a clear expression, and said with a smile: "Little sister-in-law, he hasn't recovered yet and needs to rest. No matter how anxious you are, you can't wait." We'll have to wait until he recovers! Right?"

It was as if Song An was so hungry that he threw Shen Xiuran to the ground.

The temperature on Song Anhao's face became even higher.

"If you dare to talk nonsense again, I'll tell Shen Xiuran to teach you a lesson!" As he spoke, he gave him a hard look, and went back to his room without looking back.

Looking at Song Anhao's tightly closed door, the smile on Jian Siling's mouth disappeared little by little, and his expression gradually became frozen.

Ugh!
Hope this time it's not a blank slate.

Song Anhao is the one who can save Shen Xiuran.

otherwise……

He couldn't imagine what the outcome would be.

(End of this chapter)

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