[Reunion + running with the ball + extreme pulling + double strong workplace + cute baby assists]
In the dark and airtight elevator, he pressed her hard against the cold metal wall. His kiss was like a storm, plundering with the smell of blood: "Lin Xingwan, hide from me?" The whimper on her lips could not tell whether it was pain or sinking.
"Director Lin seems to be particularly sensitive to the word 'trust'?" On the conference table, his words were like knives, piercing the calm she was trying to maintain. Under the table, her nails dug into her palms.
In the carriage on a rainy night, he leaned closer, his breath burning her ears, and his fingertips brushing against her exposed skin: "An'an... Are you afraid of thunder?" Her blood faded instantly, and her whole body became cold.
In the dressing room, he bit her collarbone, leaving bloody tooth marks: "In the past five years... Have other men touched you like this?" She inhaled in pain and retorted: "Mr. Shen wants to inspect the goods? It's a pity... That his skills are not among the top three."
Under the steaming mist of the medicinal bath, he controlled her waist, forcing her to cling to the edge of hypoxia and gasp. When he came to the surface, he sneered: "Your body is honest." She panted provocatively: "Both... Mr. Shen has also made progress."
The door of the house was smashed loudly, and he screamed through the door panel: "Open the door! Is An An my son?!"
The secret she had guarded for five years collapsed. Facing his fiery kiss and cold threats, she floated up and down in the whirlpool of desire and old scars. When his blood-stained knuckles touched the scar on her abdomen, his voice was hoarse: "Is this knife... Reserved for me?" Her heart was cracked inch by inch.
The hatred is not gone, but the love is rekindled. This time, who will bow first?
