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Lin Lang's heart suddenly shook. He could feel the uneasiness in An Hao's body. He stared at her pair of eyes that still had a trace of clarity and softly asked: ”Do you know who I am?”

His voice was low and husky, concealing a desire that had been constantly suppressed. ”Yes.”

An Xin's misty gaze fell on his face. She stared unblinkingly at him. The man had a handsome face, red lips, and a stern expression. She had a straight nose and a pair of beautiful peach blossom eyes.

An Hao looked at the pair of eyes that seemed to be bewitched by her, and was unable to shift her gaze away. She struggled to free her hand, and as Lin Lang looked into her eyes, it was unknown when he loosened his grip, allowing her to successfully extend her arm.

His slender fingers stroked the air gently. Touching his eyebrows, Lin Lang's heart fiercely shook, and subconsciously narrowed his eyes, allowing her to stroke them bit by bit. Touch.

”Who am I?”

He heard An Hao say anxiously. Breathing heavily, he saw her raise the corner of her lips, and she replied with an extremely soft voice, ”…” Lin Lang, you are Lin Lang. ”

Lin Lang felt his body trembling. He tried his best to restrain himself as he said hoarsely, ”Since you know that I am Lin Lang, are you willing?”

An Hao didn't say anything else. She lifted her head and kissed him on the lips, telling him everything through her actions.

Lin Lang's body stiffened for a moment, then he lost control of himself and reached out to hug her tightly.

”An Hao, remember this, after this, I won't let you escape. From now on, you will only be my, Lin Lang's, woman.”

The morning sun shone through the bright glass windows into the room, shining on the messy bed.

The man on the bed was sleeping soundly, his long, firm arms tightly hugging the woman in his embrace. He was afraid that if he tried to relax, she would disappear without a trace.

Every now and then, her body would twitch and she would let out painful, incoherent words. Whenever that happened, the man would pat her on the shoulder to calm her down, but he would not open his eyes. It was clear that this was a subconscious action on his part.

An Hao slowly opened her eyes. She couldn't react for a long time to where she was and what had happened. Why did she feel pain all over her body that seemed like it was about to fall apart?

She tried to move, but she soon discovered that she was imprisoned in his embrace. His scent was somewhat familiar. She smiled and raised her head to look at his face. ”Xi …”

The face in front of her was something she was familiar with, but not the one she thought she was seeing. The mind that was previously blank suddenly opened up the valve of memory, and what happened last night was like a movie playback.

She suddenly pushed away the man who was hugging her and kept moving around like a bed. Her eyes widened in fear as she shook her head, clearly not believing what she had just seen.

”And you don't remember anything?”

The man opened his eyes, revealing clear and bright peach blossom eyes, with no traces of having slept at all. When An Hao saw these eyes, his heart skipped a beat, and all the blood in his body immediately became cold, as though he had fallen into an ice cave.

Seeing her terrified expression, Lin Lang squinted his eyes, his hands subconsciously clenching into fists, his face however was calm. He laughed lightly, and lazily propped himself up against the bedside, his lips curled into a smile as he said indifferently: ”It doesn't matter if you forget it, I will make you remember it bit by bit.”

As he spoke, his gaze landed on her body and the smile on his lips became more and more sinister. An Hao could not help but shiver, and only now did he realize that he was not wearing a single strand of clothes, so she instinctively hugged his body and searched around for her clothes. However, very quickly, her expression dimmed, and a trace of despair appeared in her eyes.