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The angelic smile on Zhong Yuqing's face was replaced by a sexy desire.

He was like a leopard lazily napping. He squinted his eyes and observed the beautiful little deer that was walking in front of him, but he didn't do anything.

Tang Xiao Ai seemed to have thought it through and was in a hurry to end this awkward situation. She put on her socks and pants very quickly as she didn't want to give Zhong Yuqing any time to admire her.

”Baby, come here.” Zhong Yuqing said with a bit of tension in his voice.

God allowed him to see pure angels infected with the scent of little devils, pure evil, naive seduction, bashful sexuality, men simply could not resist.

Tang Xiao Ai obediently walked over. She kept reminding herself not to cover up her body, not to make any actions that would be mocked by Zhong Daoqing. She continued to act as if she didn't feel anything. However, she couldn't do it at all. When Zhong Yuqing suddenly pressed her down on the bed, she was covered by the scent of a man as flowers blossomed on her body.

”You're not allowed to take similar photos in the future.” Zhong Yuqing only had enough time to say those words, yet the whole night was already filled with excitement.

Whenever such a situation arose, Tang Xiao Ai couldn't remember the exact feeling of her body. She could only feel the humiliation of being forced, as well as the fear of getting pregnant.

Contrary to the previous night, this time, Zhong Yuqing turned on all the lights. They shone brightly on the bashful and uneasy little wild cat … Oh, she should be a cute and docile little white rabbit pretending to be a wild cat. It made him simply go crazy as he gnawed at her body. No matter how weakly Tang Xiaomei protested, Zhong Yuqing's thin lips left traces of wanting to eat her, leaving traces of wanting to do so on her snow-white stomach. He walked all the way to the mysterious garden.

”Please don't leave any traces behind... I'll be there tomorrow... I have to wear a formal dress tomorrow … ” Tang Xiao Yi's pleading in a low voice could only arouse a man's desire to conquer the world. Furthermore, her extremely weak expression made it even more impossible for him to stop.

”It doesn't matter here... No one can see... ”Unless you don't wear your underpants and walk on the red carpet …”

Zhong Yuqing had used her own method again and again that night. It didn't matter if she could handle it or not, she had experienced the extreme charm of being fierce.

Tang Xiao Ai's tears dripped as she didn't know how to endure the long night.

Later on, she even hoped that Qin Jun would come back. Even if it was just a scene in front of her eyes, it would be better than such a terrifying demand and burn.

This was the first time she knew that a man's energy could be so plentiful, and Tang Xiao Ai was so tired that she fell into a deep slumber.

When she was woken up by Zhao, she thought she had had the same dream over and over again. She thought it was like a scene from a movie where her time was forever suspended on a certain day and then repeated itself over and over again.

”Xiao Ai, breakfast is ready. Hurry and get up to eat.” Little Zhao pulled open the heavy curtain as sunlight shone onto Tang Xiaoyi's face.

The only difference this morning was that Tang Xiao Ai did not sleep … She was even more tired than she had been the day before, so she couldn't make a sound.

”After dinner, we will prepare to go to the venue. The entertainment team has already squatted down and are preparing to record this grand event.” Little Zhao didn't realize that Tang Xiaoyi couldn't get out of bed, so she quickly prepared clothes for her and said.

”Little Zhao …” ”You have to help me buy medicine …” When Tang Xiao Ai said this, she discovered that her voice was hoarse and that each word seemed to have gone through countless hardships before escaping.

She had just woken up, but she wasn't confused. As soon as she opened her eyes, she made a decision. As long as she saw Little Zhao, regardless of whether or not Little Zhao would report it to Qin Jin Ning, she would ask Little Zhao to buy her some contraceptives.

”Oh my god, Little Love, are you sick?” Little Zhao was startled when he heard such a hoarse voice. He hastily rushed over and stretched out his hand to touch the still drowsy Tang Xiaoyi.

Was it a fever? Inflammation of the tonsils?