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She stared at Song Qiting with wide eyes, but she was too close, to the point where she couldn't even see a single eyelash on his face.

She quietly felt Song Qiting's kiss, his kiss was extremely gentle and light as a feather. She seemed to have felt his caution, that kind of whole-hearted protection, and it made Tang Zhen think that he was imagining things.

For a moment, she had actually forgotten to push Song Qiting away. His kiss still continued, rolling between her lips. His broad palm gently caressed her back, afraid that it would hurt when it touched her wound.

It wasn't hard for her to think that Song Qiting was treating her as Yu Yifei again, because only when he was treating her as someone else, whether it was his nightmare or warm movements, all became extremely gentle. Tang Zhen's eyes had unknowingly turned red;

However, there was not even a hint of alcohol on his body, causing Tang Zhen's heart to feel as if it was being stabbed by a blade. She didn't understand how she could still feel such pain in her heart even though she clearly didn't love Song Qiting anymore.

"Song Qiting, who do you think I am?"

Tang Zhen fiercely swallowed down the bitterness in her throat. The grievance that was held in as though she was being torn apart was unbearable for her.

She looked at the ceiling with tears in her eyes. She tried her best to hold back the tears in her eyes because of this last bit of stubbornness.

After hearing what she said, Song Qiting could not help but be startled, he slowly stood up and looked at her with his eyes. He felt his heart being grabbed, after knowing Tang Zhen for so many years, it was the first time he saw her so injured.

He stooped down and kissed her. Her eyes were full of tears.

Her tears were painful, just like the bitterness in Tang Zhen's heart. Tang Zhen. "

Song Qiting's slightly hoarse voice suddenly spoke, as if he was replying to her question.

Tang Zhen laughed coldly. No matter if it was the truth or lies, she chose to believe it.

She slowly closed her eyes and climbed onto Song Qiting's neck with her free arm. She wanted to indulge herself tonight, even if she said that she had no backbone and that she did not know any shame.

He didn't care about their identities at all, and he didn't care if they were in love with each other or not. At this moment, they were just Song Qiting and Tang Zhen, two men and women who needed each other …

Tang Zhen's initiative was enough to make Song Qiting's blood boil, his mesmerized and detached eyes giving off an enchanting aura, his captivating red lips making Song Qiting unable to endure it any longer. He leaned over, his lips rubbed together, and two scorching hot auras spread back and forth between their noses.

Song Qiting's large hands continued to caress her body, and in an instant, a warmth that he had never felt before, suddenly appeared …

The air suddenly exploded with a thick and ambiguous aura, the embarrassing scene caused even the air to be forced to take a few steps back.

The room was beautiful and gentle …

The next day.

The sunlight was very good, it warm shone onto everyone and Tang Zhen was awoken by this great sun light. The glare of it caused her to be unable to open her eyes, she reached out her hand to cover the sunlight, and only when her eyes started to soften, did she slightly move her palm.

Her eyes swept across her arm as she looked at the clothes on her body in shock. Everything that happened last night was like a movie, spinning continuously in her mind. Tang Zhen subconsciously thought that he was dreaming, but the faint pain in his lower body reminded her that everything that had happened last night was real.

Without needing to guess, it was obvious that the clothes on her body were also worn by Song Qiting for her. Her originally somewhat pale face instantly flushed red like a red apple, and her face became abnormally hot, like lava from a volcano eruption.

If Song Qiting saw her bashful expression right now, he would definitely not be able to resist the throbbing in his heart. He would hug her tightly and would never let her leave.

But only Tang Zhen knew that last night's warmth was only an accident. Moreover, things had already developed to this point, even if Song Qiting came over to tell her that he loved her now.

She probably wouldn't believe it either.

Tang Zhen sat on the sickbed, shook his head hard, and cleared all the messy thoughts in his head, then walked into the bathroom to wash up.

The mirror on the washstand completely reflected her. She covered her pale face with one hand. Looking at her pale face, she couldn't help but feel a sense of unfamiliarity in her heart.

It was as if ever since she was married to Song Qiting, she had not looked at her appearance carefully. In her memories, she was still that silly student who wore a ponytail and school uniform and passed his days like a fool.

However, when he looked at himself, it was as if he had become a completely different person. He had matured to an unspeakable degree.

She couldn't help but sigh with a smile. As expected, time could change everything.

She quickly finished washing up. Just as she was about to wipe her face with a towel, she suddenly saw a faint red mark on her neck. She immediately opened her collar.

With a 'shua' sound, her face was terrifyingly red.

"Tang Zhen... Tang Zhen... "

Outside the bathroom, Xu Miaomiao's urgent shout came. Tang Zhen hurriedly buttoned his neck tightly, causing those embarrassing scenes to be exposed, to the point where Xu Miaomiao couldn't detect any unusual aura.

She looked at herself in the mirror and felt that everything was fine. She then walked out.

"Enormous."

Tang Zhen shouted as she came out of the bathroom. She didn't know why but she felt a little guilty facing Xu Miaomiao.

"Why did you stay in the bathroom so long without touching your arm?" Xu Miaomiao concernedly circled Tang Zhen once. Only after seeing that nothing had happened to Tang Zhen, did she feel a lot more at ease, and when her gaze turned to Tang Zhen once more, she couldn't help but frown. She sized Tang Zhen up from head to toe, and felt that today was really strange.

"You … Why are you looking at me like that? "

Tang Zhen's heart tightened. The Xu Miaomiao she was afraid of really saw through something, and couldn't help but stutter; even her gaze towards Xu Miaomiao couldn't help but hide.

"Why is your face so red?" Xu Miaomiao finally found out what was wrong with Tang Zhen, but the straightforward Xu Miaomiao naturally did not think of anything else. She hurriedly touched Tang Zhen's forehead, "You have a fever? "I'll go and shout now."

Hearing her heartless words, Tang Zhen's heart tensed up, and he immediately heaved a sigh of relief. She held onto Xu Miaomiao with one hand, and said helplessly, "Miao Miao Miao, I am fine, maybe... Maybe the bathroom is too stuffy, so I'm blushing. I just need some air. "

As she spoke, she could not help but be glad that Xu Miaomiao was so careless, and did not notice anything.

"Really? Are you sure you're all right? " Xu Miaomiao asked again.