"Mm …" Her body was hot from the alcohol, but his kiss had a slight coolness to it, and his lips were cold as well. He touched her with such comfort that she couldn't help but wrap her arms around his neck and involuntarily cater to the gradually changing hot kiss.

"Yan Yan …"

He kissed her all the way down, landing on her cheek, on her chin. The thick scarf was anxiously ripped off by him, and then wrapped around her long hair that was covered in happiness. He hurriedly tried to remove it, but the entanglement only tightened, he was drunk, he only felt that his body was weak and couldn't exert even a little bit of strength, and seeing him so anxious that the tip of his nose was sweating, she only felt that it was fun.

"Yan Yan …"

As he looked at her, he caught her sneakily laughing expression. Shen Canghao couldn't help but twitch his brow and fiercely kiss her with his head lowered. "Bad thing, you're doing this on purpose …"

"Where did I …" She giggled and hugged him, rubbing his chest gently. "I want to go down and see the snow …"

"What snow!"

He glared at her. He had already undone the buttons on his long windbreaker, and his fingers were warm and soft. Separated by a thin layer of warm clothing, they brushed against her body …

"Ah Hao, Mom and Dad will see us soon. There's also Wei An and Warmth …"

Huaiyan started to feel shy. Their car was still in the garage, but they had not come out for such a long time. The steward might even come over after a while. If they were caught red-handed, wouldn't they lose their lives?

"So what if I see? I'm intimate with my own wife, it's not like I'm some other person …" What's there to be afraid of? "

He bent down, grabbed her wrists and pressed them to his sides. As he opened his mouth, he turned his face to kiss her, causing her to groan uncontrollably …

Hearing her voice, he couldn't help but chuckle. His eyes sparkled with a mischievous smile. "How about it? I know you want to …"

"Pei, who wants …"

Huaiyan was so embarrassed that she immediately started to struggle.

"Ai, let's not waste time. Will I still let her fly after cooking the duck?"

He was laughing extremely happily as the seat beneath him suddenly opened up. He suddenly felt a heavy force on his body. When she came to her senses from the dizziness, she found that he had stretched out his seat and was now pressing her down.

"Shen Canghao!"

Ye Zichen glared at him in annoyance. No matter how impatient he was, he was only a few steps away, why did he have to be in the car?

"I know you don't want to be here, but Yan Yan, don't forget about our little darling. If she was here, how would I get intimate with you?"

As he spoke, he obsessively kissed her, and for some reason, images appeared in her mind. She only felt the boiling blood in her body cooling down bit by bit, and those that he had hooked up with also cooled down.

She remembered that he had kissed her so tenderly and lovingly, and she wondered if they had been so intimately entangled in the car, and she remembered the apartment in which she had lived, the big bed in which she had lain with Shinzhiko, and how many times he had been with her.

And now, this man who passionately kissed her, this man who repeatedly said that he loved her, this man who wanted to take her for himself, how many scars had he left on his body?

She suddenly thought of something he had said a long time ago. He had never liked to use things that others used, and he was obsessed with cleanliness, but even now, every time they were about to break through the last line of defense due to their love for each other, she still felt that it was unacceptable. So it turned out that she was also a germaphobe.

She could not care less how many women he had had before, but she cared. After being with her, he had had other women. She couldn't get past her own defenses.

"What's wrong?"

He breathed heavily, and after a long kiss, he found that the woman in his arms had cooled down. Even the expression on her face was unreadable.

Huaiyan stretched out her hand to take his hand away from her robes. Closing her windbreaker, she did not look at him, only lightly saying, "I'm a little cold."

"How could that be? The heating is on so high." He wanted to hug her, but she lightly stopped him. "I'm tired. Can I have another day?"

"What's going on!?"

He lowered his voice as he felt a thump in his heart, and a faint sense of fear began to well up within him.

She smiled, and the blush on her face faded as it gradually turned pale. She played with the buttons on her windbreaker, as if she wanted to hide her expression.

"Tell me, what's wrong with you?"

He couldn't stand the gap between heaven and hell. He didn't know that she had just taken the initiative to kiss him, but now, she had changed her attitude.

"I don't like being in a car. I feel like I'm... "Very cheap."

She made up an excuse, pushed him away, sat up, buttoned up one by one, checked her hair in the mirror, and prepared to open the door.

"It's definitely not because of this!"

He grabbed her wrist and pulled her into his arms. "Did you forget what I said? "Don't hide anything from each other. I don't want to have any more misunderstandings with you. How am I not good enough? Tell me and I'll change."

"It's not that you're not good enough, but it's because of me. Ah Hao …" I can't get over it, I can't get past the barrier in my heart. "

Her tears immediately began to fall when she heard his words. She loved him, but so what?