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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.

Of course, she remembered that last night, under the effect of the medicine, she had personally torn off her clothes. Thinking of that scene, her body started to uncontrollably tremble. Trembling.

Lin Lang squinted his eyes, reached for the blanket, and swung it with a wave of his hand. The blanket landed on An Hao's body, covering her naked body.

An Hao was startled, then tightly grabbed onto the blanket, and tightly wrapped himself up, looking up, he saw Lin Lang. When she was naked and wearing her own clothes, she immediately looked away and pursed her lips. The petal did not speak.

"I know you didn't forget last night." Lin Lang carelessly said as he put on some clothes, "I'll give you time to digest this matter, but …"

As he spoke, he looked back at An Hao with an expression that had never been serious before. "Don't make me wait too long.

An Hao suddenly raised her head, and looked at him with a face full of terror: "What did you say?"

Lin Lang stood on the ground and unhurriedly zipped his shirt, then bent down and picked it up. He glanced at her and smiled, but didn't say anything.

That smile was full of mockery, as if he was saying that she was a fool.

An Hao was enraged, he shouted at the top of his lungs: "Lin Lang, who do you think you are? "It's just another night of sleep. Why do you want me to divorce you?"

She scoffed, "You don't think I'm your woman after sleeping with you more than once, do you? Don't you know I was drugged? "

Lin Lang's hand that was buttoning his shirt stopped moving. He looked up at her and did not say a word for a long while.

An Hao was a little guilty from his gaze, but she still stubbornly held her neck up and looked straight at him: "What, am I wrong?"

Lin Lang scoffed, "Could it be that you still haven't figured out who caused you to become delirious?"

An Hao's body stiffened and her breathing seemed to be stuck in her throat. In her mind, Chen Xiyang's face and the lollipop given to her by the mischievous girl surfaced in her mind.

"What are you waiting for without a divorce? Have he put you in someone else's bed again? "

Lin Lang said as he picked up his phone and called the front desk: "Room 4003, send a set of ladies' clothes over."

As he spoke, he reported An Hao's size to the inner section. Size of clothing.

During the entire conversation, An Hao sat on the bed in a daze. Even when Lin Lang was able to accurately point out her third encirclement, she did not let out a single emotion.

Lin Lang completely understood her feelings. Even if she revealed such emotions because of another man, who was also a scum, and caused his heart to feel extremely depressed and frustrated, he still controlled himself and did not say a single word more.

Soon enough, someone knocked on the door and the waiter brought a set of clothes for the ladies. Lin Lang took it and placed it next to An Hao, and looking at her small face, he patted her shoulders. Then, he turned around and walked towards the window, pulling the curtains that he had forgotten to pull last night.

Fortunately, there were mountains on the other side of the clubhouse, and no one could see inside. Otherwise, An Hao and her would have been able to put on a good show last night and give a good show at the Spring Palace.