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This dinner was like chewing on wax.

An Shuang had to bite the bullet to eat it, because Mo Eversnow's gaze had been fixed on her the entire time.

It sounded like a warning, an angry roar, a threat, but at the same time, an unwillingness!

He hurriedly put down his chopsticks and left the dining room as if he was fleeing for his princess's room after saying, "I'm full."

His heart was thumping hard, as if it was going to jump out of his throat. She had never seen that kind of expression on Mo Eversnow's face before. It was a naked threat, as if he wanted to eat her.

But why should she be afraid?

On the first day he entered, he had told her that Ye Feng was her husband. He could kiss her, touch her, and hug her. She also could not resist, much less have any complaints.

They didn't kiss me or me, just hugged me like old friends. What's wrong with that?

She thought that the man would come and find fault with her, but time passed bit by bit. It was almost 11 o'clock and it was very quiet outside.

He heaved a sigh of relief. It seemed that he had worried too much.

An Qian let down her guard and went to the washroom to clean up her fatigue. She prepared to return to the master bedroom to rest.

He opened the door and went to the master bedroom, feeling surprised.

Weird, why are the lights off? She clearly remembered that when she left, she did not turn off the lights.

All of a sudden, a person's shadow passed through the darkness.

"Ah, ah!" An Qian screamed in fear.

The figure was tall and towering, with broad shoulders and a narrow waist. His chest was hot and sexy, and his iron arms were sturdy and powerful. He held An Qian horizontally and quickly walked onto the round princess bed. With a wave of his hands, An Qian's body was lifted into the air, then fell back onto the pink lace bed.

"Let me go, who are you?" An Shuang was so pressured by him that even his breathing became ragged.

"What do you think, eh?" When the man's charming and sexy voice rang out, An Qian immediately stopped struggling.

Ink... Ye Han? Was it Mo Ye Han?

"You … How did you... "Ugh!"

Before he could finish his sentence, he was blocked by the man's thin lips.

He leaned against her head and chewed his way through the lips that made him want to die.

An Qian was shocked, frightened, embarrassed, and annoyed … He only knew how to resist and struggle, and from time to time, the bottom of his throat would let out some broken moans.

What she didn't know was that her unconscious moaning had not only failed to stop the man's lust, but had also triggered his innate possessiveness and control.

He pierced through her with incomparable viciousness and questioned her in a low voice, "Who are you to?"

"Ah …" An Qian's entire body felt like it was going to spasm, so how could she answer his question?

"Answer me!" When the man saw that she couldn't take it, he even mischievously tried to smash her with force.

"Whose are you?"

"Yours! "Yours …"

"..." "Who am I?"

"Ah …" Mo Ye Han! "

"Who are you!"

"Mo Ye Han!" I... I am Mo Ye Han's man! "

"…"

The night in the city seemed endless. As An Qian cried until her voice turned hoarse from the surging waves of desire, the furious man did not let her go.

She didn't fall asleep until she was too tired to even move a finger.

The golden sunlight shone through the curtains that had not yet been closed. More than half of it fell onto the water pink round bed.

"Ah …" An Qian let out a shallow groan as he opened his sleepy eyes.

The only thing he could feel was the pain of his bones being torn apart. The crazy scene from last night slowly crawled into his mind.

"Damn it." She smacked her forehead.

Tian Sha, what did she do!? He had been living behind his husband's back with his brother-in-law all night long!

When An Qian came downstairs, the Mo brothers were already waiting.

As soon as he entered, he saw the two brothers sitting in their seats. The sumptuous breakfast table did not show any signs of having been touched.

She was stunned as to what was going on. Thus, he sneaked a peek at Mo Ye Han and found that his complexion had returned to normal, no different from how it was in the past.

But last night, they clearly …

He was able to be thick-skinned and not take it seriously, but An Qian was a girl after all, so she was still a bit shy in her heart. She lowered her head and walked to her seat before carefully sitting down.

"Qian Chao, we are all waiting for you to have breakfast together." The wind of the ink night was still that big boy with the warm and sunny smile.

"En, I'm sorry, I came late today." From beginning to end, An Shuang felt that he had been wronged by the night wind.

After all, she had betrayed her husband!

After the breakfast was finished, Mo Yefeng, led by a servant, prepared to go to school.

"Big Brother Feng, I'll go with you." An Shuang said.

"Alright, let's go together." Mo Yefeng smiled.

"No." Mo Ye said coldly.

"Why?" This time, it was An Qian and Mo Yefeng who asked at the same time.

Just as the words left her mouth, she regretted it. As expected, she saw Mo Yelan's extremely gloomy face once again.

"Um, Brother Feng, why don't you go first? Maybe Second Young Master has something to talk to me about."

Mo Yefeng was somewhat dissatisfied, so he said, "Big Brother, you can go first. I really have something that I need to say." When he said this, his expression had already returned to normal.

Hearing this, Mo Yefeng could only nod his head and leave Clear Water Garden with the driver.

In the large living room, the servants all went to do their own business.

An Qian braced herself and asked, "You …" What's the matter? "

"Follow me." Mo Eversnow cast a cold glance at her, turned around, and walked up the stairs.

An Shuang hesitated. Could it be that he was going to … Pah pah pah! What are you thinking? Can you not be so dirty with your thoughts?

In the cloakroom upstairs, Mo Eversnow handed a delicate gift box to her, "This is for you."

A gift? Apologize? However, he didn't look like the type of person who would coax girls.

"Open." Mo Ye Han ordered in a low voice.

"Oh." An Qian fearfully nodded her head and opened the box.

It turned out to be a light colored evening dress, this time without any accessories. When she saw the clothes, her eyes lit up.

It wasn't that she was surprised at how exquisite the design was, but that the clothes and the 'Meteor Butterfly' were too perfect for each other.

An Shuang was completely dumbfounded.

"Take this and match it to a 'Meteor Butterfly'." Mo Ye Han said lightly.

Actually, he didn't say that in order to find this set of clothes, he had searched through almost all the top designers in the world and kicked out this sky-high feather evening dress overnight.