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"Mn, it is very beautiful. Furthermore, it seems to be a bit strange. With how good the craftsmanship is, I presume that they must be filled with treasures." Cen Jiawen's face did not change as she smiled.

"Of course," Cen Jiawen said as she slowly withdrew her gaze. She remembered the gun she saw that day and wanted to ask a lot of questions, but in the end, she didn't speak up when she saw the man's face.

However, to her surprise, Huo Runhan asked: "You really want to see?"

These words were flawless in every aspect. It belonged to her usual unrestrained and unrestrained character and appearance of a proud and unruly character.

Huo Runhan lowered his eyebrows, and suddenly laughed, Cen Jiawen's eyes never left his face, the intimate gesture of husband and wife, they were both secretly pondering about something.

After a long while, Huo Runhan suddenly kissed Miss Cen's red lips, and the gentleman then said gently, "If you want to, you can look."

"No need." Cen Jiawen rejected her immediately, without even thinking. She imitated someone's previous actions, to the point that the aura of a tyrant around her became even more vivid. After kissing her, she pushed Huo Runhan's body back like a queen, then turned and walked out the door.

"I just said, I'm not interested anymore."

Huo Runhan looked at her background, his eyes narrowing dangerously.

As soon as he turned on the computer, he immediately found some clues. Because this computer had a total of four systems, every time he turned it on, it would be replaced by a different system. Last time when he handled things, he used the C suit, but this time he turned it on to A suit.

Moreover, when he switched to the A System, he found some traces of browsing.

He immediately understood something, and took out the hidden camera inside the room. Sure enough, he saw Cen Jiawen's figure, and he also saw the scene of her in front of the box.

Huo Runhan frowned, because he never thought that Jia Wen would be able to open it, he could only say that she was lucky and came across an opportunity. Fortunately, the Goddess of Luck wouldn't be able to land forever, so she didn't have a way to deal with the rest.

He was clearly suspicious, yet he pretended not to know. Was it because this matter had nothing to do with him, so he didn't care about it at all?

But he didn't want her to know.

Cen Jiawen entered the bathroom, quickly took a bath, then laid on the bed and slept. She was annoyed and annoyed at the same time. The best way to solve this problem was obviously to dream on.

Otherwise, with her bad temper, it would be a scene that she couldn't get along with.

She turned off the bedside lamp. The room was dark, and her bright eyes looked out the window. She quickly closed them again.

After an unknown period of time, Huo Runhan's figure finally appeared in the bedroom, and Cen Jiawen had already fallen asleep. In the dark night, he stood there quietly with his back straight, staring at the girl who was sleeping on her side.

He kept repeating in his mind that he couldn't say it when Jia Wen was awake. If possible, he would even conceal it for the rest of his life.

In this life, the person he didn't want to deceive the most was her. Some things were not even mentioned, but his gentleness.

He took a deep breath. The usually dark and domineering man actually had a hint of sadness. He went to bed and lay behind Cen Jiawen, gently putting his arms around her waist.

Some said that this posture represented trust and reliance.

Cen Jiawen was sleeping soundly, in a daze, and felt something pressing on her body, making her feel a burst of cold and hot, as though she was in a double sky of ice and fire. She was extremely sleepy, so she reached out her hand to hit her. In the end, she didn't say anything and her hands and feet were controlled.

Her gloom.

"F * ck, who is it!" Her anger soared, and her strong temper of getting up was completely awakened.

Seeing that she had finally woken up, Huo Runhan did not care about her anger at the moment. When Miss Cen just woke up, she was angry and at a loss. She had been in a daze for a long time, and before she could think of anything, her body's most natural reaction had completely enveloped her.

Huo Runhan was not gentle in the slightest, it could even be said that he was cruel. His movements were heavy and ruthless, so painful that Cen Jiawen couldn't help but to scream out loud while clenching her teeth with all her might.

She glared at him while suppressing her desire to provoke him. What was this fellow doing in the middle of the night? The sky outside was slightly bright. She guessed that it should only be around 6PM.

Huo Runhan seemed to be unable to see, and completely ignored her gaze. His hot kiss fell all the way down, and his long neck was covered in strawberries. He kissed her breasts and her belly, wishing he could kiss her whole body. This way, he could be at ease.

She was his woman, his wife, the only goddess in his heart. The best love should be piety and faith.

Cen Jiawen tried his best to endure the pain. It was so painful that he could only bite his shoulder or leave a few red claw marks on the man's shoulder. The two of them had become like babies. Their feelings were deep and profound, as if they would never be separated from each other for all eternity.

Love is an extreme word. But for a man and woman deep in love, unable to extricate themselves, this was not only the union of the body, but also the mutual support of the soul.

… ….

A few minutes later, Huo Runhan hugged Cen Jiawen and let her lie on his body, both of their breaths were hurried, perspiration was plastered on their bodies, which made them very uncomfortable. Miss Cen moved, wanting to stand up, but he did not mind, and stubbornly wanted her to lean on him.

Cen Jiawen struggled a little, but he truly did not have much strength left in his body. She let out a light sneer, but the corner of her lips unconsciously lifted upwards.

Seeing that she was quiet, Huo Runhan's mood immediately improved. He looked at her without blinking, his hands moving across her delicate skin. He was really in love with her and was intoxicated by her scent, as well as the warmth she brought.

After a long time, he slowly stood up and softly entered the bathroom while carrying the woman who had once again fallen asleep. In the huge crystal bath, he carefully wiped every bit of her body, staring at her face, her everything with infatuation.

A soft sigh came from the air as he embraced Cen Jiawen in his arms, his sexy voice continuously muttering her name over and over again.

Huo Runhan had finally experienced those words. Carrying a person, it was as if he possessed the entire world.