How should she thank him? Before Xia Ning could react to this question, she felt her body become lighter and he lifted her up in his arms, walking towards the stairs.

The door to the room was pushed open. He placed her on the bed and immediately pressed himself on top of her.

Sometimes, women didn’t need too many words to prove themselves. They only needed to use their actions to tell her that she was in his heart.

The sound of the metal zipper was particularly clear in the quiet night. The clothes fell to the floor. He gently held her face and kissed her cheek, careful and gentle.

People only know how precious it is to have something when they lose it. When she wasn’t by his side, he missed her like crazy, but for the sake of his so-called pride, he would not put down his dignity to look for her. In the end, he would still torture himself.

Xia Ning looked up at the pitch-black ceiling and felt his gentle kisses from her forehead to her cheeks, then to the corners of her lips, then to her neck, all the way down to her neck. She felt a tingling sensation in her heart.

This feeling was very familiar. It had been a long time since he last felt it, but he also missed it.

Women all liked to be cared for by men. They clearly distinguished between sex and love. If there was no love, even the most extreme sex would only bring temporary pleasure, and it would not be able to penetrate deep into the soul.

When she first saw him at her house last year, she felt a sense of danger. His appearance would make her become the same as before, desperate for that so-called simple love.

However, could people from families like theirs have that kind of ordinary life?

As it turned out, it wasn’t easy.

When she had already given up, he had actually appeared in front of her again. Was this fate giving her a chance to choose again?

She didn’t know what she would choose, but at this moment, she didn’t want to think about it.

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Xia Ning reached out and hugged her broad and lean back. She closed her eyes and felt the touch and … Love that he had given her!

The temperature in the room rose steadily. The man’s low growl and the woman’s delicate voice interweaved together to form the world’s most moving music.

The nights in June weren’t too hot. A breeze blew through the window curtains and into the room, cooling the temperature in the room.

In the dark room, it was silent, and only the sound of breathing could be heard.

On the big bed, two figures were tightly hugging each other.

He cupped her face in his hands and looked at her in his arms with tears in the corners of her eyes.

This was what she had shed for herself when she was excited. Whether it was a man’s possessiveness or emotions, she was satisfied.

It wasn’t until this moment that he felt that he truly had her.

He kissed her cheek, bit by bit, inch by inch. It was good as long as she was by his side. He could try his best to ignore the things that happened in the past.

In the Zheng family’s Villa, it was late at night. On the balcony, Zheng Ziming was leaning against the railing with a glass of red wine in his hand. The rich and alluring aroma of the wine spread to his nose, but he did not have the urge to drink it.

He had held this glass of wine for the entire night but could not drink it down, not just because there was no one here to drink with him.

Just like that, he personally pushed her into that man’s embrace once again. Love was truly a wondrous thing. It could make one go crazy. Some people would use all means to obtain love, while some people would want to protect her because of love, as long as she was happy.

In fact, no matter how despicable or pious she was, she could not escape the fact that she did not love him!

Then, what was the point of having more means? He just wanted to see her smile. That was his wish.