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Fu Sinian was not polite to him, and he would not show mercy to him.

Seeing that "Fu Jinyan" dared to speak to him with such an attitude, Fu Sinian was not polite, and grabbed his back collar directly.

Chen Chen was lifted up.

"What are you doing!!" Chen Chen angrily called the man's name, "Fu Sinian!!"

Fu Sinian didn't bother to pay attention to him, and directly threw him outside the door, and the door closed with a "bang".

"Open the door! Open the door!!"

Chen Chen was so angry that he knocked on the door outside.

Fu Sinian ignored it, turned around and went back to the room, and closed the door of the master bedroom, completely blocking the sound of Chen Chen's knocking on the door.

He turned back to the bed and sat down on the side of the bed.

Mu Nian was wrapped in a quilt, lying on the bed so peacefully.

Fu Sinian walked over, put his arms around the back of her neck with one hand, and took off her coat with the other.

She was only wearing a white camisole and lace-embroidered leggings.

Under the warm wall lamp, her black hair was messily scattered on the side of the pillow, like beautiful seaweed. Under the shadow of the lamp, her fair and tender face exuded a luster like jade fat.

Very beautiful.

Beautiful... It made his heart tighten for a moment.

Fu Sinian has always been a person with a serious cleanliness obsession. He doesn't like anyone to step into his room at will, let alone his bed, which has always been a restricted area.

The maid cleans up, even if he accidentally touches it, he has to consciously replace the whole set.

But she was the only exception.

Fu Sinian lay on his side beside her with his head propped up, looking at her peaceful sleeping face.

I don't know how long...

Mu Nian suddenly turned sideways, snorted, and instinctively stretched out his hand to pull the clothes on his body.

Because of the alcohol, her body became hot.

Unknowingly, the clothes were lifted up to half the waist, and the suspenders slipped down to the shoulders unknowingly.

Mu Nian fell asleep, and suddenly woke up in a daze, rubbed his eyes with his hands instinctively, and slapped He Qian lazily.

"Hah--"

There was a hint of confusion and sleepiness in the delicate voice, and a light crimson rosiness on the fair and delicate face, pure and lustful, after yawning, those beautiful eyes were immediately fascinated by a thin layer of mist, There was a little tear.

Fu Sinian's eyes warmed slightly.

He has always been proud of his ability to control himself, and he has never been obsessed with anything or anyone.

But with such a tender and fresh woman lying beside him, he was a little...preoccupied.

"Where does it hurt?"

In the waning sleep, Mu Nian's drowsy brain, vaguely, a deep voice rang in his ears.

She made a soft sound and instinctively followed the voice.

This voice is low, but it makes people feel that they can't help but want to rely on it.

Mu Nian's eyes were half open, the alcohol hadn't metabolized yet, so her head was still dizzy, she couldn't see anything clearly, only a shadow was vaguely outlined in front of her eyes, she unconsciously raised her limp hand, Wrapping around the man's waist, he gently buried his small face in his chest, and fell asleep in a daze.

It should be an instinct.

Instinctively want to hold tight, instinctively want to be cared for.

Fu Sinian lowered his head, watching her snuggle into his arms so logically, with her small face rubbing against his chest, yawned, and closed her eyes again.