He collapsed weakly on the bed, watching her take off her clothes and lean over to kiss him, his heart trembling slightly.

Although he had disabled legs and did not fall in love with Xiaochun, no matter how he said, he was also a normal man with a strong spirit.

The woman in front of him took the initiative so that he almost lost his mind. He could only rely on his perseverance to defend the last line of defense.

"Xiaochun! Don't be stupid. Even if we did anything tonight, it won't change any results."

"Shh, then just do it, don't talk." She kissed his lips in confusion and gasped slightly.

The shadows of the trees are swaying, and a bright moon shines on the men and women embracing in the window. Such night is really tender and affectionate.

Murong Nuan stood barefoot on the balcony, holding a glass of red wine in her hand, looking up at the bright moon.

Tonight, Shangguan Yao did not go home.

The servant said that the driver came back to pick up some luggage and he would live outside recently.

He was angry.

But what's so angry about him? She should be angry, right?

Faced with Hathaway's death, he was indifferent and did not even impose any substantial punishment on Roy's scumbag, because he, like Roy, was also a man.
Chapter completed!