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After he finished speaking, he unlocked the car.

An Sheng opened the door. She got out of the car and ran into the building.

Ling Guansheng raised his left hand, put the cigarette into his mouth, took a puff and blew out the smoke ring.

He was trying to calm his anger.

After An Sheng got onto the elevator, she covered her ears with her hands. She crouched in the corner of the elevator.

When the elevator arrived, An Sheng took two deep breaths. Then she got up and got out of the elevator.

Since the key was taken by Kang Muzhi, she could only knock on the door.

After half a minute, Kang Muzhi opened the door.

He crossed his arms and leaned against the door as he joked, "Do you know how it feels to be locked outside?"

An Sheng was in no mood to pay attention to him. She just pushed the door open wider and entered the house.

She tossed her bag onto the sofa where the two of them could sit and sat down.

He then closed the door, walked over to her and sat down beside her. "What happened? Were you scolded?"

An Sheng frowned. "Can you calm down for a while?"

Kang Muzhi laughed hoarsely, "Do you find me too noisy?"

An Sheng looked at him, "Kang Muzhi, I don't have the mood to argue with you right now. Let me calm down. Please."

Kang Muzhi raised his eyebrows and stared at her for five seconds. Then, he stood up and went to the bathroom to take a bath.

An Sheng lay sideways on the small sofa.

Her brother was right. The things that she had experienced before, unless she lost her memories, how could she forget them?

She could not forget, not even after five years.

But because she couldn't forget, she wouldn't go back.

Since she couldn't return to the South City, and the people of the Kang Family couldn't accept her.

She ?? Where to go.

Did he really have to resist the opposition of the two elders and forcefully marry Kang Muzhi?

After thinking for a long time, she suddenly fell asleep.

When Kang Muzhi came out of the bathroom, he saw her curled up into a ball and lying on the sofa.

She is very much like... A frightened kitten.

In her dreams, she frowned deeply.

It was the expression she used to have when she was asleep, as he had noticed before.

He had always felt that this woman was a woman with a story, but he had never taken the initiative to ask.

Firstly, because if she didn't say anything, he would be asking for trouble.

Secondly, he also felt that since they were only lovers in the past, it wasn't appropriate for him to interfere.

But in fact, he had always been curious about what had happened to her.

He bent his body slightly and stroked her forehead twice.

She was frightened and held his hand. Suddenly, she sat up and shouted, "Don't touch me ??"

This cry of surprise also shocked Kang Muzhi.

When she saw that it was Kang Muzhi standing opposite her, she frowned in embarrassment.

He asked, "Have you had a nightmare?"

"Yes."

She let go of his fingers and looked at his pink towel, then at the slippers that were more than five yards too small on his feet.

She lowered her eyes and a trace of a smile even appeared on the corner of her lips.

He sat down beside her, kicked his slippers to the side, and muttered, "Your feet are too small. These shoes are very crowded."

She turned her head to look at him. "The way you looked just now, if I uploaded the photo to the internet, you would instantly become a celebrity."

"I'm already very famous," he said, drawing closer to her. "This way, I can't get any redder, so you can consider taking off my clothes and taking a picture."

An Sheng's face reddened as she rolled her eyes at him. This man really couldn't joke at all.

She got up.

He tugged her wrist. "Where are you going?"

"Wash your face and wake up."

He picked her up and said, "At this time, what are you still awake for? Go to sleep."

An Sheng quickly shouted, "I haven't taken off my makeup yet."

Seeing her flustered look, Kang Muzhi felt happy that he purposely made fun of her.

He carried her to the door of the washroom and put her down. "You take a bath. I'll wait for you."

"I'm not going to take a bath tonight," she said, shaking her head firmly. "I'm tired, so I'm going to sleep after washing my face."

She immediately squeezed into the bathroom to wash her face.

When she closed the door, she breathed.

How long was this man pla

ing to stay with her?

Thinking back to what Ling Guansheng had said downstairs, she leaned against the door and worry welled up in her heart again.

Now, how could she change the situation?

She stayed in the bathroom for nearly half an hour when there was a knock at the door.

At the door, Kang Muzhi asked, "Are you going to sleep in the bathroom today? Do you need me to prepare your pillow and bedding? "

She opened the door, gave him a look, and went into the bathroom.

He followed her in and lay down on the pillow before she reached the bed.

An Sheng looked at him lying there with his arms outspread. One of them occupied the entire bed and said unhappily, "This bed is mine."

"That's right, but you're mine. Come here."

An Sheng said in a low voice, "Kang Muzhi, what you're doing is a little boring."

"I've already decided to marry you. What, are you going to go back on your word?"

"Even if I have to get married, I want my parents' blessings."

"What effect do they have on our marriage by blessing or not blessing? Are you pla

ing to spend time with them in the future? "

An Sheng was speechless.

He said again, "No, right? "Since that's the case, who cares if they like you or not. People like my parents are very difficult to deal with."

An Sheng sat down on the edge of the bed. "It looks like your turtle hair's personality was inherited from your parents."

He got up quickly and pulled her into his arms.

"You're right," he said, turning to press her down.

An Sheng tilted her head and said, "We're not married yet."

"Woman, you're being unreasonable. It's not like I've never slept with you before."

"I just want to ask you a question." She looked back at him. "Is it appropriate for a divorced couple to still be doing this sort of thing together?"

"Don't use these restrictions on me."

"Because you know, what I said makes sense, so you said this is a restriction right?"

"An Sheng, can you not be pretentious? We are all adults, I have a need for it, don't you have it, do you dare to admit it, I serve you very comfortably every time. "

"You ??" This bastard! Did he really have to put on such a posture and say such words?

"There's nothing left to say?" He pinched her face sinisterly, "That proves that I'm right. Every time I hear your voice, I can confirm this point."

He smirked. "So, since it's something that both you and I benefit from, why do you have to stop me again and again?"

See his head come down.

An Sheng pressed both of her hands against his shoulders.

"That's right, I admit that your technique is very good."

She tried to make her voice sound calm. "You're right, we're both grown men and women, it's normal to have needs, so whether or not I'm married in the future, if I need anything, can't I just casually grab a man on the street and satisfy my needs?"

Kang Muzhi thought about it for a moment. She was being suppressed by another man ??

Anger came uninvited.

"You dare," he said angrily, sweeping her hand away and lowering his head to kiss her punitively on the lips.

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