Master Zhan, Calm Down!
Chapter 463

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463 He’s the best, the most capable

he reached out with his other arm and turned off the bedside lamp.

In an instant, only the sounds of their rapid breathing could be heard in the air. It was so intense that it was as if something was boiling and burning with the two’s emotions.

“Wife, stop pretending. You miss me, Yingluo.”

“Yingluo, get lost! I don’t want to!”

Sang Xia’s cheeks were flushed. Under the moonlight, after she had gradually gotten used to the darkness, she appeared so beautiful and attractive.

She had a cold and charming face, a delicate body, and porcelain-white skin.

“Wife, do you know what I’m doing now?”

a certain word was emphasized by his evil tone.

sang xia’s ears were burning. he did not need to say anything to guess it.

At the same time.

As soon as Rong Zhan said that, sang Xia was suddenly flipped over. She cried out in shock and was lifted up by the waist-!

He was finished.

It was too late.

She raised her neck and let out a miserable scream that echoed for a long time.

She was finished!

His body no longer belonged to her.

**

The shadows of the trees outside the villa rustled under the cold moonlight.

The night breeze was getting colder and colder.

The room was filled with a lingering charm.

There were two people inside, as if they had become one.

the woman had long surrendered.

It was filled with a charming smell.

Sang Xia’s eyes blurred.

at such a moment.

sang xia bit her lip hard, and her voice was still coming out of the corner of her lips. she squinted her eyes and looked at him, not sure if she was confused or awake.

Only sang Xia would know ...

She was awake, more awake than ever.

Therefore, her eyes were not blurred, but infatuated.

she really liked rong zhan in bed.

She could even say that Rong Zhan’s ruthlessness in bed had made her one of the reasons why she had to accept him.

......

She was going crazy.

Rong Zhan was madly engrossed in it and wanted to drown in it.

She did not know what was wrong with sang Xia.

She couldn’t accept his rudeness, but later on, she fell madly in love with him. However, she didn’t dare to, and she wouldn’t let Rong Zhan know.

He was just deliberately struggling at a certain stage.

In the end, he brought her a storm, making her feel like she was a small boat in the middle of a vast ocean. It was dangerous and scary.

Why was she afraid?

Because he was too ruthless.

He was afraid that he would be killed.

His voice was low and hoarse as he laughed evilly.

His wife’s reaction greatly satisfied his dignity, and Rong Zhan became even worse.

Sang Xia was on the verge of a mental breakdown.

The night was still long.

Rong Zhan hadn’t had meat for a long time, and he felt like he was going to make up for everything that had happened that night!

Sang Xia did not know why.

She didn’t seem like herself anymore, but it also seemed like her real self. She was so crazy that she would do anything to please Rong Zhan.

At that moment.

Sang Xia thought.

There would be no one else.

There would not be any other man who could do better than Rong Zhan.

He was the only one who could bring her all this.

as the passion gradually subsided, the two of them hugged each other tightly. the black, thin, soft blanket had already slid to the back of rong zhan’s waist, covering the alluring place below.

Sang Xia was almost exhausted. She looked like she had been bullied.

rong zhan kissed her forehead. it was wet and hot, and a little cold.

Sang Xia did not know why, or if it was her own illusion, but she felt that Rong Zhan was not right tonight, very wrong.

The two of them hugged each other without saying a word.

It was only when sang Xia started to feel tired and wanted to fall asleep that she heard Rong Zhan’s calm voice.

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