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C1 What are you doing?

Late at night, it was unusually quiet.

Faan Hsing finally arrived in front of Wen Yiyan's room. She took a deep breath, put her hands together, and drew a cross in front of her chest before silently blessing herself.

No matter what, she must sleep with Wen Yiyan tonight!

She held the door handle tightly, slowly twisting it to the end, and pushed the door open to enter.

In the darkness, relying on her memory, she finally locked onto the target in front of her.

She nervously walked towards the bed placed in the south of the bedroom. Suddenly, her leg hit the corner of the table. Her face instantly distorted from the pain.

She was in pain, but she didn't say anything.

Right now, her mind was filled with Wen Yiyan.

Did Wen Yiyan hear that? If he heard her, how should she explain?

After thinking for a while, Faan Hsing once again found that she was really worrying too much. Wen Yiyan, who was on the bed, did not have any reaction at all.

Faan Hsing took a deep breath and encouraged herself to continue forward.

She avoided the desk like she was treading on thin ice, and once again approached the large bed. She finally touched the edge of the bed and her hands trembled in excitement.

She had to hold back her excitement!

However, Faan Hsing revealed a wretched smile.

In the past month, other than the day of the wedding, she had not been as close to Wen Yiyan as she was today.

In the darkness, Faan Hsing's eyes seemed to light up.

She took off the coat of her pajamas and casually threw it away. Then, she supported herself by the edge of the bed, lifted her legs, and slowly climbed up.

She carefully moved to Wen Yiyan's side on the bed. She was getting closer and closer to him. When there was only one fist position between the two of them, she lay on her side and faced him.

She felt the hot air coming from his nose, and her breathing quickened.

Her right hand returned to his cotton pajamas. She trembled and found the buttons, then untied them all.

Faan Hsing's fingers caressed his bouncy skin. Usually, he would look thin in his clothes, but she did not think that after he took off his clothes, he would have a lot of muscles.

The excited Faan Hsing's brain was now occupied by his abdominal muscles. She did not notice the slightly unstable breathing coming from above her head at all.

Faan Hsing swallowed her saliva and stared at his body. She only felt her mouth dry.

Suddenly, the lights were brightly lit.

Faan Hsing could not adapt and narrowed her eyes. Wen Yiyan, who was on the bed, saw Faan Hsing, who was only wearing thin and sexy pajamas.

When he was in the dark, he could not see her beautiful curves clearly, but now he could see her clearly.

He frowned. His dark and deep eyes stared at her emotionlessly. "What are you doing?"

She had wanted to play dead.

But now it seemed that she really had to die.

"It's nothing. I'm definitely not here to molest you!" She raised three fingers and made an oath, "I was just passing by. Although I'm in your bed now, I'm really just passing by."

Under his expressionless gaze, Faan Hsing became more and more guilty as she spoke, and her voice became softer and softer.

"Is that so?" His voice was low and cold as he asked.

"Yes!" Faan Hsing could not help but stutter as she answered and climbed out of bed.

She anxiously prepared to open the door and leave.

"Wait a moment."

She stopped in her tracks. She straightened her neck and stiffly turned around to look at him.

He picked up the coat of her black pajamas on the bed with two fingers and threw it to her with a cold expression.

Faan Hsing was embarrassed and angry.

She grabbed the coat and ran away with her head down.

Before she ran out, her head hit the door. She was in great pain, but she quickly ran out.

Wen Yiyan was speechless.

He smiled, but his smile disappeared in a flash.

A complicated emotion appeared in his dark eyes.

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