Mr. Rong, please stay. Miss Sang doesn't want to be a widow.

Rong Zhi's expression remained unchanged, and he spoke in a restrained and forbearing tone, "Take a good look, who am I?"

Sang Yuwan tilted her head, her eyebrows curved, a little playful, "Poor behavior. A scumbag."

The corners of Rong Zhi's lips twitched slightly, "Heh."

"A-choo..." Sang Yuwan couldn't help but sneeze due to the interweaving of cold and heat.

Rong Zhi's brows sank, and he kicked the seat in front of him, "Turn up the temperature."

"Yes." The man in black responded and immediately raised the temperature in the car to 30 degrees.

Xian Si in the front row was sweating so much that he had to take off his coat.

Sang Yuwan's cheeks were flushed and a thin layer of sweat appeared on her forehead.

"So hot……"

The joy fades away and slowly flows in the blood.

Fresh and slightly stimulating.

Romantic and slightly mysterious.

It unfolds slowly, like the most touching moment in love.

Warm and welcoming.

People who are immersed in it.

It's greed.

It is also enjoyable.

Rong Zhi was holding a tissue and ready to take action when Sang Yuwan suddenly hooked her arms around his neck.

The hot breath made Rong Zhi's heart tighten.

The air in the back seat was filled with ambiguity and heat.

Rong Zhi suppressed the terrifying thoughts in his heart and whispered, "Don't move."

Sang Yuwan, who had completely lost his mind, had no idea what kind of "danger" he was facing.

Her slender fingers were weak and boneless as she tugged at the soaked collar of her skirt while she mumbled softly.

"Minglang, why is the air conditioner on so high?"

Seeing this, Rong Zhi pulled off her coat, trying to cool her down.

The heat dissipated slightly, and Sang Yuwan narrowed her eyes slightly, "You are..."

Rong Zhi's downcast eyes were filled with love and desire. His thin lips lifted slightly, and his voice suddenly became hoarse. "Who am I?"

Sang Yuwan's eyes were filled with sparkling stars. She stared at that handsome face for a few seconds, then suddenly frowned, "My mortal enemy..."

Rong Zhi was slightly stunned.

As the medicine took effect, a hint of temptation appeared in Sang Yuwan's eyes, and her beautiful face became even more alluring.

Rong Zhi took a deep breath and asked her again, "Who am I?"

Sang Yuwan put her hands on his neck and whispered her red lips to his ear, "You are Rong Zhi..."

At the end, she added vaguely, "You are my husband."

Rong Zhi pulled up a smile and put his arms around her slender waist.

He raised his foot and kicked the front seat again, "Drive into the garage, and get out of the car."

The man in black said calmly, "Yes."

Xian Si was extremely nervous and wanted to say something when Rong Zhi's voice reached her ears again.

"Assistant Ji, remember your identity and don't cross the line."

A reminder and also a warning.

Xian Si gritted his teeth, pressed his fingertips hard against his palm, and whispered, "The same goes for the Second Master."

The man in black tilted his head to look at her and raised his eyebrows.

Most people thought that she was just a small assistant, and it was really courageous for her to speak to the Second Master in such a way.

Rong Zhi's face darkened a little, and just as he was about to lecture him, his cold lips suddenly blocked his mouth.

Heartbeats intertwined.

Breathing becomes heavier.

Hormones are running rampant.

Sang Yuwan explored carefully, and the sound coming from her throat was heart-wrenching.

Xiansi in the front row felt like sitting on pins and needles, extremely anxious.

The man in black drove the car into the villa garage.

The tormented Xiansi hurriedly unbuckled her seatbelt before the car came to a complete stop. After the car was turned off, she immediately opened the door.

Standing by the car, he glanced at the back seat, his face flushed.

The man in black got out of the car, glanced at her, and asked coldly, "Are you not leaving yet?"

Xiansi's chest heaved, his head aching. He opened his mouth, but no sound came out.

The man in black added, "Wouldn't it be impolite to observe it live?"

The blunt words were like thunder exploding in Xiansi's ears, and her heart was pounding wildly. She lowered her head and walked away quickly.

The garage door slowly closed.

Rong Zhi kicked open the back door, lowered his eyes, and whispered something into Sang Yuwan's ear.

"to beat."

Sang Yuwan's face flushed, her breath burning. Her eyes were like blooming crabapple blossoms, a sky full of stars, "Rong Zhi..."

A low and tender voice.

Rong Zhi's breath was disordered.

Two minutes later.

He carried her out of the elevator and quickly walked into the bedroom on the third floor.

boom--

The bedroom door slammed shut.

Rong Zhi put Sang Yuwan down and then took off his coat.

Sang Yuwan looked at him dazedly, with a smile on her lips.

Every frown and smile stirs the strings of desire.

Rong Zhi leaned forward and gritted his teeth, "Sang Yuwan, you provoked me, don't regret it."

The low and hoarse voice was filled with an addictive temptation.

In a trance, Sang Yuwan's last bit of rationality was suddenly swallowed up by the unbridled tide of emotions.

He brightened his rosy eyes and blinked.

"I will never regret..."

Rong Zhi could no longer restrain himself, lowered his head and kissed her neck.

"Well……"

The wind blew the curtains, and time seemed to freeze, leaving only the silhouette of the wind and the gauze curtains dancing together.

Sang Yuwan suddenly shouted.

"Second brother..."

Rong Zhi's heart was shocked, his face darkened, and his eyes were filled with turmoil.

The "second brother" she mentioned.

The second young master of the Ming family, Ming Zhan.

She and he were childhood sweethearts.

If she hadn't drunk the glass of juice Mingmei handed her six years ago.

Perhaps, she would not marry Bo Xingzhi.

Rong Zhi bit her ear, his low and hoarse voice suppressing his anger.

"Sang Yuwan, who am I?"

The woman beneath him seemed half awake, her long eyelashes trembling. "Who are you?"

Rong Zhi lowered his eyes to look at her, his brows furrowed, "Open your eyes wide and take a good look."

Sang Yuwan's passion had not yet subsided. She placed her hands on his slender waist, her eyes twinkling with stars, "You are my husband..."

Rong Zhi's heart was pounding.

My vision began to blur, and the world around me seemed to be shrouded in a layer of light mist. All sounds were drowned out by the deafening beating of my heart, giving me the illusion of being isolated from the world.

The wind, gentle and unrestrained, quietly passed through every corner of the room.

The curtains swayed gently, sometimes slowly stretching out, sometimes quickly gathering together.

Time stands still, and the scene is warm and romantic.

-

Time passed minute by minute, and Xian Si, who was waiting outside the villa, became anxious.

She looked up from time to time and looked towards the third floor.

Two hours passed and Rong Zhi still hadn't come downstairs.

Even if you haven't experienced love yet, you know what the situation is now.

It's probably out of control.

She bit her lower lip, her throat burning with anxiety.

The man in black came over and handed her a bottle of mineral water. "There's no point in being anxious. The Second Master won't be coming down for a while."

Xian Si frowned, unscrewed the bottle cap, and took two gulps of water.

The man in black pulled a pack of cigarettes from his coat pocket, took out a cigarette, and prepared to light it. He paused, tilted his head, and asked her, "Do you mind?"

Xian Si frowned and said, "If you want to smoke, go over there."

The man in black raised his eyebrows slightly and put the cigarette back into the cigarette box. "How many years have you been with the lady?"

Xian Si's eyes were red with anxiety, and she had no intention of chatting with him. She pursed her lips tightly and said nothing.

The man in black raised his lip corners. "When the enemy comes, we will fight them; when the water comes, we will block it with earth. If the master is not anxious, there is no point in you being anxious."

Xiansi's expression froze.

drop--

A black Rolls-Royce drove towards them.

Xian Si saw the license plate clearly and turned pale with fright.