The clouds and mists have dispersed, and everyone knows that I love you.

Shi Rong was caught in the act and was speechless.

After trying for a long time, she was unable to break free from the man's stubborn control, so she simply gave up.

"Brother An Yan, do you know? If you keep holding me like this, I'm going to die."

"Pfft~"

Miao Man couldn't help but lower her head and looked at her toes, laughing to herself.

"what?"

When the man heard this, he thought, how can this be possible?

He hurriedly let go of the little woman in his arms and scratched his head shyly.

He is about 183 cm tall and weighs about 152 catties. He has broad shoulders, a narrow waist, round hips and long legs.

His muscles are well-developed and graceful. He wears a gray-green haute couture suit, a black shirt and a tie of the same color, which makes him look burly and his posture is as strong as a pine tree.

She has a head of thick black short hair, which is styled into a fireworks perm and combed in an exquisite and novel way, without a single hair out of place.

A rare and handsome face that can score at least 95 points, with sword-like eyebrows and bright eyes, clear contours, a nose like a hanging gall bladder, lips like painted fat, a refreshing and handsome expression, and gentle and elegant.

He is Qu Anyan, the beloved son of Qu Fengnian from the Qu family in Dongcheng.

He is 27 years old, unmarried, has a steady girlfriend, and it is said that they are getting married soon.

At the same time, he is also one of the few good brothers around Shi Yang. The two have been playing together since childhood, and his relationship with Shi Rong is naturally very familiar and close.

The degree of his doting on Shi Rong is almost the same as that on Shi Yang. In short, in his eyes, Shi Rong is the most important girl next door, and he just needs to spoil her.

"Wow~ Such long legs! Great! You're getting prettier and prettier! No wonder Shi Yang watches you so closely every day, even asking him to drink and you won't come out."

Qu Anyan welcomed Shi Rong into the house, put one hand on her slender waist, and hugged her tightly as if he was afraid that she would be scared.

As it turned out, the environment inside was, just as Shi Rong had said, almost like a haunted house.

This is an unfinished house with an area of ​​about 180 square meters, original cement walls and brick and stone floors. The whole house has only a set of leather sofas, a Lantian jade coffee table, five or six mahogany chairs, and a simple iron table.

Blood stains from different people splattered on the walls and the floor, intertwined and had long since solidified and dried. On the iron table were various refreshing torture instruments.

Without exception, they were all stained with the scarlet marks of having been used recently. These two things alone were enough to give this empty room a bloody, eerie, and cruel atmosphere.

Huo Zhao had just glanced around when beads of sweat broke out on his fair forehead.

But in order to overcome his fear of such places from the bottom of his heart, he chose to stay where he was without hesitation.

"Isn't it easy for you to find my brother to drink?"

Shi Rong gave Qu Anyan who was beside him a pleasant smile.

"Just tell him. If he doesn't go, I'll beat him up."

"Hahaha!"

Qu Anyan was amused by the little woman's rare arrogance, and his laughter was melodious and lingering.

"Our little Rong'er has really grown up! Even when your brother is angry, he can't bear to touch you. If you really want to hit him, he will hit you."

Tsk!

When Shi Rong heard this, he immediately became unhappy.

What words is this?

"That's because you didn't see him hit me. It hurts."

"Hahaha…"

Qu Anyan raised his hand and touched her head lovingly.

"Silly boy, how could your brother bear to really hit you? At most, he was just trying to scare you. But..."

Qu Anyan looked her up and down, a meaningful smile appearing on his thin lips.

"I'm not interested in whether your brother can come out and drink with me. On the contrary, I'm very interested in your beautiful legs."

what?

As soon as these words were spoken, Shi Rong immediately raised his hands to protect his upper body, and quickly escaped from his hot embrace. He hid far away, staring at him with lingering fear.

"Brother An Yan, you're a civil engineering architect, not a human body designer. Why are you interested in my legs? Are you going to cut them off? Just like you usually torture people..."

Seeing this, Qu Anyan was speechless on the spot. He couldn't help but twitch his lips. He took two steps forward, pulled her back, and hugged her in his arms again.

"Ying Shirong, no wonder your brother is always angry with you. You're so clueless, aren't you? Why would I cut your leg? If I dare to touch you, your brother will fight me to the death! Where would I get the courage from?"

Qu Anyan put his arms around her slender waist, lowered his eyes, and looked at her picturesque little face with interest.

Shi Rong didn't understand.

"Even if that's the case, what does it have to do with me?"

Qu Anyan smiled and used his big, bony hand to trace the almost perfect lines of her legs.

"Do you know what kind of posture is more suitable for a man to use with your slender legs?"

posture?

What posture?

Shi Rong touched the creamy chin with his smooth and delicate little hand and shook his head.

Qu Anyan laughed again.

"Avalokitesvara sitting on a lotus."

???

Shi Rong was stunned and still didn't understand.

"What does 'Guanyin Sitting on the Lotus' mean?"

Qu Anyan rolled his eyes and was completely speechless.

"My dear sister, you don't even know what 'Avalokitesvara Sitting on the Lotus' is?"

Shi Rong was stunned again. Is this strange?

She has never even heard of such new words, right?

Then, she turned around and looked at Miao Man who was behind her as usual for help. Seeing that she also shook her head, indicating that she didn't know, Shi Rong turned and looked at Lan Chuan again.

The latter coughed awkwardly twice, walked up to her, and whispered something in her ear, but no one knew what he said.

In short, Shi Rong's face turned red for no reason, and the expression on her face looked even more speechless than Qu Anyan.

After holding it in for a long time, she was so angry that she couldn't say a word, and finally...

"Get out of here."

"Hahahaha!"

Qu Anyan teased the beauty and burst into laughter, feeling in a good mood.

She couldn't understand the words, but Huo Jiuzhou, Shi Yang and others who were watching the show on the other side understood the meaning of Qu Anyan's words in an instant.

Oh shit!

Not to mention, considering Shi Rong's incomparable pair of slender and beautiful legs, she is really suitable for this posture.

Especially on the sofa... or in the car... that feeling can be so comfortable, so cool, right?

Depend on!

Thinking of this, several men scored again and covered their crotches again.

What the hell…I can’t think about it anymore.

After the laughter and joking, Shi Rong and Qu Anyan got back to the topic.

"how is he?"

Qu Anyan placed her on a relatively clean sofa, took out a bottle of traditional white wine brewed from Yinglongtang, poured two cups and gave them to her.

Knowing who he was asking about, he clinked glasses with her and told her the truth.

"He's almost done. According to your idea, I used all the props I could on hand to treat him."

"For more than a month, I came here every day after get off work at Qu's Group, rain or shine. He's not dead yet, but I think he's not far from there."