He Hanzhu felt that she was suddenly awakened by her own question.

She didn't answer him, and was still silent, but took a little hurriedly and took a slight step back, then reached out again and tried to turn on the lights.

He grabbed her hand again and brought it back, not letting go this time. Then he bowed his head and easily caught her mouth.

In the darkness, the four lips meet.

He kissed her.

At first, the man's kiss was gentle, and he only touched her gently with his mouth, with the smell of temptation, as if he was afraid of shocking her again. But soon, when he realized that she was retreating, his kiss became firm.

He took her lips, tossed and sucked, and replaced his extremely poor words with his silent kiss, and expressed to her all the thoughts and thoughts he had accumulated for her during the days when he could not see her.

In the man's arms, under his gentle and firm kiss, she stopped struggling.

Without making a sound, the night made the man's senses extremely sensitive. The pores in his body relaxed, clearly capturing the subtle changes of the girl in his arms. Her soft body, her breathing more and more rapidly, her skin becoming hot, and her chest that seemed to be hiding a dove flapping wings, was the rhythm of her heartbeat.

Everything, this response from her silent but honest body, gave him incredible encouragement and great courage.

He and her tongue were wrapped around. After a while, when he finally heard a faint sound of anticipation overflowing from her throat, his blood veins opened and his heart ignited.

He let go of her mouth, gasped, and hugged her already soft body in his arms, and walked upstairs quickly. He didn't see a black shadow in front of the handrail of the stairs. It was a shelf with porcelain bottles. He walked too fast and kicked over the bottle rack. He ignored it, and hugged her in the sound of shattering porcelain behind him, and walked up the stairs quickly.

He carried her into the bedroom, walked towards the vague bed shadow, and approached, and placed the girl whose arms were wrapped around his neck on the bed.

In the hall downstairs, the clock hand walked slowly from 8 o'clock in the evening to 10 o'clock in the middle of the night.

The man finally felt a little satisfied.

The girl in her arms was sweating, her back was facing him, her face pressing against his arms, curled up and did not move, as if she was asleep.

He didn't dare to wake her up, so he kissed her lovingly towards her sweaty back. He groped with his hands, found the clothes he took off, grabbed them, wiped her sweat, and then hugged her again, letting her back fit into his arms.

Finally, he let her pillow with one arm, and his other arm wrapped around her waist from behind, hugged her, and slept with her.

Finally, she returned to her arms, really.

He closed his eyes, and a feeling of great fatigue after his heart was satisfied slowly attacked him.

He is really too tired.

Over the past few months, he has been accompanied by artillery fire, gunfire, scorched earth, and blood. After the war, he almost had no rest, and then he only carried the warship on his way of revenge that he might not return.

By luck, God finally saved his life and allowed him to survive. He came back. Then, before the tensed strings could relax, they rushed north again.

Until now, at this moment, he finally relaxed completely.

He hugged her and fell asleep.

Su Xuezhi closed her eyes and quietly listened to the long and steady breathing of the man behind her. After listening for a long time, she opened her eyes, moved his arm that was still holding her in her sleep, and crawled out of his arms.

The man must be extremely tired. He slept very hard and didn't realize it.

She covered him with a quilt, put on her clothes, and walked out of the room silently.

It's midnight.

It has been more than three hours since my boss and Xiao Su went in, but I haven't seen him yet.

Ding Chunshan sat in the car and looked in the direction of the house again.

The doors and windows were pitch black and there was no light.

He felt that his boss and Xiao Su would not come out again tonight.

It seems that there is no need for me to wait any longer.

They probably won't go back to the city.

Go to bed if you should go to bed.

As for what the boss and Xiao Su are doing inside now...

never mind.

This is not what he should have doubted. Although he had already begun to doubt it.

He didn't dare to think too much, although he even saw that strange scene...

Two men can have a hug to express intimacy and a warm hug to meet again after a long time.

But, they had already crossed the bridge and were still holding hands!

What does this mean?

Is it true as I guessed before?

Ding Chunshan was completely desperate.

He didn't plan to go in and find an empty room to sleep. He was afraid that if he encountered something he shouldn't see or heard something he shouldn't hear.

In the second half of the night, I gathered with Lu Er, who was guarding the door, and just took a break.

He made up his mind and finally got out of the car, but he couldn't help but turn his head and look in the direction of the house. At this time, he unexpectedly saw the door of the hall opening and a figure came out from inside.

He Hanzhu slept very deeply. When he finally woke up after he had enough sleep, his consciousness remained at the moment before he fell asleep last night.

He closed his eyes, moved his fingers slightly, and subconsciously touched the people around him.

The tentacles are empty.

He paused his hand, slowly opened his eyes, turned his face, and found that the pillow was empty.

She is gone.

He Hanzhu woke up completely. He swung and sat up, and found that it was already dawn and the curtains could not block the light outside, so he came in.

"Snow comes!"

At first he thought she was in the bathroom and screamed. He didn't hear a response. He quickly lifted the quilt, got out of the bed, pulled his pants, put them on, walked to the bathroom naked and pushed open the door.

She is not here.

He began to feel uneasy, but immediately thought that if he was not in the room, he should be downstairs.

Maybe she woke up early and saw that he was still asleep and didn't want to wake him up, so she went down first and waited for him below?

Thinking of this, he found the remaining clothes he had, hurriedly put on, opened the door, ran out of the bedroom, and walked down the stairs.

The living room was empty, too.

The sun shines in through several large windows facing south, reflecting the eyes brightly.

He Hanzhu made a big stride, crossed the pile of porcelain bottle fragments that were broken on the ground by him last night, and found the kitchen and the remaining rooms. He began to panic.

Finally, he strode out of the living room and called Ding Chunshan outside.

But even Ding Chunshan disappeared, and all the cars disappeared.

Lu Er was busy pruning the tree on the other end of the courtyard. He Hanzhu called him, but his ears were on his back, but he didn't respond. He Hanzhu came behind him and shouted again. Then Lu Er turned his head and saw him, wiped his sweat, and smiled: "Mr. He, are you up?"

"Where has Xiao Su gone?"

"I don't want the peach tree?"

Lu Er felt distressed and looked at the peach trees he had worked hard to maintain in confusion, and argued uneasyly: "Mr. He, the peach trees will bear fruit next year. Now they are cut down, but unfortunately—"

He Hanzhu was depressed, raised his voice and shouted: "I asked, where did Xiao Su go? Not a peach tree! Xiao Su who came with me last night! And Ding Chunshan! Where are the people!"

Only then did Lu Er hear it clearly, and he said oh, relieved.

"Xiao Su, I left in the middle of the night last night. It was Director Ding who drove it..."

At this time, the phone ringtone came out of the living room. He Hanzhu left Lu Er and ran back, grabbed the microphone.

The phone call was from Ding Chunshan, who explained to him why he was not here. He said that after sending Xiao Su back to the city last night, he came back. Unexpectedly, the car tires broke as soon as he left the city. There was no spare tire in the car at that time and could not drive anymore, so he had to throw it off. He spent the night in the city. This morning, he had contacted the repair shop people. He was afraid that he would be in a hurry, so he called him first and asked him to wait. He would arrive within half an hour.

"When was Xiao Su leaving last night? Why did she leave suddenly? Is there something wrong?"

He Hanzhu interrupted Ding Chunshan and asked.

Ding Chunshan was stunned.

He thought his boss knew that Xiao Su had left last night.

At that time, he saw Xiao Su walking out of the house and asked himself to send him back to the city. He smiled and looked calm. Ding Chunshan felt that Xiao Su should have just finished talking with his boss and left alone.

He was relieved at that time and secretly regretted the thoughts that shouldn't have appeared in his mind.

It turns out that I was wrong again?

Seeing this, Commander He didn’t know about Xiao Su’s departure last night?

He hesitated: "About 11 o'clock in the middle of the night, I took him back to the hotel where he was staying, near the Jingshi Hospital. As for why he left, Xiao Su didn't tell me, and I didn't ask."

"Where is she now?"

\"I don't know much about this...\"

"When she left last night, why didn't you call me?"

Is your boss's tone blaming yourself?

Ding Chunshan was speechless:...
To be continued...