Shen Hanyu's gaze fell on Sang Qianqian, a little dazed, as if seeing an illusion.

All that flashed in my mind were all I had seen before. Sang Qian's long hair was loose, and the long purple veil skirt was removed, half covering her body.

The girl in front of her was also wearing a lavender off-the-shoulder dress, which was gentle and immortal, with her skin as white as snow and picturesque eyes.

He looked at Sang Qianqian fixedly, and looked straight at her.

Water drops dripped down Shen Hanyu's forehead, and his dark eyes seemed to be burning with dark clusters of flames, filled with a heart-pounding lust.

Sang Qian was slightly startled, "Shen Hanyu, you"

Before finishing a sentence, the person was already taken into his arms by Shen Hanyu, the back of his head was clasped by a big palm, and Shen Hanyu lowered his head and kissed it.

His breath was extremely hot, and his body was like a hot stove. He hugged her tightly and kissed her frantically.

Sang Qianqian was so dizzy that she was almost deprived of oxygen, almost suffocating.

Shen Hanyu suddenly picked her up, went into the bedroom on the first floor, and put her on the bed.

The kiss fell overwhelmingly again, Sang Qianqian was dizzy and her mind went blank.

It wasn't until his fingers penetrated into her clothes that the fire burned her skin, causing her to tremble violently, and she suddenly woke up.

She grabbed his hand hard, trying to stop his movements, her voice trembling, "Shen Hanyu, what's wrong with you?"

Shen Hanyu stared at her with his head lowered, his eyes flushed, and the boundless dark tide surging under his eyes.

"Qianqian." He called her name hoarsely, but his voice was very clear, "I want you."

At this moment, Sang Qianqian felt panic and fear.

Shen Hanyu tonight was obviously wrong.

In front of her, Shen Hanyu has always been cold and restrained, and even many times, he can clearly feel his forbearance and restraint.

The only time he lost control was the last time, when she refused him to send her off and insisted on getting into Rong Yi's car.

But it wasn't as terrifying as tonight, as if he had completely lost his mind.

He leaned over and kissed her again, down his neck.

Sang Qianqian trembled like a helpless leaf in the wind and rain.

"But I don't want to, I don't want to."

There was a cry in her voice, "Shen Hanyu, don't do this, I'm afraid."

He turned a deaf ear and continued to do evil.

Sang Qianqian finally couldn't help whimpering out. At this moment, Shen Hanyu was so unfamiliar as someone else, she was really scared.

It’s not that I don’t know that men and women will do that kind of thing, but it’s a matter of willingness and a matter of course.

But not as it is now, with a sense of compulsion.

In the silent night, the girl's sobbing seemed to be amplified infinitely, which was especially harsh.

Shen Hanyu's movements stopped a little, he stretched out his hand and stroked the girl's face, touching the cold tears on her face.

The coldness brought back his remaining sanity a little, and he became a little more awake.

Taking advantage of his daze, Sang Qianqian crawled to the end of the bed, shrinking into a ball, her eyes filled with tears, and she looked at him with a little bit of alertness and fear.

Shen Hanyu's thin lips were tightly pursed, his pupils darkened, and before the trace of reason disappeared, he turned and got out of bed without saying a word, and left.

Sang Qianqian let out a long breath, and finally relaxed a little from the nerves that were about to break.

When I finished my clothes and came out, I heard the sound of water again in the bathroom.

Accompanied by the sound of rushing water, there are also strange sounds, like hoarse, low breathing.

Sang Qianqian had just been too chaotic and panicked, but now he calmed down and thought back to Shen Hanyu's strangeness tonight, he felt like he had taken some powerful medicine.

But at the banquet, he knew everything was normal, he just ate something and drank a glass of wine brought by Xia Sitong.

Then, he sent Xia Sitong to the studio.

how could he

Sang Qianqian's eyes flickered slightly. Could it be that Xia Sitong did something good when he sent Xia Sitong to the studio?

She was still worried, hesitated for a moment, and walked outside the bathroom door: "Shen Hanyu, if you are particularly uncomfortable, I will take you to the hospital."

There was a moment of silence inside, "No need."

"Shen Hanyu, you"

Sang Qianqian wanted to ask him if he had taken that kind of medicine by mistake, but found it a little hard to tell.

While hesitating, Shen Hanyu's hoarse voice sounded in a low voice: "Qianqian, call me by my name again."

Sang Qian was slightly startled, and subconsciously said, "Shen Hanyu, are you really okay?"

How to ask for something weird.

In the bathroom, the hoarse breathing from before suddenly became bigger, and Sang Qian was puzzled.

Then, realized what Shen Hanyu might be doing.

Her cheeks blushed, "Shen Hanyu, why are you doing this?"

However, the next moment she realized that she had called his name again, she didn't dare to say anything, her face was hot, and she ran away a few steps.

Since he was a little more awake, Sang Qianqian didn't plan to leave, and wanted to ask what happened to Shen Hanyu, and whether it was Xia Sitong's fault.

I waited restlessly in the living room for a long time, and finally came the sound of footsteps behind me.

Sang Qianqian turned back and saw that Shen Hanyu had changed his clothes, his black shirt was buttoned to the top, his expression was cold, and he returned to his former cold and abstinence appearance.

It's as if he just came out of a long shower and didn't do anything at all just now.

But he was finally normal.

Sang Qianqian thought of the scene just now, her cheeks flushed slightly, and she coughed, "What did Xia Sitong do to you?"

Shen Hanyu took a deep look at her: "It's just what you see."

After a pause, he said, "There's something wrong with that glass of wine."

Sang Qianqian was so angry, "She is so filthy and shameless!"

It seemed that her intuition was right, every time Xia Sitong showed her kindness, she was absolutely uneasy and kind.

Although she knew that this person was not very good, Xia Sitong really refreshed her understanding of Shen Hanyu's ability to do such rude things!

Shen Hanyu stared at the girl's blushing face from anger, her throat was a little dry, and Gu Qiuwang, who was drowned by the cold water, rose faintly again.

He forced himself to look away from her, "It's too late. Just stay here tonight."

Sang Qianqian looked at the time, it was really late, but.

"You have a good rest, I'll take a taxi back by myself."

She got up to leave, but Shen Hanyu stopped her, "No."

He said lightly, "Don't worry, I didn't do anything to you just now, let alone now."

This is true.

Sang Qianqian didn't want to go into the bedroom on the first floor. She had a psychological shadow from Shen Hanyu's appearance just now.

I simply went up to the second floor, "I sleep on it, you are not allowed to come up."

Shen Hanyu slightly hooked his lips: "Okay."

Sang Qianqian had never been to the second floor before, but after walking around, she realized that there were many rooms on the second floor, and there were only two people who could sleep.

There is a bedroom that seems to be Shen Hanyu, simple and cold, with a proper abstinence.

Sang Qianqian didn't go in, she turned her head and went to the next room, at the end of the corridor.

When she came in and closed the door, she suddenly remembered.

This room seems to be what Rong Yan said, the room that hides Shen Hanyu's secret?

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