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Chapter 159: What is like and what is love?

To think that two people can be so close...

Ye Xiaoran moved her body awkwardly, her extremely sore legs made her take a breath, and she immediately did not dare to move.

And this action of hers had already woken up Ren Zhanyang who was hugging her.

He thought of the little woman in his arms who was emotional and happy because of him last night, and felt inexplicably satisfied. Then he thought of why they had such a fierce love last night...[

Gu Jingzhi?

As long as he doesn't want to let go, no one can take away his woman.

and……

From last night's affair, he could feel that this little woman who always acted indifferent had no feelings for him.

So what if she was dissatisfied with him, he would never let her go.

And what she meant to him was no longer as simple as a pillow.

Ren Zhanyang consciously felt the movement of the person in his arms. He didn't move. Ye Xiaoran thought he hadn't woken up yet - after all, she exercised so much last night, but she remembered that she finally fell asleep due to his violent exercise.

.

How long he had been doing this, she had no idea at all.

so……

It's understandable that he sleeps a little longer.

but……

She was very surprised about herself last night - wouldn't it be possible to do this kind of thing because they loved each other and would react and be happy? If so, could it be that she had... feelings for him?!

Isn’t it?!

How come she never noticed it herself? She didn’t know at all!!

Impossible right?!!!

But...what is liking and what is love?

After Ye Xiaoran was deeply shocked, he began to struggle with this issue.

When she became depressed, she forgot that she was still lying in someone's arms, and just kept twisting and moving there.

After a while, Ren Zhanyang's voice came from above her head: "What?" Maybe it was because last night was too intense, or maybe it was because she just woke up in the morning. Ren Zhanyang's voice was full of magnetism, as mellow and beautiful as the timbre of a cello.

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But it is a pity that Ye Xiaoran will not ignore the essential issue just because his voice is beautiful.

She raised her head and looked at Ren Zhanyang with troubled and painful eyes: "This... I can't say..."

There is really no way to say this...
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