20 years ago.

Fu family villa.

The same thunder roared, and the dark and dense rainy night.

The seven-year-old boy leaned tightly on the bed, looking at the window washed by the rain, and tightly pursed his lips.

Because he was kidnapped on a thunderstorm night, he has an inexplicable shadow on this kind of weather.

Every time the thunder sounded, his little fist clenched tighter.

There was a hint of fear in the pure eyes.

In the past, his mother would come to accompany him in this kind of weather.

But now, Mom is suffering from severe depression.

Locking himself in the room all day, it is difficult to even eat and drink, and he can't take care of him at all.

On such a night again, he could only keep his eyes open and wait until dawn before falling asleep.

But this time, the door was opened from the outside.

"Tingchen, don't be afraid,"

A woman with a pale face and gentle expression walked in.

"Mom will accompany you."

In the soft voice of the woman, the boy fell asleep with a peaceful smile.

In a blur, he heard a woman's soft voice.

"Tingchen, I'm sorry."

"Your father doesn't want your mother anymore. My mother can't hold on any longer. I'm sorry."

The screen turns.

"It's not good, Madam committed suicide by cutting her wrist!!"

"Quick, call the doctor!!"

"Ma'am is not breathing—"

The room is full of pungent bloody smell.

Everything around seems to have become a background board.

Fu Tingchen looked at the woman who had gently put him to sleep just now, who was lying on the bed peacefully.

The wrist was bloody and bloody, and the bone was visible deep in the wound.

The snow-white sheets were stained red with blood. The shocking scene hurt Fu Tingchen's eyes.

In his world, only the image of his mother lying in a pool of blood was left in an instant.

"no, do not want!!"

"do not leave Me!!"

"Fu Tingchen, Tingchen!"

Shi Wan was awakened by the man's movement, and was startled when he saw his frowning and his body covered in cold sweat.

"Wake up, wake up!!"

She knew that Fu Tingchen had fallen into some painful nightmare, and she had to wake him up as soon as possible.

Fu Tingchen didn't open his eyes, but his brows became more and more wrinkled.

at the same time.

Mr. Fu sat up from the bed.

Seeing the thunderstorm roaring night, thinking of his grandson, his eyes were full of worry and distress.

"I hope Tingchen is okay tonight."

Yang Yi made a few calls and adjusted the manpower.

The frequency of Mr. Fu's illness on rainy nights is surprisingly high.

He had to be fully prepared.

inside the room.

"Tingchen, Fu Tingchen,"

Seeing Fu Tingchen's painful expression, Shi Wan bit his lip.

The next moment, she turned over and sat on his waist, leaned over and kissed him.

This trick was fine in the dark room, and it should be fine now.

The pungent smell of blood was suddenly replaced by a clear and sweet breath, and the blood in front of his eyes gradually dimmed.

Fu Tingchen suddenly opened his eyes.

Those narrow black eyes looked at the woman in front of him.

The darkness in the eyes was thicker than the night outside the window, and it was filled with a palpitating coldness.

"You finally woke up,"

Shi Wan breathed a sigh of relief, just about to sit up straight and leave.

"I was scared to death by you."

Before her waist could straighten up, she was clasped by a slender hand and locked in her arms again.

With his impeccably handsome face close at hand, Shi Wan could clearly see the raging dark abyss in the man's eyes, as if it was going to swallow her up.

The thin sweat, under the light of the bedside lamp, added a bit of sexiness to him.

"Fu, Fu Tingchen..."

Before he finished speaking, the man held the back of his head and kissed her.

The kiss with the scent of pine wood is domineering and overbearing, plundering Shi Wan's lips and tongue.

Every place has left its own breath.

Breathing intertwinedly, Shi Wan only felt that his scalp was numb, and he closed his eyes subconsciously, bearing the man's domineering plunder.

Bai Nen's slender hands clasped Fu Tingchen's shoulders tightly.

Not only did the man's kiss show no sign of stopping, but it got deeper and deeper.

The hand with sharp joints slid down Shiwan's back.

Her aunt is still on her body!

If this continues, I'm afraid I'm going to run a red light!

Fu Tingchen is delirious, she can't play around! !

Too late to break free.

But the man's hands were like iron tongs, she couldn't struggle no matter what.

In desperation, she bit the man's lip hard.

The fishy smell suddenly spread between the lips and teeth of the two.

Fu Tingchen's movements stopped, and the strength in his hands also loosened.

Shi Wan took the opportunity to leave his lips, sat up straight, and bit her wet and swollen lips with uneven breath.

"Fu Tingchen, I can't go on any longer."

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