The sky has turned gray, and except for the chirping of insects, no sound can be heard in the quiet surroundings.

At this time, the mud had submerged up to An Xinyan's neck, and her voice was hoarse from shouting. She was so desperate that she no longer heard the cry for help, and allowed herself to sink little by little.

She knew that she would definitely not be able to escape this disaster, so she closed her eyes with tears streaming down her face, welcoming the coming of death.

No matter how much reluctance and unwillingness there is in my heart, there is nothing I can do at this moment. I have no choice but to accept it.

This should be her destiny. I hope we can be together with Wei Han in the next life.

And her bright baby, poor child, mom is sorry for you!

Losing his mother at such a young age, I wonder if it will have a shadow on his future life.

If, if Wei Han marries again in the future, will that woman treat him sincerely? It is not often shown on TV that stepmothers will abuse the children left by their ex-wives!

Whenever An Xinyan thinks about the possibility that Wei Han will marry another woman in the future, and that Liangliang may be abused by her stepmother, she will feel the heartbreaking pain of having her liver cut open.

Suddenly, there was a voice next to her. An Xinyan suddenly opened her eyes, turned her head slightly with difficulty and looked sideways, and saw a figure shaking on the shore in the faint light.

An Xinyan knew that this person must be the weird man, and she couldn't help but feel extremely excited. She was filled with joy and ecstasy, "Weird man, it's great to see you, hurry up and save me..."

The man on the bank who was tying the vines to a certain tree heard her call "weird man", his hand movements paused slightly and his brows furrowed, as if he was a little dissatisfied with the title, but he did not make a sound and smiled slightly.

After a pause, continue what you are doing.

After An Xinyan finished saying those words, the mud had flooded her mouth, making it impossible to speak anymore.

After seeing the strange man, she was no longer afraid. She knew he would save her.

She didn't know where this trust came from, but she just believed that he would not leave her alone.

Otherwise, if he worked so hard to bring her here, everything would be in vain!

The man glanced at An Xinyan and saw that the mud had completely submerged her, leaving only the top of her head exposed. He looked stern, took off his coat, quickly tied the vines to his waist, and without hesitation moved towards her.

The direction rushed over.

After the man jumped into the swamp, he hurriedly lifted An Xinyan's body up so that her upper body was exposed from the mud.

Because he was in a swamp, it was even more inconvenient than moving in water, and he couldn't use his feet at all. He could only hold An Xinyan tightly with one hand, and hold on to the tree vines with the other. With the help of the power of the tree vines,

Walk slowly towards the shore.

When he finally reached the shore, he pushed her body to the shore and climbed up again.

When he saw the motionless person lying on the ground, he quickly grabbed his coat and wiped the mud from her mouth, nose and eyes, and immediately gave An Xinyan artificial respiration.

After changing his breath several times, he still didn't see any reaction from her. He couldn't help shouting in a panic, "Xinyan, wake up, wake up!"

He didn't know why he felt a slight heartache at this moment, that kind of heartache that he hadn't seen for a long time. This was his first heartache after his heart was numb.

He could not find the answer, he only knew that this woman could not be allowed to die.

Then he leaned over her again and performed artificial respiration, constantly ventilating.

After a long time, An Xinyan coughed twice and finally woke up. Seeing her reaction, the man's dark eyes were full of ecstasy, and his heart that was holding him relaxed.

He slowly pulled her into his arms, wrapped her cold body with the coat on the side, and hugged her at the waist.

An Xinyan felt that her body was no longer as cold as that. She slowly opened her eyes, and a blurry figure with a face that could not be seen came into her eyes. The corners of her eyes were instantly moist, and she choked and whispered, "Ahan..."

Upon hearing her call, the man froze and continued walking forward without making a sound.

"Ahan, I really want to go home..." An Xinyan leaned into his arms, "Can you take me home?"

"Okay!" The man responded softly, and hearing the deep voice in An Xinyan's ears, she felt a deep sense of security.

A happy smile formed at the corner of her mouth, and she let him hold her without any reservation. She rubbed her little face in his arms and fell asleep.

This little movement of hers couldn't help but make the man holding her feel ripples in his heart. This feeling of being relied on made him feel very beautiful.

The man looked down at her in his arms, his deep eyes shining in the darkness, and there was a trace of nostalgia in his eyes, as if he wanted to keep her locked in his arms.

He didn't know what was wrong with him, why he had such strange thoughts.

He shook his head slightly and walked quickly through the jungle, as if such a dark night did not hinder him, walking as lightly as during the day.

Not long after, they returned to the castle, and the man carried An Xinyan into the room where she lived. He walked straight to the bathroom in the room and gently put her into the tub.

He took off her muddy clothes, and then her beautiful body was revealed in front of his eyes.

The white skin formed a strong contrast with her long black hair scattered to the side, making her unable to look away.

The man's gaze became extremely hot as he stared at her, and a wave of heat immediately surged under his body. Somewhere there was rapid swelling, and the pain was very uncomfortable.

The person in front of him had a kind of irresistible attraction to him, and the long-buried primitive desire (harmony) was instantly awakened. He really couldn't imagine that he would have such a desire for her.

How long has it been since you last had this feeling of longing?

Three years?

It seems so.

Since she left, there has been no more.

Every night he spent in emptiness and loneliness.

This was the first time, and it was with a woman other than herself.

A trace of guilt flashed in the man's eyes. Thinking of that beautiful face, all desires (harmony) were suppressed.

He picked up the shower head, turned on the hot water, and carefully cleaned An Xinyan.

When his slender hands touched the skin of her body, the smooth touch made his suppressed desire (harmony) surge up again.

Her plump and plump hips, slender waist, slender legs, and fair skin reflected a soft and alluring halo under the light, deeply tempting him.

So, he stretched out his hand to caress her lustfully, and touched her body with trembling hands. Then his slender hand touched her face, and he leaned forward to kiss her slightly pale lips.

He greedily sucked deeply, licked lightly, and took in the sweetness in her mouth. The soft touch made him unable to extricate himself...

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Chapter completed!