The devil's deal, the president's substitute lover

076 It was you who entered the play Rouge raised her head to cooperate, she suddenly understood Yin Fei's entanglement today, whether he should spend his birthday with her or not.

One thing she can be sure of faintly is that under his ruthless and domineering packaging, there is actually a fragile, emotional, childish glass heart.

Perhaps it was this discovery, the discovery that I didn't know when I felt it, that made Rouge willing to cooperate with him seriously and passionately at this moment.

The red wine intoxicated the cheeks, and the hormones fermented in the swaying light and shadow.

His handsome face has never been so good-looking, and Rouge's figure has never been so enchanting.

Weary and obsessed with each other, there is no language, only the passion and rhythm of body entanglement.

Yin Fei's caressing passion is like a sweeping tide, the thrilling current of instinct carries rouge up into the clouds and down into the deep valleys.

Yin Fei's breath penetrated into her lungs and cells in a strange and blurred way, and she bloomed every pore of fascination to welcome his invasion.

Let yourself be willing to sink, fall, and lose because of him at this moment...

He gently bit her ear, whispering: Wanrou——Where are you——

The magnificent fog dissipated in an instant.so cold!

Rouge, like a witch who lost her magic, instantly fell to the hard and ugly ground.

There is no tenderness, no candlelight brilliance, only a vague feeling that he replaced her with her.

A sour and salty liquid in her throat was swallowed by her one after another.

Only a slight choked sob remained: Rouge, you have no right to cry.It was you who entered the drama, it was you who were not determined, and it was you who violated the rules of the game.

This night, Yin Fei asked for it many times, and each time was like a phoenix reborn from the ashes of fire.Rouge was tired and fell asleep.

This kind of coldness is where she belongs.Such loneliness is her destiny.

At dawn, they still went their separate ways and returned to different places.Like two snakes.Rouge once saw the full moon and the sparse stars in the field. Two snakes quickly crawled up from the two ends of the field and shook their heads to show love to each other, their bodies intertwined.

A few minutes later, the two snakes suddenly separated and crawled back to their respective places as if they didn't know each other.

Rouge once lamented this straightforwardness and ruthlessness.Everything is instinctive, without any emotional factors or nostalgia.

Now, the intersection between her and Yin Fei is different from those two snakes.

At dawn, Yan Zhi woke up with a dizzy mind, and a certain part of her body was so sore that she dared not touch it.

Turning over, the quilt beside her was cold.

Without opening her eyes, Yan Zhi knew that Yin Fei had already left.

With a wry smile on the corner of his mouth, he left as expected.

A pair of snakes meet instinctively.

The morning air and sunshine refreshed her decadent mood.

Rouge got out of bed to take a bath, and went to the restaurant to eat something. Apart from drinking, she didn't even cut the cake last night.

Such a careless birthday, such a birthday that Yin Fei celebrated for himself.Rouge decided to eat a piece of cake, and she quite liked the lemon and chocolate flavor.

Yawning and walking to the kitchen, Yan Zhi froze.

last night?Myth?Or a fairy tale?

The solid wood oblong dining table is covered with a light blue seagrass-patterned tablecloth.It was clean without even a wisp of dust.

Where's the cake?What about residual wax?What about those wine glasses and bottles and six dishes that burned all afternoon?As if it never existed.

Coming and going without a trace, Rouge wondered if last night was her hallucination.