forced to be loved (nph)

A leisurely day in the square

Cheng Simian is not a difficult person to get along with.
Just under his rules.
"Don't look at me, don't talk to me, there's nothing urgent, and don't make a sound in front of me."
That's what the man said, and he threw the small aromatherapy burner into Shen Yan's arms, so he just wanted to A woman who finds a place to put her eyes down can't laugh or cry.
She didn't want an incense burner.
Although it is very delicate and shining brightly, it is nothing special to Shen Yan.
She has passed the time when she will be confused by these external possessions, under the support of the Xie family.
They used to be very generous to her.
Not only the newly-made pearls, jade, and diamonds, but also those long-established, famous, and exquisite items, as long as she wants, she can easily get them without expressing obvious meaning.
It's a pity that there are so many things to ask for.
So much that every inch of Shen Yan's flesh was swallowed into his stomach.
Once again, he did not hesitate to give her the sticky semen hidden in the two scrotums.
Shen Yan, she just didn't want to see Cheng Simian, so she did something rude.
Unexpectedly, another misunderstanding occurred. ℗ο一8χ.Ⅵρ (po18x.vip)
But at that time, Shen Yan was holding it, listening to Cheng Simian's voice in his ears, and had no intention of denying him or arguing with him.
Meanwhile, she finally spoke to those servants.
Although they also avoided her everywhere, guarded against her, and looked at her with the eyes of a bad woman who blinded the young master and took the opportunity to mix in front of the master.
But it is undeniable that Shen Yan felt much more relaxed.
She is eager to communicate, even if the other party's attitude towards her tends to be hostile and indifferent.
But none of them—male or female—rejected her seemingly legitimate demands other than to leave and touch electronics.
—whatever they think.
Shen Yan felt that this was enough.
She didn't expect them to be sincere to her, and that's impossible.
That's why she's sitting here right now.
Shen Yan leaned back, not caring at all about the transparent spray from the fountain behind her that wet her clothes.
Those water splashes in the cold wind gave her a layer of chill, making her skin a layer of tiny pimples.
Shen Yan was smiling.
She is now in a very famous square in the city.
The air is fresh, and there are very few people because it is working time.
Not completely absent.
For most of the elderly, the grayish silver frost covered the originally colorful hair, and the fine lines between the eyebrows and the eyes replaced the once flawless faces.
The eyes are either cloudy or the wisdom of age.
And some kids.
very young.
Jump around and mess up everything around you.
Shen Yan rested his chin with his hand, with a smile on his face.
If it was before, she would not spend time doing these things. Because it doesn't make sense.
But now, she feels fine.
Really good.
She even smiled at those who looked at her curiously.
In contrast to the indifference of the past.
She also gently stroked the fingers of a young child like her, feeling its soft touch, and looked at her own face in the child's innocent pupils.
Just looking at it, gusts of cold wind blew past.
——Shen Yan shuddered.
So cold.
"Miss, put on your coat." She was next to the hot spring with Shen Yan, but she never sat down, like a frozen sculpture to the woman beside her with another man.
She held a coat in her hand, pure camel.
Prolonged captivity and sex made her lose track of the changing seasons.
Before coming out, even if he had memories, Shen Yan still felt that... it was still summer, so he chose a thin but still able to cover the whole body clothes without hesitation.
The outside environment told her to think too much.
"Thank you, Mrs. Wood." Shen Yan wanted to take it.
unsuccessful.
Mrs. Wood's hand was tightly held, and the blue veins that could not be concealed were exposed from the back of the woman's well-maintained hand.
"Miss Shen, I'll dress you." Mrs. Wood used the most polite and humble tone, revealing a firm meaning in her actions.
Shen Yan lowered his eyes.
The smile on his face did not diminish.
"Okay, thank you."
As always polite, Shen Yan jumped down, and like a quiet, cute and harmless doll, let her pull her arms and wrap herself in clothes.
She smelled Mrs. Wood's perfume, and a bit of long, curly brown hair brushed her face.
An insignificant touch fell on Shen Yan's raised white and tender face.
It quickly disappeared again.
very itchy.
Just like her feigned calm and still a little restless heart.
In fact, when she first took over, Mrs. Wood would tell her what material each piece of clothing she was wearing was made by a famous tailor or his disciple, just like counting the priceless jewels on her dressing table. of enthusiasm.
There is a vague demonstration and a demonstration of power.
It wasn't until Shen Yan, who was annoyed by these unnecessary words, firmly told her that he was not interested in these words and stopped her from talking.
Of course, she never thought that she could impress these people with gentleness and courtesy. If they were so easily impressed by warmth, they would not be worthy of staying in Cheng Simian's house.
She just...
"I want a cup of warm coconut milk."
Shen Yan heard his own voice and ensured that the two who were protecting and monitoring at the same time could hear it.