forced to be loved (nph)

Fear, could it be... a sex photo?

She always says what I want.
Never do it yourself.
Looks like a spoiled girl.
Being spoiled under the care of her mother and brother beside her, she has no power to act on her own.
In fact, Shen Yan had no chance to do it.
Of course, Mrs. Wood went instead of the male who could watch her more easily.
Her smiling eyes swept over the man who was looking after her, for a second, a minute...I
felt that his body was no longer completely firm and straight under her gaze.
Of course, there is no temptation.
Again, someone who can be easily tempted cannot enter Cheng Simian's house, and his seemingly kind but shrewd butler won't allow it either.
Therefore, Shen Yan would never go out and do such useless things.
The previous attempt to seduce Cheng Simian was another, because the reward for winning was too great.
But this man is really not worth the price she might pay.
However, Shen Yan also had to admit that her heart of madly wanting to escape had long since faded.
Even the inexplicable feeling that a leisurely life is not bad now.
When Ji Mingyue was recuperating, Cheng Simian regarded her as a transparent person, and the other servants treated her very politely.
A body that has been addicted to sex for a long time is naturally sensitive and juicy, and it is crazy to clamor to the brain to want sex.
However, her hand could still play a role, and she would not be in heat to hug Cheng Simian's thigh and beg.
All in all, all is well.
Moreover, if running away will be fucked by another person, it will lose the original intention of running away.
Shen Yan has long had no expectations for his lovers and enemies who are all over the world and may exist everywhere.
"I want to talk to him."
Shen Yan said when the man was once again refusing to notice the young boy who came up to chat with her.
She smiled at the young boy, although his hair was emerald green and he had a skull decoration on his left ear.
Excessive collocation of the trend.
Aesthetics that are destined not to be accepted.
"I can't run under your nose either." Noticing the boy's suspicious look between her and the man when he heard their words.
Shen Yan lightly added another sentence.
The man looked at her.
Step aside.
"You...why do you always look at me?"
Shen Yan asked him with a smile, his originally beautiful but indifferent face was like a river thawing in spring, full of vigor and vitality.
He scratched his head, a little shyness in his eyes.
He faltered and was speechless.
"I..."
Shen Yan's smile deepened.
"You are beautiful." He said sincerely and simply.
Shen Yan smiled, "Thank you for your compliment, then you know..."
She pointed her finger in the air, "Why do they always look at me?"
A person's eyes crossed hers, and then quickly separated and pulled away .
It fell on her again after a few seconds.
This excessive stare is far more than beauty can get.
Not the first time.
Not the first day.
Reality is not a novel, and no matter how exaggerated the beauty is, it is not worth what others are doing, not to mention the existence of girls.
Holding her phone, she looked in her direction from time to time.
As if she was taking pictures secretly, she was quickly taken away by the person following her. Either compensation or direct return.
She suddenly felt a move in her heart, and when she saw the boy's blushing face, she felt her head shaking.
Should n't it be...
Xie Shanbai really did that.
Post pictures of their sex and let everyone see the entangled bodies of the two.
After being contacted by her, Xie Shanbai was very fond of her.
Shen Yan couldn't imagine it at all.
She was cold all over, suppressing her emotions and telling herself to calm down.
This is not something that was not thought of.
is an expected possibility.
At the very least, under the worst premise... She can still have plastic surgery...
Pretend that person is not her and has nothing to do with her... People's curiosity will eventually fade with time... The influence will fade away soon ...
This is one of the solutions that Shen Yan had thought about for a long time.
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