For Ning Lan, she had no regrets in her life. She had a house, a car, a stable job, and then she climbed to the peak of her life by her own efforts.

　　If he really wanted to find out a trace of regret, he probably lived for 25 years and had never tasted a man before.

　　Ning Lan felt that he had flown into the sky lightly. She was in a daze, as if she had had a sweet dream.

　　And this beautiful dream just made up for the only regret in her life!

　　That's right, it was just an erotic dream!

　　It was just that this spring dream started in a hurry without any lead-up.

　　She could only feel that her clothes had been taken off one by one, and then had been...

　　"what!" "what!" "what!" "what!"

　　Ning Lan screamed in pain, and a white light flashed in front of her eyes. The next moment, the world in her brain turned black.

　　There was a dull pain in her lower body, and her body seemed to have been torn apart. Ning Lan struggled to regain his consciousness and felt that the man on her body had not yet stopped.

　　A surge of anger rose in Ning Lan's heart.

　　Even if it was a dream, the damn man would not dare to bully her!

　　She reflexively lifted her leg and wanted to punish this crazy man. But when she moved, she suddenly found that her legs seemed to have been tied by something!

　　Motherf*cker! tied-up?

　　Ning Lan thought it was a dream. As long as she opened her eyes, everything would disappear.

　　So she held up her heavy eyelids, but to her surprise, she really saw this man.

　　This man's face was evil and handsome.

　　His skin color was between ivory and wheat, a kind of sexy and mixed with manly color. His deep pupils seemed to be free of any impurities, like the jungle in the night, full of unknown danger.

　　The thin, rose-colored lips were tightly pressed together. It was obvious that he was doing men and women's work, but there was a hint of apathy and awe in his expression.

　　There was a trace of confusion in Ning Lan's beautiful eyes. "Is this the girl I have a dream of?"

　　Sure enough, this man who was as perfect as a heavenly deity couldn't appear in this world at all. Only in his dreams could he be molded.

　　The man lowered his head and stared at her confused little face. He smiled evilly, giving people a sense of superiority and distance, just like a god.

　　Of course, the premise was that Ning Lan did not notice the cold smile on his lips.

　　"She's indeed a woman who tries her best to be with her husband. With just a little effort, she'll become as indulgent as a prostitute."

　　Ning Lanxi's chaotic mind suddenly sobered up. "All men are out of control? Presumptuous? Prostitutes? Is she talking about me?"

　　She blinked her eyes with uncertainty. While the man was not paying attention to her, she suddenly raised her head and took a deep bite on his shoulder!

　　Regardless of whether it was in the dream or in reality, those who dared to humiliate her had to pay the price.

　　Zhan Tuo did not expect this woman to be so daring. He let out a muffled groan and stopped moving.

　　Through the thin navy shirt, the cold liquid flowed into Ning Lan's mouth. Ning Lan couldn't help but shiver. He loosened his lips and stared at the bloody bite marks on his shoulder.

　　If this was a dream, then why would the person in the dream bleed?

　　If this wasn't a dream, then why was his blood cold?

　　A trace of disgust flashed through the man's eyes, and he quickly left. Seeing his body, Ning Lan's face first turned red, and then white instantly.

　　"Ninglan, I have fulfilled your request. I hope you can keep your promise."

　　The man's voice was hard, without any emotion.

　　Even though he had to end his romance halfway, there was still no other expression on his face.

　　Ning Lan was completely dumbfounded now. She tentatively moved her limbs, only to find that she was tied up very tightly. Except for a head, other parts could not move at all.

　　"What promise?" She asked subconsciously, not knowing what was going on at all.

　　A cold light flashed in the man's cold eyes. She only felt a shadow pass by in front of her eyes. In less than a moment, his figure came to her from five meters away. Two fingers with clear knuckles clamped her chin and asked, "Playing dumb?"

　　Ning Lan felt that the bones of her chin were almost broken. The severe pain reminded her that it was not a dream!

　　She tried her best to ignore the pain on her chin and forced herself to calm down. She looked at the man up and down. Just now, she only wanted to admire his face, but now she found that he didn't even take off his clothes just now!

　　The navy blue shirt wrapped around his strong and strong body, and tailored black boots and pants. From his dress, it could be seen that he was a soldier.

　　Ning Lan instinctively looked at the badge on his shoulder. There was no bar, stars, pine flowers, only a rose drawn with gold threads.

　　"Is this the rank of divine horse?"

　　However, before she could finish thinking, the man increased the strength to pinch her. Ning Lan screamed in pain, and she had no doubt that this man would take off her chin.

　　"Sorry, I forgot."

　　The man's disgust was more obvious, as if it would be dirty even if he touched her. He took back his fingers, took out the man's handkerchief, wiped his hands, and then threw them away.

　　It was the first time that Ning Lan had been treated like this, and his face suddenly sank.

　　Damn it! Although this man was a fighter from a rich and handsome man and an excavator from the Prince Charming's group, he still couldn't tolerate her humiliation!

　　Her innocence, which had been kept under wraps for 25 years, had been inexplicably taken away. It was understandable that he was not grateful, but why did he still think she was dirty?