Opposite, the Water Demon King turned pale when he saw Murong Qianqian's face. He widened his eyes in disbelief and said, "Luoluo..."

Luoluo?

Murong Qianqian was stunned for a moment, and then realized that Luoluo might be the girl's name. She immediately nodded and patted her chest and said, "Yes, I am Luoluo~"

After saying that, she secretly admired her intelligence. As expected, everyone has a heart of compassion for their sweetheart.

But this time Murong Qianqian made a miscalculation, because after a brief shock, the Water Demon King immediately erupted into a black cyclone, making people shudder.

I saw her figure flashing forward, approaching Murong Qianqian like a thunderbolt, and then her long, white fingers strangled her neck tightly.

Murong Qianqian shivered with fright, but she still suppressed the fear in her heart and said calmly: "What are you going to do, strangle Luoluo to death?"

"Haha~" The Water Demon King looked up to the sky and smiled, gently brushing her cheek with his fingers, with a hint of hatred in his gentle tone, "How could I let you die?

You were so cruel to me back then, how could I let you die comfortably? I still want you to be by my side."

The place where her fingertips slid was like a glacier chilling her bones. Murong Qianqian bit her red lips hard. She felt that she might have misunderstood the way men and women love.

The Water Demon King narrowed his eyes slightly, and his black eyes were like the dark night. He lowered his head and whispered in his ear: "Back then, you said you had had enough.

You can't bear to be hugged, kissed, and kept together. Tonight, I will let you hug me well and kiss me well."

As soon as he finished speaking, the Water Demon King waved his black sleeves, and Murong Qianqian was thrown onto the bed as light as a feather. Her head hit the wooden board and she felt dizzy.

She saw the Water Demon King approaching step by step, his eyes burning with blazing fire of desire. It was the look of a man eager to get a woman.

Murong Qianqian was so frightened that she shrank to the corner of the bed. She felt extremely scared. This fear slowly spread from her bones, "Get away, get away~"

The Water Demon King gave a sideways smile, "Luoluo, don't you want me to hug you, don't you want me to kiss you, I will satisfy you tonight."

You will become my woman, your body, and your soul will become my prisoner, and I will enjoy you bit by bit!" After that, he stepped forward.

The cold hand grabbed her shoulder with such force that it seemed to crush her bones. The handsome and ferocious face slowly came closer, and the pursed thin lips gradually came closer to her face.

Two breaths, one cold and one hot, were intertwining. Murong Qianqian waved her hands in the air randomly. She didn't want it. She was unwilling to be taken away by the Water Demon King.

In her most youthful and exciting period, Murong Qianqian had imagined how happy her first time would be, and how a charming man would make love to her.

But these fantasies are illusions after all, because the first lady in the entertainment industry is respected and doted on like a god. Even though she admires her, she doesn't dare to get close to her easily.

And even if there were people who could approach easily, none of them could make her heart beat. The first time in her life was kept from the age of 18 to the age of 26. Until her soul penetrated this body, she could not experience the taste of love.

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She once felt that the first time must be dedicated to the man she loved deeply, the first time must be mutually satisfying, and the first time must be enchanting.

But now, she stared in fear as the water demon approached her, he would take her body, he would enter her body, what a dirty thing it was.

Murong Qianqian was so frightened that her whole body trembled. She didn't want it, and she didn't want it even if she died. Tears flowed down violently and wet the hair around her ears.

She never felt that she was a timid person, and those timid performances in the past were just habitual expressions of weakness, because she did not want the supreme favor to isolate her from the world.

She understands one thing very well, that is, if a woman wants to be protected by a man, she must act very weak. Although she is arrogant and arrogant, she actually longs for protection from others, so she chooses to be mentally fragile.

But Murong Qianqian understands very well that after working hard in the entertainment industry for more than 10 years, she is no longer a timid and weak girl. In fact, she is very brave.

But this time it was different. The feeling of fear spread deep in her soul, eroding her bit by bit like an invisible darkness.

Murong Qianqian thought it would be nice if someone came to save her. She unconsciously opened her mouth and shouted: "Xuanyuan Yao, Xuanyuan Yao~save me!"

The frightened voice slowly circled, and at the moment it fell, it was like hearing the sound of a sword blade breaking through the wind.

With tears in her eyes, Murong Qianqian saw that the moment the Water Demon King was about to kiss her, a sharp sword blade appeared across the sky and struck between the two of them.

The Water Demon King was startled, and then he stood up and struck out quickly. Murong Qianqian half-propped herself up and wanted to see who was saving her, but a square handkerchief suddenly covered her face.

Her vision suddenly went dark. She huddled up in fear and was about to take off the square handkerchief when she heard a deep voice, "Don't be afraid, I'm coming~" Immediately, strong long arms were wrapped around her waist.

Murong Qianqian leaned on the broad and warm chest, smelling the faint ambergris lingering between her nostrils. She felt that those words were the most beautiful words she had ever heard in her life.

Her heart calmed down at this moment. She had never felt that anyone could give her such a sense of security, but this person gave her.

She subconsciously stretched out her hands to wrap around the man's neck. She thought it was good to lean on someone like this, and it would be better if there was always someone like this.

The man hugging her seemed to be flying in the air, and the sound of swords rushing into her ears was heard, as well as the clang sound of sharp weapons intersecting.

Murong Qianqian couldn't see the fighting scene, but judging from the dizziness of her spinning, the two must have fought hard.

Murong Qianqian was imagining what the man holding her should look like. He should have a pair of narrow eyes and a tall and straight nose. As for the lips~

Hey, she couldn't help but snickered twice. It would be best to have plump lips, because they feel better when kissed, but thin lips look better, such as Xuanyuan Yao's, and they are also good to kiss.

When her thoughts turned to this, Murong Qianqian was startled by herself. Why did she think of Xuanyuan Yao, the guy who killed a thousand swords, but she felt that hugging her really felt a little bit like Xuanyuan Yao.

Impossible, absolutely impossible.

If it was really Xuanyuan Yao, then she would immediately take off her head and use it as a stool to sit on, then goug out her eyes and feed them to the dogs, and cut out her tongue...
Chapter completed!