"Are you afraid of me?"

"Why are you afraid of me?"

Lu Jingchi moved closer to her, trying to see something from the depths of her eyes.

"What did I do to you?"

Lu Jingchi asked, minding his own business: "Tell me, what did I do to you to make you afraid of me?"

Under his questioning, Jiang Lan closed her eyes, her eyelashes trembling slightly.

Hasn’t he done enough?

Did he feel that if he didn't let her die, it didn't mean he had done anything?

"Jiang Lan!" The man's tone was full of anger, and the strength in his hands increased, causing Jiang Lan to open his eyes in pain.

There was lightning and thunder outside, and the lightning filtered through the window, making her tears shine.

"Why can't you speak?"

He seemed to be talking to himself the whole time and received no response from Jiang Lan.

Yes, why can't she speak?

She also hated herself for not being able to speak.

If she could speak, she wouldn't be like this, she wouldn't be isolated from the world, and even he would dislike her for not being able to speak.

If you stay with such a mute for a long time, normal people will go crazy, right?

Lu Jingchi also closed his eyes. Two seconds later, he opened his eyes again. The anger that was about to come out had been suppressed by him.

He let go of Jiang Lan and hugged her into his arms. His tone became more helpless and helpless, "Don't look at me like that."

Jiang Lan pursed her lips tightly. She listened to the beating in the man's chest, and her tears fell uncontrollably.

He hugged her for a long time, so long that Jiang Lan thought she would suffocate and die in his arms, and then he let her go.

He held her face, wiped her tears, and even sat on the ground.

He approached Jiang Lan and wanted to kiss her.

However, Jiang Lan's mind was filled with images from his dream, and even Lu Xiyun's hideous and miserable state, as if he could smell the smell of blood on him.

She subconsciously turned her head and avoided his kiss.

His kiss failed and he kissed the corner of her mouth.

An inch of difference is truly a thousand miles apart.

Lu Jingchi turned her face away, fixed his hands, and stared at her with bright eyes.

Probably wanting to prove something, he kissed her forcefully.

The two looked at each other with indescribable feelings, as if they were eating.

After a moment of stalemate, Jiang Lan suddenly felt pain in his lips and closed his eyes subconsciously.

The moment she closed her eyes, the man pressed the back of her head and deepened the kiss.

Jiang Lan suddenly felt that his behavior was very childish and ridiculous.

How is this different from self-deception?

The kiss was domineering and lingering, and when it ended, Jiang Lan's mouth was filled with the taste of blood.

But Lu Jingchi did not let her go because of this, he leaned over and kissed her again.

Jiang Lan clutched his clothes, and the coldness of the floor came through his clothes. There was lightning and thunder outside, and the rain became heavier and heavier, hitting the windows, making him cry.

The villa was as quiet as ever.

She looked at the face hanging above her head. Under the light of lightning, it looked strange and terrifying like never before.

Jiang Lan was completely groggy. He didn't know how long it took him to get from the floor to the bed.

Her hands hung down feebly, her vision blurred a little, and her face became shadowy, gradually blurring its outline.

In a daze, she heard the man say something in her ear.
Chapter completed!