The heaven and earth are turbulent, and thunder is playing. There is a hint of weirdness in the silent palace. The lanterns under the eaves are swaying in the wind, accompanied by the flamboyant candlelight, like a shocking red at night, seeming to imply that today
Something unusual will happen tonight.
The burned-out red candle cast a faint halo, and in his hazy vision, he saw that the ground was in a mess, with torn lichen corners everywhere.
Inside the curtain, the man lying outside leaned on half of his muscular chest. Mottled beads of sweat overflowed from his fair skin, and instantly slid down along the waistcoat line in front of his abdomen. The sticky feeling also stretched and hurt the hands of different sizes.
mark.
Seeing his scarred appearance, Mo Li couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth.
This woman is really different when it comes to cruelty. Fortunately, my skin is thick enough, otherwise she would really have disfigured her face.
But Nanzhi was not much better. Perhaps he was too angry and tortured her when he lost his mind.
The man's cold eyes suddenly turned tender. Looking at the beautiful shoulders of the woman next to him, he couldn't help but lean in for a kiss, and then covered her with her gently.
The woman's graceful body trembled slightly, leaning as if she didn't want him to touch her. The man had a trace of guilt in his deep eyes and said softly.
"Sorry, I hit you too hard and hurt you. I never thought that you would be..."
"shut up!"
The more Nanzhi listened, the more he couldn't suppress the resentment in his heart. He clutched the quilt on his chest and raised his hand to slap him.
"You beast, despicable and shameless!"
Perhaps due to excessive physical exertion, she was out of breath soon. The sweat on her forehead wetted the hair on her temples, her straight thin lips were bloodless, and her piercing eyes were full of hatred.
"Are you satisfied now? Do you think you can keep me like this?"
"Nanzhi, I..."
Mo Li opened his mouth, but when he saw her pale appearance, he was unable to refute, so he could only hold back despite the burning pain on his face, not knowing what to say.
Nanzhi chuckled a few times indifferently, curling his lips.
"If you think so, you are totally wrong. I just treat it as a skin that I fed to a dog this time and is not worth much. I will not spend my life with a villain."
"Nanzhi, what else do you want?"
When Mo Li heard that she wanted to leave him, he was so angry that he gnashed his teeth, tightened his handsome face, and spoke sternly.
"I won't let you leave. You should have a good rest."
He casually picked up the clothes on the floor, straightened his collar and tied his belt, then walked out the door without looking back.
There was one person behind him, sitting blankly, never coming back to his senses for a long time. Looking at the empty room, his dense eyelashes trembled slightly, and the moment he closed his eyes, a crystal teardrop instantly slipped from the corner of his eye.
"Miss? Sister Nanzhi... what are you..."
Yanzhi hurriedly ran in, looked at the mess at her feet, and then looked at the person on the bed. She suddenly thought of something, and her shocked expression was actually mixed with a fleeting anger.
But soon she returned to her original state, and her pure face seemed to be just an illusion for a moment. Yanzhi sighed, walked slowly to her side, carefully stroked her back, and said worriedly.
"Are you OK."
Nanzhi retracted his thoughts, saw Yanzhi beside him, and said calmly.
"I'm fine. This little pain is nothing. I feel uncomfortable and want to take a bath."