But the more she struggled, the more ferocious he became.
Gradually, Long Yu Qingxu's red face turned purple, and his waving arms became weaker and weaker.
Her chaotic thoughts began to run wild: Is she really going to be the first person in the world to be kissed to death? This way of death is really embarrassing.
However, just when Long Yu Qingxu thought she was going to be suffocated to death, he finally spared her, pulled away from her mouth, and gave her a breather.
Long Yu Qingxu found a gap and breathed hard.
The fresh air rushed into her lungs. Not only did it not relieve her, it made her cough repeatedly and tears fell from her eyes.
Feng Yelin wanted to teach her a harsh lesson, so that this arrogant and unruly woman would firmly remember who is the master.
But when he saw her miserable state, the storm in his eyes gradually subsided.
Then a touch of distress quietly faded out of her eyes, and she raised her slender jade-like fingers to gently brush away the tears on her cheeks.
This woman is like a thorny rose, beautiful, charming, and thorny. She can always easily arouse his anger, but she also makes him helpless and reluctant to really hurt her.
Seeing her crying with grievance and pain, he naturally stretched out his arms to take her into his arms.
Patting her with one hand to soothe her anxiety, and stroking her back with the other to help her straighten her breath.
And his sudden tenderness also made Long Yu Qingxu stop sobbing.
She raised her tearful eyes and stared blankly at the person who was supposed to be the culprit, but now was the person who gave her thoughtful comfort.
At this moment, she was really at a loss!
Devil? Good man? What is his true face?
Long Yu Qingxu's mind was in a mess and she wanted to push him away, but she was so weak that she could only hold on to his waist to support herself from falling down.
And his movements were very light and gentle, mixed with the unique woody fragrance of his body, which seemed to have a magical power to calm people's hearts.
Gradually, Long Yu Qingxu no longer resisted, leaned on his shoulder and slowly closed her eyes.
This anxious and exciting day really left her mentally and physically exhausted.
She no longer had the energy to think, so she fell asleep in his arms standing up.
Feeling her even and steady breathing, Feng Yelin gently picked her up and was about to walk into the bedroom.