Chapter 824: The Young Marshal's Gift to Love [52]
He Anyuan looked at Yi Jian intently for a while. She felt a little nervous. Fortunately, she was also an innocent girl. It was her first time to step forward, but she didn't know where to start.
She just heard from the eldest lady that this medicine is called "Huang Liang". If the young commander takes it, he will regard her as the person he wants most in his heart. At that time, he will just be in a dream and be in a daze.
He will take her away.
She doesn't need to take the initiative, she just needs to endure it silently.
But He Anyuan stood there and waited for a while, only to find that Yi Jian had no reaction at all. The man's forehead was already covered with sweat drops, as if he was trying his best to hold back something.
She stretched out her hand, wanting to touch his skin, but unexpectedly she heard his cold voice: "Don't move!"
With a commanding tone!
When anyone heard it, it was at that moment that they paused slightly and did not dare to act rashly.
He Anyuan lowered her head and looked at Yi Jian. Her face was so close to his. She only needed to lower her head gently to kiss his eyebrows, his nose, and his cheek.
Lips.
He's really good-looking.
No wonder he could be so obsessed with her, no matter what.
She smiled softly, thinking in her heart that one day, she would still...but look at him so seriously.
She reached out her hand, ignoring his orders, and touched her longing brows.
Yi Jian frowned.
The innate indifference, at that moment, seemed to drown her!
He Anyuan was a little scared. Her fingers trembled and left his body. However, the next second, she reached out her hand greedily and touched his cheek.
In her dreams, she had imagined how many times she could be so intimately close to him.
Yi Jian turned his head sideways, avoiding her fingers, stood up from the soft position, and held on with strength.
However, He Anyuan grabbed Yi Jian, turned him over, and pressed him on the soft bed.
There was no trace of warmth on Yi Jian's face. His whole body was cold and cold. That kind of coldness radiated from the bottom of his heart.
It penetrated into He Anyuan's internal organs.
He Anyuan swayed slightly...feeling that she would freeze to death due to such coldness.
She blinked hard, with a bit of self-mockery, and after a while, she said to herself: "... Young Marshal... Why don't you like me?"