His lips were involuntarily pressed against her delicate, petal-like lips.
"Well," before she could refuse, his head had already pried open her teeth.
The faint fragrance mixed with body fragrance spread into her nose.
She didn't know whether to refuse or accommodate.
The whole person was a little stunned.
He smiled slightly and began to move his hands over her body. He was very familiar with the sensitive parts of her body.
While she wasn't paying attention, he had taken off her clothes and pinched the delicate buds on her chest with his big hands. A feeling like an electric shock traveled through her limbs.
"Yanran," his voice was hoarse and urgent.
"Ru,, wind", she hesitated and called his name.
He smiled slightly and bit her lips.
He has a handsome face, eyes as bright as obsidian, and a lazy and evil smile at the corner of his mouth.
Yanran suddenly felt that he was not Rufeng, but Jun Wuhen.
Rufeng’s smile is not like this!
There was confusion in her mind, and she immediately pushed away his arms.
"Go away!" Her originally smiling face turned as cold as ice.
"Yanran?" He seemed extremely puzzled by her immediate change of attitude: "What's wrong with you?"
"Go away, I never want to see you again!" She shouted: "I hate you! I hate you!"
After saying that, he stepped back.
"Yanran," he said with a hurt expression on his face, about to rush forward and hug her.
She suddenly pulled out a dagger from her sleeve and stabbed it into his chest.
His body froze, and his face showed incredible sadness and despair.
Then, he looked down at the dagger stuck in his chest, grabbed the handle of the dagger with his fingers, and pulled it out hard.
Blood gushed out like a fountain, spraying his face.
However, he didn't seem to feel the pain, he just looked at her with that despairing look that was filled with sadness that penetrated his bones.