The night is charming, and the crescent moon hangs high outside the window, like a boat swimming in the river; the moonlight, like a thin veil fluttering in the wind, flows softly from the open window and falls on the dressing table next to the window.
In the huge inner hall of the palace, the two luminous pearls on the pillars on both sides emit a faint light, hazy and blurred, giving people a ethereal and confusing feeling.
On the big bed made of carved pear wood with four corners, two entangled figures were entangled. The bed curtains were hung low and fluttered in the wind. Through the dim light of the night pearls, the charming colors inside the bed curtains were dimly visible.
The man's figure is slender and straight, and beneath him is a delicate and beautiful woman. The man's handsome face can still be seen in the blur. The deep black pupils are flashing with a coquettish light, but the eyes are full of tenderness, and the sexy thin lips are outlined
Making a beautiful arc, he lowered his head to hold the heroine's red lips in his mouth, and his lower body also erect...
"Ah..." The woman instantly moaned, looking at the man with charming eyes, raising her hand to put on his neck, and softly shouted: "Hao..."
When the man heard her tenderly calling out his name, his body trembled slightly, and his erection in and out of her body became faster and faster...
The red gauze tent is warm, and the passionate drama of lovers is performed. The moans of women and the rough breathing of men intersect, making the moon shy and charming the night!
The passion finally subsided and the passion faded away. He hugged her gently, like a treasure in his heart, with a happy smile on his lips, as if he was the happiest person in the world!
With her back to him, her eyes were full of hatred. The fingers of her hand under the quilt slowly gathered together and slowly clenched into a fist!
In this love, who has put all the heart and soul into it, and who is there but the heart is already messed up?
He suddenly turned over and pressed on her soft body again, trying to kiss her...
"Hao, don't..." She pushed him away suddenly, walked out of the bed while he was stunned, lowered her body to pick up the scattered clothes, and slowly put them on; no one saw that in that corner, the bed
Underneath, there were dots of white light. Her hands trembled slightly as she picked up the last coat, getting closer...
He frowned. He could turn a blind eye to her strange stiffness during love, but she was really too weird tonight. He leaned against the edge of the bed and put on a robe. He stretched out his hand and pulled her into his arms, smiling lovingly and asking:
"Baby, what's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"
She lay on his chest, still holding the coat in her hand on his back, but there was something extra under the coat... She closed her eyes and exerted force in her hand...
The man pushed her away instantly, his eyes widened with shock: "Yan'er, you..."
With the burning pain in his back, he fell down on the bed with his feet weak. He stretched out his hand and found that his palms were all sticky...
Under the hazy light, her expression could not be clearly seen, but her voice was colder than ever before, with deep hatred: "Ye Yangchenhao, does it hurt you? This knife is for my love.
I gave it to you. Haha, I really deserve to die. I was bewitched by you and killed the person I love so much..."
She laughed like crazy, walked quickly to the dressing table, picked up a pair of scissors and cut off a strand of her black hair, looked at Ye Yangchenhao and said: "From now on, the relationship between you and me will be like this black hair...
"
She slowly let go of her hand, letting the green hair in her hand fall...
The man's heart trembled, his lips moved slightly, and his face was full of shock: "Yan'er... have you remembered?"
She actually remembered...
"Yeah, now that I think about it, I wish you could die right now!" She said, while slowly stepping back: "That knife was not shallow, and there was poison on the edge... If you can survive, it's yours.
ability!"
After saying that, she turned and left; on the bed, his robe was moistened with blood and turned into pieces of coquettish red flowers. His head gradually became heavy and his consciousness became scattered. Before his consciousness fell into darkness, he whispered: "In this life, the person you love can only