His narrow eyes were as cold as ice. He looked at Nangong Mei and said with difficulty whether he was responsible or angry: "Why don't you take action?" If he came back a step later, he might never see her again! Thinking of this,
His heart was trembling.
The panic on Nangong Mei's face did not recede, her misty eyes flickered at Luo Ming, who had a cold face, and she said in a trembling voice: "You are finally here..." She lost all her strength in an instant, and her feet went soft.
, she fell towards the ground.
Luo Ming quickly supported Nangong Mei and looked at her pale face. He could no longer say any words of blame, and his heart was extremely complicated. Is Nangong Mei waiting for his arrival? He couldn't believe it, but when he saw her believing eyes
, his heart sank, and it hurt severely.
Nangong Mei was held in Luo Ming's arms so that she didn't fall limply to the ground. In Luo Ming's arms, her body stopped shaking so much, and she said in a low voice: "It's so dirty! I don't want it in mine."
On her body..." The wolf's blood spattered on her body, and the stench of blood constantly assaulted her sense of smell. The darkness deep in her memory pulled her back into the horrific memories of the past.
Luo Ming was pulled back from his daze by Nangong Mei's trembling voice. Looking at the fragile Nangong Mei in his arms, his heart was throbbing hard.
Once bitten, twice shy.
Even though she lost her memory, she still couldn't forget her fear of wolves, but wasn't he the one who caused her such pain?
"I'll take you to wash it off! Wash it all off!" Luo Ming carefully picked up Nangong Mei and strode toward the water.
It is not difficult to find a natural hot spring in this primeval forest. Luo Ming came across one when he first came back, so he took Nangong Mei there.
Arriving at the steamy hot spring, Luo Ming hugged Nangong Mei and walked down without hesitation.
Nangong Mei leaned against a huge rock with her eyes distracted. Luo Ming's slender fingers took the torn off corner of his clothes and gently wiped the blood on Nangong Mei's face.
Doing such a thing for a woman was something he never thought of when he was once aloof, but now he does it so naturally, just because the target is her.
Gently wiping away the blood on her face, he looked at her distressedly and said: "Mei'er, as long as I'm here, they won't hurt you anymore! Don't be afraid! I will always stay by your side to protect you.
You." He clearly remembered her dying appearance when he rescued her in the Wolf Valley.
Nangong Mei frowned and looked at the water absentmindedly. Before she could break free from fear, she was also distracted by the awakening memory.
Luo Ming looked at her distressedly, his slender fingers gently slid across her pink neck, and he took off the clothes on her shoulders, exposing those tender and fragrant shoulders to the air.
What Luo Ming stared closely at was the scar left by the wolf's fang on her shoulder. This scar would accompany her throughout her life and would never disappear.
He owed her so much.
The slender hands caressed the scars lovingly, and the thin cool lips kissed the scars painfully.
The moment Luo Ming's kiss fell on her shoulder, Nangong Mei trembled, her empty eyes immediately regained focus, she looked at Luo Ming coldly, and roared: "Don't touch me!" She came out of nowhere.
With so much strength, she pushed him away fiercely.
The moment he touched her, her heart trembled. It was such a familiar feeling, so familiar that it made her afraid.
Luo Ming was stunned for a moment after being pushed away. A cold light flashed through his narrow eyes, and he said coldly and arrogantly: "You are my slave, and you have no right to refuse me!" He took a step forward and stretched out his hand to pull Nangong Mei.
He walked into his arms and kissed her cherry red lips domineeringly.
He bit her lips domineeringly, without any tenderness, only with cold and ruthless possession.
Her body froze, and every cell seemed to have forgotten to breathe.
My heart was trembling, and the feeling that had been hidden in my heart for a long time was like water being squeezed out, rushing out.
The touch of the body is the beginning of memory, the most profound lingering, and the origin of pain.
The familiar kiss, the familiar warmth, the temperature lingering on his waist, everything seemed so familiar, and every part of his body was so clear to her.
Including the hard object that suddenly appeared, she had also touched it.
Full of lingering desire, sinking between love and hate, naked and opposite to him in the past, intimate scenes flashed in her mind, countless requests, no kiss of love, heavy
Hitting her heart.
He had been her man, and she had been his woman.
A terrifying sentence appeared in her mind, making her heart tremble with shock.
Nangong Mei's eyes widened as she saw the unfamiliar yet familiar face magnified several times before her eyes. Even in the hot spring water, her whole body was still cold and her face was as pale as paper.
Wandering between memory and reality, sinking into his passionate kiss and struggling to wake up, a big cold hand grabbed her, trying to pull her into the bottomless abyss of pain.
It wasn't until she was almost out of breath that he let go of her red lips, but he selflessly planted a delicate kiss on her neck.
Nangong Mei, who finally got rid of Luo Ming's bite, didn't have time to catch her breath, and her body became even more rigid. His big hand sliding down and the kiss on her neck stimulated every cell in her.
Biting her red lips, her dark eyes were cold, and she said coldly: "What was my relationship with you before?" She was too familiar with his touch, and this familiarity was mixed with
Downright hatred.
Luo Ming's kiss stopped abruptly, and he raised his narrow eyes. There was no trace of desire in his cold eyes, and a cold voice brushed against Nangong Mei's ears: "Do you remember? Our past love..."
"I hated you in the past?" She didn't have the anger he imagined. Except for the twinkling eyes that betrayed her, her beautiful face was as calm as water.
A flash of pain flashed in his narrow eyes, and he stared at her and said firmly: "I love you now!" He did not deny it, although he did not want her to know.
They were still close to each other, and Nangong Mei's face was still as pale as paper.
Her heart was bone-chillingly cold and painful. Her dark eyes inadvertently betrayed her fragility, and she begged, "Don't touch me again, please!" The person she loved was Luo Si, her man.
But it wasn't him. Her heart was throbbing, not because of guilt, but because of the unresolved feelings facing Luo Ming, which always made her heart feel inexplicable pain and an unknown feeling. She wanted to be close to him, but she didn't want to.
Kill him with one sword.
Do you hate me so much? He didn't roar after all, but his cold eyes couldn't hide the pain in his eyes. He took a step back sadly, holding his slender fingers tightly, but pretending not to care.
He said with concern: "You will remember more..." Thinking of his ruthlessness towards her, the harm he did to her, his coldness towards her, and her deep-seated hatred for him.
At night, the cold air erodes people's skin and tyrannically takes away the warmth of the human body. From time to time in the dark primeval forest, there are howling wolves, which is terrifying and cold.
Even on a humid night, dry firewood will burn with life-threatening fire and burst into dazzling flames.
Under the cold moonlight, between the precipitous mountains, a cluster of bonfires tried hard to drive away the darkness in front of the cave.
In the damp cave, there was also a bonfire burning, and the flickering light of the fire illuminated the two beautiful faces in the cave.
Not far from the campfire, there was a thick layer of dry grass, as soft as a bed.
Nangong Mei, however, just sat on a big rock and had no intention of asking for Luo Ming's love that he had worked so hard for so long.
Luo Ming sat around the bonfire not far from Nangong Mei, watching her quietly, but not impatiently.
The chrysanthemum yellow firelight reflected in the bottom of her eyes, and those dark eyes burned with a gorgeous light.
Turning his eyes, he met Luo Ming's focused gaze. He looked away in embarrassment, but his heart was beating uneasily. A man and a woman were alone in the same room, and in this deserted night, anything could happen.
.
Originally, she and Luo Ming had slept together in the same bed, but since she remembered something in the hot spring, she could no longer stay with him safely.
A man and a woman are alone in the same room, and in this deserted night, anything can happen.
Originally, she and Luo Ming had slept together in the same bed, but since she remembered something in the hot spring, she could no longer stay with him peacefully. She barely calmed down her uneasy mind and saw
Light the burning bonfire and let the divine threads drift away.
Ever since she woke up, the only person around her was Luo Si, and she only pretended to be him in her heart. He said she was his concubine, and she believed it! He said they had always been in love, and she believed it! He said she
Always stay in the palace, always stay by his side, she believes it! She firmly believes it!
However, a palpitator suddenly appeared. She had feelings for her, and the palpitator disturbed her heart.
Luo Ming, this man who was so bold that he dared to steal people in the palace, kept saying that he was in love with her, and he always made her feel heartache, which made her feel strange.
"What happened before? Can you tell me?" Her dark eyes were still looking at the bonfire intently, and her cold lips didn't seem to move at all.
Luo Ming stood up, then walked to the thatched bed and lay down. He gently closed his eyes and said lightly: "Come and lie down."
It was undeniable that his words were magical to her. His magnetic voice tempted her to drop all her precepts and walk toward him.