Long silently took a few steps back, avoiding him from a distance. She was panting heavily and her body was trembling.
"What, do you want to protect yourself for him?"
Feng sneered coldly and ruthlessly. He thought she was forced into it, and he thought she loved him. It turned out that everything was just his wishful thinking.
"Hey, you have to believe me, I have never done anything sorry to you!"
Long silently told him that she knew he had misunderstood, and as long as it was a misunderstanding, it would be solved one day. She just hoped that it would not be too late by then.
"You haven't done anything sorry for me? Have you?" He slowly approached her, his movements slow and dangerous, like a cheetah staring at its food.
Long Momo was so frightened by him that he kept retreating, and was finally forced into a corner with no way to escape.
His big hands pressed on the wall beside her, encircling her in the middle, and his warm breath kept spraying on her cheeks, "Prove it to me, your body is the best proof."
His eyes were full of contempt, which hurt her heart. A deep sense of humiliation surged into her heart. She folded her arms around her chest, leaned against the wall, and kept sliding down.
Why, why did he do this? Is it really so difficult to believe her?
His eyes were fixed on the huddled person on the ground, a trace of emotion flashed in his eyes, and he staggered back two steps and left as if running away.
Storms always come without warning, and this night, he is destined to have no sleep.
Feng Leng paced around the house uneasily. Can that simple house cover such a heavy rain?
Will she be afraid if she is there alone?
She had just been frightened. If she was exposed to the rain again, her body would definitely not be able to bear it.
His mind and heart were all about her. Even though he had just confirmed that she had voluntarily married another man, she even asked someone to assassinate him...
"Damn it!" Unable to bear the thought of her, Feng Lenglian ignored the pouring rain outside and rushed out, rushing towards the shabby house where Long Momo was as fast as possible.
The guard guarding the door had left because of the heavy rain, and the door was locked tightly. If something happened, no one would notice her even if she called for help. The house was already crumbling under the wash of the heavy rain.
He used the force of his palm to open the door, his eyes kept searching in the darkness, and finally saw clearly the shivering figure in the wind and rain.
She still maintained the same posture as when he left, huddled in the corner, the rain hitting her thin body mercilessly, and the cold wind blowing made her look even thinner and thinner.
Suddenly, a horizontal beam fell, and this simple house was about to collapse.
Feng Leng quickly picked her up, opened the broken window, and jumped out.
As soon as his feet landed, the house behind him collapsed.
Feng turned around coldly and looked at the ruins in the rain, and hugged Long Momo tightly in her arms. It was so dangerous that he almost lost her completely.
Thinking of this possibility, he could hardly breathe, and even his heartbeat was out of rhythm. His body couldn't help trembling, and he held her hand tighter.
It turns out that in the face of life and death, all love and hate become so insignificant.
Feng Lenglie carried her back to his residence, put her on the bed, looked at her painful expression, and called softly, "Momo, wake up!"
But she couldn't answer him at all. Her face was frighteningly white, and her beautiful eyebrows were tightly knitted into a tight knot.
His hand gently touched her forehead, and he saw the scars on her forehead clearly.
She also saw clearly how cruel he was to her.
"Damn it!" He cursed in a low voice. She had a fever.
There was a trace of struggle in his black eyes. He took a deep breath and quickly took off the wet clothes on her body. Her skin was slightly red due to the cold.
All that was left on her body was an aqua blue bellyband and panties. His hands hesitated for a moment, and finally had no choice but to pull off the last covering.
Her perfect body ran straight into his eyes, causing his pupils to shrink violently, and earth-shattering changes quickly occurred under his body.
He panicked and grabbed the quilt on the side and wrapped her up, fearing that if he took one more look, he would lose control and do something to hurt her.
He held her in his arms across the quilt and asked the people waiting outside to prepare hot water.
His lower body was still swollen and painful, but he made no further move and just kissed her wet hair gently.
He greedily breathed in the scent emanating from her body, as if he could never get enough of it.
The next day, the chaos caused by the storm had been cleaned up, and the warm sunshine poured into the house and fell on the two people sleeping in each other's arms on the bed.
Long Momo opened her eyes and stared blankly at Feng Lenglie, who was hugging her tightly.
Is she dreaming? Only in dreams would he hold her so tenderly.
She didn't even want to blink, for fear that he would disappear in the blink of an eye. Thinking of the nasty words he said to her last night, she was so heartbroken that she almost couldn't breathe.
She stretched out her little hand tremblingly and pinched the other hand, "It doesn't hurt, it turns out it was really a dream!"
Disappointment flashed in her eyes, she lowered her head and murmured to herself.
"You pinched my hand, of course it won't hurt you!" Feng looked at her coldly and displeasedly, unable to sleep peacefully.
Long Momo looked up at him in surprise. His eyes were still cold, but they lacked the frightening energy.
Feng snorted coldly, got out of bed, picked up the clothes on the side and put them on, while Long Momo just sat on the bed and stared at him blankly.
"Why don't you get down here quickly!"
His tone was full of impatience.
Long Momo was so shocked that he jumped off the bed, stood on the ground with bare feet, and looked at him nervously with his clear water eyes.
"You... come up here for me, do you still want to get sick?"
"..." Long Momo quickly jumped back on the bed. She still didn't understand what was going on and why she was in his room.
Moreover, they slept together last night. Thinking of this, her face turned red, as if it was dyed with the sunset, and she was extremely beautiful.
"Don't think nonsense, I'm just afraid that if you die, I won't find anyone to take revenge on!" Feng Leng said awkwardly, turned around and left the room.
After going out, I was shocked to realize that the place where he slept and where he handled political affairs were both in this room.
Now, where is he going?
It is impossible to go back.
While he was hesitating, a voice sounded, "Hey, why are you standing here? Why aren't you in the house?"
Zhong Liyi held a bowl of ginseng soup in her hand and walked towards him slimly...
