Chapter 291 : [Farewell is like a dream and unforgettable] I know it's you
From a distance, he saw Long Lilie walking into the restaurant with an expressionless face, and Wuhen Huachi, who had been looking for him all morning, hurriedly greeted him.
"Master, where have you been!"
"Isn't Linglong with you?"
Long Lilie didn't say anything, he just went upstairs and walked towards the last room.
Eleven sat quietly in front of the bronze mirror, dozing silently as if taking a nap. Hearing the creaking of the door opening, he didn't look back.
A hint of sandalwood fragrance floats over
Someone combed her hair. Eleven opened her eyes slightly and looked at the two figures reflected in the mirror.
Long Lilie's beautiful fingers held a small comb and slowly combed the black hair behind her. She knew from the moment he came in that she always remembered the smell of him.
"Eleven doesn't look very good. Didn't you sleep well last night?" He focused on her black hair and whispered softly with a smile. There was still an invisible net under her eyes, which was confusing and confusing.
"Sleep well, have a good night's sleep" Eleven said expressionlessly, his voice a little flat.
Long Lilie didn't say anything anymore, but the smile in his eyes deepened. He suddenly put down the comb, and gently touched her silky black hair with his fingers. His cool fingers went through her hair. Eleven felt that his scalp was so gentle because of him.
Feeling a little numb when touched, I couldn’t help but frown and wanted to get up.
At the same moment, Long Lilie gently hugged her body from behind as she was about to stand up, gently hugged her and placed his chin on the top of her head. He cast his eyes with a smile on the woman in the mirror who suddenly had a cold face:
"I know it was you last night"
Eleven twisted her body, trying to struggle but it was in vain. Although he only hugged her gently and tenderly, it was a strength that she could not shake at all. She could not help but tighten her eyebrows and look into the bronze mirror at the alluring face above her head.
Stunning face: "Let me go"
He didn't let go, but hugged her slightly tighter. He slowly lowered his head, kissed her ear gently in her hair, and then nibbled her gently: "I don't want to let go."
Eleven's face was extremely ugly, and her ears were slightly itchy. She turned her head with a cold face, left his lips and gently invaded her fair neck, revealing a graceful arc. Long Lilie cast his gaze, his gentle and smiling eyes dyed with a touch of
You Shen curled his lips and looked at her cold side face: "There are still traces on my neck from last night."
Eleven's hands were slightly closed, and it took a long time to calm down before suppressing some of the mania in his heart.
Like him last night, she almost lost control, almost listened to the voice in her heart and killed him. She tried her best to restrain herself and vomited blood to prevent herself from attacking him.
"If you are just saying this, please get out immediately."
"Eleven, if you act like this, I will be sad. You have obviously forgiven me, why are you still rejecting me like this? Why don't we stay together well?"
"Ha" Eleven sneered and hummed: "Forgive me? Long Lilie, have you ever thought about how scary you are? Do you know? I'm afraid of you! I admit that I am very afraid of you! Tell me, I
What can I do to forgive you? How can I forgive you?"
Long Lilie was silent for a while, looking at her side face quietly, his eyes gentle and unchanged, and whispered softly: "Just think of me as Bai Zhanfeng..."
Eleven's cold smile worsened, and she suddenly turned her eyes without fear of him looking at her so close. The coldness in her eyes was obvious.
"Bai Zhanfeng? You know better than me. He doesn't exist at all. There is no such person in this world." Her words were plain, without any emotion.
Looking at each other, his eyes were stained with layers of sadness and helplessness because of her words. She suddenly felt a severe pain in her chest and gasped for breath. Her eyes instantly turned red when she looked at him.
"What's wrong, Eleven?" He seemed to notice her sudden change, and stepped forward to hold her shoulders, "What's wrong with you? Does your chest hurt?"
Her hands were clutching her chest tightly, and her clothes were twisted into a ball. "Let's go...you go."
That tone was obviously different from the look in her eyes
"What happened to you? What happened?"
"Get out, you, get out"
He was pushed out of the door. She leaned against the door and locked it behind her. He kept patting the door. Her eyes were almost bloodthirsty and she could only force herself to grip the door panel with her fingers, everywhere.
It's the claw marks she made
Just a little bit, a little bit, she was going to reach out and grab his neck...