At first, Su Mo struggled, but then his hand was filled with internal strength, and she was unable to resist at all. She only felt as if her muscles and bones were being torn apart by him.
She didn't shed tears, but bit his lip hard.
He was startled, his whole body stiffened, and he stared at her and hurriedly let her go.
Her hair was messy, her collar was pulled open to reveal her white and delicate skin, and evidence of his crime was printed on her neck.
Her eyes were black and bright, her lips were red and swollen, and they were even bitten by him, leaving thin traces of blood.
His breath froze, his eyes suddenly sank, and he raised his hand and slapped himself without thinking.
What is he doing?
He has been protecting her all these years and does not allow anyone to hurt her.
But he didn't expect that the first person to hurt her would be himself.
Although he was often alone, he only hugged her and occasionally kissed her forehead.
It has never been like this today, actually...
He felt regretful and painful, and wished he could kill himself.
Su Mo was startled. The first hit was too fast and she had no time to react. The second hit she rushed forward and pinned him down. She held his hand tightly and looked at his porcelain white skin that immediately turned red.
There were even blood flowing out from the corners of his mouth.
Her heart ached and she cursed fiercely: "You are crazy!"
He bit his lip, closed his eyes tightly, and murmured painfully: "Mo'er, in comparison, I'm sorry, I...I'm a bastard."
Instead, Su Mo laughed and touched his cheek gently with her little hand, "How can you meet someone like this?"
She bent down and kissed his injured cheek gently, as light as a feather passing by, making his heart tremble and a surge of heat suddenly surged up in his heart.
He is afraid, he is prepared, he wants to be strong, he is stubborn, he is confused, he...
Everything disappeared at this moment.
Su Mo asked gently: "Did he humiliate you?"
Besides the emperor, could no one make him lose control like this?
When he forcefully kissed her just now, she felt that there was a violent energy in his body, his eyes were empty, and he urgently needed something to fill what seemed to be taken away by talent.
Besides the emperor, besides his closest relatives, who can take away his heart?
She felt heartbroken and lay in his arms, "You are so stupid. Why do you want to be sad? If he is good to you, you will recognize him. If he is not good to you, you will ignore him. This world is full of beauty and beauty.
"There are thousands of kinds of joy. But there is only one kind of pain, and that is what you inflict on yourself."
