Just a moment ago, I proposed romantically under the cherry blossoms flying in the sky.
The next second, he transformed into a cruel and rude demon!
Xiang Yimo forgot what a dangerous man he was. He was used to seeing blood, death, and killing, and he was cold and bloodthirsty at heart. Sometimes he was as cruel as a tiger, leopard, or wolf, killing people mercilessly. Sometimes he was as shrewd and cunning as a fox,
The deep eyes of the Bingzhi never let people guess what he is thinking.
It is such a man that once he has true feelings, it will be a very terrifying thing. Under the strong possessiveness, there will be no room for a speck of dust in his eyes.
Previously, when playing the game of changing female companions, Xiang Yimo used darts to choose Chu Zhanjin to spend the night together, but he was not so angry because at that time, Nangong Han had not recognized her yet. Once Xiang Yimo had Nangong in his body
To be labeled as a cold woman, one must be absolutely loyal to him. This is his authority and will never be challenged.
This evening dress was very close-fitting, and Xiang Yimo didn't have a strand of clothing underneath. He just tore the clothes off. Xiang Yimo felt ashamed and annoyed, with a dark anger flashing in his watery eyes, "What on earth do you want! Insult me?"
, can embarrassing me make you happy?"
He remained silent, a cold smile mixed with a hint of contempt blooming on the corners of his thin lips. Suddenly he leaned over, pressed her down, clamped her hands, and kissed her sweet jade flesh.
The messy kiss burned every inch of her skin. Xiang Yimo shook her head, her exquisite hair fell down, and small flower hairpins were scattered on the tatami. The fine diamonds reflected the dim light, like sad teardrops.
Heartache.
The jet-black hair fell down and spread out, like ink, splashing out wildly.
Xiang Yimo was in a state of embarrassment, her eyes filled with tears, and she whimpered, "Don't do this, the baby... will hurt the baby..."
This voice pierced Nangong Han's heart, and his whole body shook suddenly, as if his reason had been awakened. He raised his head, kissed away the tears that escaped from the corners of her eyes, and ordered, "Call my name!"
"Nangong Han!" Xiang Yimo was afraid of his next move and could only give in to him.
He frowned and slowly sank into her body.
"You..." Xiang Yimo gasped for air.
The hot and wet tongue licked and kissed her ears, and the rough voice sounded seductive and sexy, threatening: "Keep shouting, don't stop! I will be careful! Otherwise, I don't know what I will do if I get impulsive!"
If she insists on resisting, it will only arouse his animal nature. What he wants is her compromise and submission, and she admits it!
"Nangong Han! Nangong Han! Nangong Han..." The choked voice seemed to be moistened by the dense air, with a bitter taste that gradually spread in the ambiguous air...
"Remember, this is your man! The only man!"
Next, Nangong Han's movements were unusually gentle. Normally, Xiang Yimo might have been moved, but now, in addition to feeling cold, she was still cold.
It turns out that this is how this man conquers women.
Xiang Yimo was as motionless as a zombie, letting Nangong Han take what he wanted. His empty eyes were vacant and he stared at the ceiling blankly, calling his name numbly in his mouth.
Listening to her soft voice, Nangong Han was even more moved. He was as careful as touching a fragile ceramic doll, fearing that if it was heavier, it would hurt her and make her uncomfortable.
Rather than saying that he did not trust Xiang Yimo, it would be better to say that he had no confidence in himself.
Who could fall in love with a demon?
She is still such an angelic woman. Nangong Han's hands are stained with blood. Is she worthy of such a forbearing and persevering little woman?
Anyway, he has identified with her in this life, and will bind her to him no matter what method he uses!
The overlapping bodies are projected on the paper door, and the intertwining of light and shadow forms a silent picture.
Outside the window, there is a steady drizzle, and the chill of early spring is in the air, chilling my heart...
"Drink!" Chu Zhanjin poured a glass of wine and handed it to Ji Zhanxuan, "Tomorrow, I will end my single life. If you are a good brother, you must stay with me until I get drunk!"
After he sent Masako back, he took Ji Zhanxuan out to drink.
"Drink! I'll get you drunk tonight!"
The coffee table was full of empty wine bottles, placed here and there. They were both almost drunk, and their eyes were filled with drunkenness.
Chu Zhanjin had bruises at the corners of his mouth, so he picked up the bottle and started drinking heavily, "Hiccup!" He let out a wine belch, "You said... why, why can't you stay with the woman you like for the rest of your life? You can only watch her helplessly.
With other men!”
"Yes! Why? Why can't you be with the woman you like?" Ji Zhanxuan had a sad smile on his lips, "I can only watch her marry you, and I have to smile and send my blessings..."
The two of them really suffer from the same problem.
One, tomorrow he will marry Masako and become a married man. He is no longer qualified to pursue Xiang Yimo.
One, tomorrow the woman he loves will fall into the arms of his good brother and become his sister-in-law, and he can no longer love her.
"Come! Drink..."
Two sad men, drunkenly complaining to each other about their pain, cannot hold each other in pain like women, so they can only use wine to relieve their sorrow, and use spicy alcohol to numb the painful nerves.
"When you marry Masako, you must treat her well and don't be cold to her. If you dare to make her cry, even if you are a brother, I will not let you go!" Ji Zhan flashed his fist and threatened.
"There's so much nonsense, drink!" Chu Zhanjin just wanted to escape with wine and didn't want to hear the name Masako. He handed a whole bottle of wine to Ji Zhanxuan and blocked his mouth.
"Haha, tomorrow, I will embark on the road of no return!" Chu Zhanjin smiled bitterly, with a sad look on his face.
"Cherish the happiness in front of you, don't regret it if you miss it!"
"Why are you so drunk?" Masako ran in and snatched the bottle from Chu Zhanjin's hand, "Why are you so drunk!"
The moment Chu Zhanjin put her down, Masako woke up with a start. She didn't see him back for a long time, so she went back to look for him.
"Actually, I don't hate you!" Chu Zhanjin, who was drunk, giggled at her, "It's just..." He just always regarded you as his sister in his heart.
"Just what?" Masako was looking forward to his answer.
"Masako, I like you, why don't you like me?" Ji Zhanxuan was drunk and lying on the coffee table. He didn't notice Masako coming in and kept muttering in his mouth.