The water droplets formed a curve, and a few water stains were clearly visible on the carpet with an unknown pattern. Against the backdrop of the candlelight, they were particularly eye-catching.
"Do I have a choice?" Lying on the soft couch, the woman's graceful figure was unmistakable. The pain in her body was still continuing. She suppressed the sadness and forced out a clear smile.
He caressed her face, leaned down, and her black hair was scattered all over her body. The clothes on her chest were already loose, and now a large area of strong and delicate chest was exposed. The smile on her lips was even more unruly and arrogant.
The deep and cruel eyes were filled with joy, but revealed a frightening danger. Within a few seconds, the man slowly raised his hand and unveiled the golden mask——.
An enlarged face truly shone in front of her eyes. The woman couldn't help but curl her lips into a smile, and the fine sweat on her forehead fell like tears, and she said two words, "--monster--evil."
The soaked gauze on her body had long since fallen off, and she was lying in the man's cold arms. She could not relieve the pain of absorbing internal energy, but she felt an inexplicable peace of mind. A cold current slowly entered her body from her palms. When she looked at him panting,
Only then did he realize that the fingers of the two of them were clasped tightly. With this cold current, the pain immediately eased a lot. Tonight, fifteen feels like sixteen.
She was so tired, she closed her eyes tiredly, but she didn't want her body to move and forced her to open them, looking up at the face that brought disaster to the world, listening to his gloomy and lazy tone, "You are so special, aren't you?
Do you know what state you are in now?"
Of course the woman knew, but the coldness that overflowed from her palms made her feel comfortable. At the same time, she was also very tired, so she said feebly: "It turns out that the grace of saving my life can only be repaid with my life."
Obviously very satisfied with this answer, the man smiled evilly, bit the edge of the woman's red ear, and moved his hands involuntarily around her waist. Every time he touched an inch of jade flesh, he could feel her trembling beneath him.
The thin lips in her hair chuckled softly, and she murmured in a low voice: "Can't wait any longer? My beloved concubine——."
Slowly opening the curtains of his eyes, the place where his clear eyes turned was not the familiar curtains in the red maple garden, but the sandalwood lingering around, as if it would not dissipate, floating lightly everywhere.
The body has calmed down, and the snow brocade quilt covering the body has been contaminated with the condensed breath emitted by itself. Inhaling it into the lungs, I feel particularly refreshed. I sigh slightly in my heart and can't help but silently question, Master, is this also in your calculation?
Within? You said that my life is special and cannot withstand any constraints, nor can it be restrained by others. Although I am reincarnated with the memories of my previous life, I don’t have your semi-immortal quality after all. I can predict the cause and fate of all things, and some things cannot be
I understand, but I'm too lazy to understand. I'll listen to your words, and I'll make peace with you now that I've come to you.
Straightening up, the scattered black hair immediately hung down behind her, and the brocade quilt was slippery. She lowered her eyes inadvertently, staring at the bright red smears on the snow-white texture above the tube top. Displeased thoughts came back to her mind, and she recalled that
Sentence, "Can't wait? My beloved concubine——."
Through the almost transparent curtain, he said softly and calmly, "Cui Niang——."
Unable to hear the attitude in her master's words, Cui Niang walked out of nowhere and knelt in front of the couch, "This subordinate did not protect my master well enough and caused him to be harmed. Please give me death."
The windows were gently swayed by the wind, and the green smoke floating in the air finally dissipated with the wind. After a long period of silence, "Huan Jiong——."