After his seductive eyes fell on her, they never looked away again.'[
He looked at her from top to bottom, and then from bottom to top.
Was there something strange about her that deserved his fixed stare?
She called out softly, drawing Lan Qingyue's gaze back.
There was a strange light shining in his phoenix eyes, which reflected the candlelight.
Mu Lingyue suddenly felt... Lan Qingyue's eyes were really beautiful.
I thought his eyes were beautiful before, but tonight, his eyes were especially beautiful.
Perhaps, the moonlight tonight is so beautiful, so everything covered by the moonlight looks better than before.
Lan Qingyue lowered her head to look at her. She looked good, her face was rosy and shiny, and her big watery eyes were looking at her, with a trace of panic clearly showing in her eyes.
He was stunned for a moment and couldn't help but reach out to touch her head.
As soon as his fingertips touched her hair, a heartbreaking pain came.
His face instantly became paler, he took a deep breath, quickly retracted his hand, pursed his lips, and there was anger boiling in his eyes.
Mu Lingyue noticed something was wrong with him and was about to ask when he suddenly reached out and pulled her into his arms, lifted her chin with one hand and kissed her fiercely.
His lips were ravaging hers almost roughly, and his big hands held her head firmly, preventing her from escaping even a moment.
Her lips and teeth were pried open, and his kiss swept her over like a violent storm. She opened her eyes wide in shock, and a sweet smell of blood filled her mouth. The tip of her tongue touched a salty hot smell of blood, and her body was caught off guard.
He pushed away and took several steps back. His feet seemed unsteady and he staggered and fell on the chair.
From the corners of his thin lips... the dazzling blood trickled down to his chin, and then dripped from his chin onto the clothes on his chest.
The red blood quickly merged with his red robe. If you didn't look carefully, you wouldn't be able to spot the blood stains on his clothes.
His expression looked very painful, and he was covering his heart with one hand. His face was completely drained of blood and was as pale as paper, which made people feel terrible just looking at him.
Mu Lingyue was startled, her face instantly froze, and she forgot about what he had done to belittle her just now. Staring at his pale face, there was a trace of worry in her eyes that even she had not noticed, "What's wrong with you?"
Lan Qingyue lowered her head and kept the same posture for a long time before slowly raising her head. He smiled and stretched out his hand to wipe away the blood on his lips. His phoenix eyes stared at her, deep and complicated.
His eyes... were so deep that she couldn't get to the bottom of it at all.[
"If I let you go free, wouldn't you be happy?"
His breath was still a little unsteady, and after he finished speaking, he took a few breaths.
The sweat on his face glistened under the candlelight.
Only then did Mu Lingyue see clearly that his face was covered with sweat. Not only that, but there was also sweat on his neck.
The red sleeves with gold edges were completely wet with sweat at one section.
How unbearable the pain must be to make him break out in cold sweat all over his body? And also make it difficult for him to even speak?
She did not answer his question directly, but instead asked, "Will you let me go?"
Lan Qingyue had already decided to let her go, but suddenly, her mind changed.