"I'm jealous, I'm going crazy with jealousy... I want to kill Jinyu, kill her. Is it possible that you will give up only after she dies?"
Bo Qing was holding the wine glass, and upon hearing such words, her eyes became a little hazy.
Kill Jinyu?
You are very brave...
Fang still stood up drunkenly, leaned towards Boqing unsteadily, stretched out his hand, and touched his face.[
Bo Qing did not dodge.
She was so infatuated with the face so close at hand, but why did she feel so far away from each other?
It seems as far away as a century...
There was severe pain in her heart, and her fingers trembled as she traced his outline.
The eyebrows, eyes, nose, and lips are all so delicate and frightening.
She loves, loves very much...
She stroked her gently and murmured: "Why don't you love me? Why?"
"How gentle, doting, and beautiful are the eyes you look at her?"
"You have never smiled like this at me, Huqing, when can you do that to me once? Just once, I will be satisfied..."
As she spoke, tears flowed down her face.
She felt that she really couldn't escape this circle, the circle Huqing had drawn for her.
I am trapped in it for the rest of my life, unable to escape.
She grabbed his hand, moved his hand to her face, caressed her skin, lowered her head, and couldn't restrain herself anymore, pressing him under her body, as if she had done that before, to please him.
, kissed his eyebrows and eyes, and then wanted to kiss his lips.
But he was stopped by a man.
He firmly held her hand and looked into her eyes without saying a word.
Her face is like a peach blossom and her beauty is like a fairy.
"You want me very much? Huh?"
His voice, as low as mellow wine, fell in her ears, spreading throbbing patches in her heart.
"Well, if possible, I want you very much, just once, okay? Be ruthless, really, just once, I want you, I want you very much..." [