Although she was so dizzy that she couldn't tell her direction at all, Haiyue didn't dare to slack off. She struggled to sit up and crawled towards the edge of the bed again.
Her successive escapes made Du Yunyan completely lose his mind.
He grabbed Haiyue's hair and stared at her with demonic red eyes. His expression was completely crazy, and his voice became louder and louder every word, "Why are you running? Where do you want to run? Looking for that loser Sikong Jingqiu?"
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Du Yunyan's face was less than ten centimeters away from Haiyue. Due to dizziness, she couldn't see his face clearly, but she could feel that there was an aura that was no different from that of a ghost all over Du Yunyan's body.
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You should be afraid, after all, Du Yunyan is so scary now.
But when the fear accumulated to the highest point, Haiyue's heart seemed to have broken through some obstacle, and suddenly relaxed and calmed down abnormally.
"Let me go... Du Yunyan, let me go..." Haiyue's slightly panting voice sounded weak. Slowly, as time went by, the dizziness dissipated, and her vision began to clear bit by bit.
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"Let you go? And then let you go back to find that loser Sikong Jingqiu?" Du Yunyan, who was in a frenzy, grinned with a weird smile. While he was smiling, he glanced sideways at Haiyue's belly, with a flash of red light in his eyes.
A trace of blood-eating light.
Haiyue's heart froze, and she shrank back involuntarily, her voice trembling violently, "You, you, what are you going to do?"
Du Yunyan did not answer his question, but stretched out his hand, touched Haiyue's belly, and said, "Is it because you insist on going back to find that useless man Sikong Jingqiu because of the child in your belly?"
There was a hint of terrifying cruelty in his voice, which made Haiyue's heart tremble with chills and she kept shrinking back.
What exactly does Du Yunyan want to do?
Why does he look at himself with such terrifying eyes?
Haiyue's heart, which had finally calmed down, began to tremble violently again. She wanted to say something, but found that her throat seemed to have been burned by fire, and was so hot that she could no longer make a sound.
"What? Did I guess it? It's really because of this scoundrel that you want to go back to find that loser Sikong Jingqiu, right?" Du Yunyan narrowed his eyes and smiled coldly.