Although he has never truly gained her sincerity, the emptiness and pain of losing her are the cruelty and despair that he is unwilling to face despite all his efforts.
A faint trace of blood showed through the thickly tied cloth. He carefully hugged her thin body and asked for her answer: "Are you still running away, Meenjia?"
Mei Liangchen frowned slightly, and his long black eyelashes were like a row of fine fans, hanging down to cover the emotional throbbing in his eyes. "It was just an accident that I saved you, don't get me wrong..."
His thick eyebrows were raised high, and his whole body exuded a cold aura that was familiar to her.
Mei Liangchen was surprised that she was not afraid anymore. Even if she was completely exposed in front of him and her heart was cut open, she was not that afraid anymore.
On the other hand, the angry Yelu Qingge silently accused her with her eyes, why she always resisted his affection and kept him thousands of miles away!
"Yelü Qingge, don't look at me like that!" She is not a prisoner.
"Why not?" His face was as dark as the dark clouds in the sky, and his deeply contoured face showed a frightening look. "Your life belongs to me, so what if I take you now!"
She retreated vigilantly, but in the end it was a step too late.
He suddenly leaned over and kissed her fiercely, with gushing anger and conquering desire. His teeth touched hers, causing her lips to ache.
During the days and nights they were separated, Yelu Qingge didn't know how many times she imagined kissing that fragrant and soft lingering scene. However, every time he took a step closer with difficulty, she would curl up like a hedgehog, all over her body.
It was full of sharp thorns, and I wished I could poke a few bloody holes in him and let the blood drain out to relieve my hatred.
Her lips still tasted like in the dream, and seemed even sweeter and more attractive than before. He originally wanted to pull off the spikes on her body and teach this ungrateful girl a lesson, but the kiss changed from rough nibbling to uncontrollable sucking.
, he was actually more intoxicated in the fragrant and passionate kiss than she was, and couldn't stop...
"Well..." She struggled slightly, trying to get out of the dangerous atmosphere he created.
But, how could a male eagle, longing for the comfort of a female eagle, let go of the lover who came to her door?
He is not Liu Xiahui, nor is he a dirty prostitute. He needs her, Mei Enjia, not just for physical attraction, but after the spiritual connection, he wants to have her forever...
"Fool..." He bit her red lips with his teeth and licked her lips with his strong tongue, over and over again. She groaned uncomfortably and put her delicate hands on his chest, trying to push him away.
..
"My Meenjia, I will never let you go again!" The moist tongue scraped across her slightly opened lips, letting the warmth wrap around the tip of his tongue. She wanted to escape again, but was attacked by his malicious intent.
Her fingers were so confused that she could only suck lightly subconsciously. The fingers that were pressed against his strong chest also slid up and caressed his face...
The long, soothing, deep and passionate kiss brought huge shock to their souls.
His heartbeat matched hers.
In the silent inner room, it keeps circling and echoing.
Finally, she gasped softly, buried her head in his chest, and weakly protested: "Yelü Qingge, you bully me!"
When a woman says that a certain man bullied her, there are only two situations. One is a real accusation, and the other is a coquettish act similar to a lover's lingering relationship.
Her so-called bullying obviously falls into the latter category.
Yelu Qingge pulled the brocade quilt and covered her in the quilt, revealing only a pair of wet black eyes full of complex emotions, and said with a smile: "Yes, I bullied you again, what should I do?"
She stared at him, got out from under the quilt, struck his hateful face with her bare hands, and hit him.
"Pah!" When this slap really hit his face, both the one who hit him and the one who was hit were stunned! Especially her, with her red and swollen lips slightly open, gradually, even the thin
The thin skin was also red.
"Why don't you hide!" You don't need to look, you can just feel how angry Yelu Qingge must be after being beaten! He has lived so long that no one dares to slap him.
She was feeling uneasy, so when she saw him suddenly raising his palm and preparing to slap it down on her head, she closed her eyes in shame.
Fight, fight...
After all, she had offended the dignity of the cavalry general.
"Hiss..." She was beaten on the face, but there were waves of unbearable pain in her fingertips. She opened her eyes angrily, but when she took a closer look, she couldn't help but feel stunned...
He actually covered her fingertips with his graceful lips, biting them gently with his teeth. When she felt pain, he relaxed slightly, but when she was distracted, he bit her fingertips tightly.
It turns out that the tooth marks on the fingertips were left by him.
The pain in her memory was clear and engraved in her bones. She would never forget the painful black eyes she saw before she fell into coma...
Yelu Qingge...
Is the person he loves really a woman from another time and space, whose identity is a mystery? Can she really win the love of the bravest general in the Hongwu Continent?
He came up to her, picked her up and sat on the brocade couch. "Does it hurt?" The deep black eyes, covered with the tiny halo of the light, seemed to have gathered the brilliance of the stars in the sky, lighting up her eyes.
world.....
Shaking his head, the confusion on his pretty face made him couldn't help but chuckle.
"Are you really stupid?" He pinched her cheek, his affection was palpable.
She stared at him blankly and didn't speak for a long time...
The calm young man was unnervingly silent. Yelu Qingge's smile gradually faded, and his deep eyes responded to her gaze.
In my memory, Meenjia had never shown such a strange expression to him. Normally, she would be either trembling with fear or sarcastic, or she would be like a fighter on the grassland, wishing to defeat him anytime and anywhere to win.
This was the first time he had seen Mayne so quiet.