Long Yejue didn't know what was going on in her heart, so he rubbed her soft hair lovingly, closed his eyes and absorbed the scent of her deeply, like a poison of temptation, addictive.
He wished he could knead her into his own bones and blood so that he would never have to be separated.
He was going to England tomorrow, and that person was going too, so he couldn't take her with him. She didn't want her to be hurt so early.
He was very aware of that person's methods, and he didn't want to expose her to those people before he was able to protect her.
"Shui Bi, I love you too!"
Long Yejue's voice became hoarse due to the pain, with a strong vibration, hitting Lin Shuibi's heart time and time again, like the most beautiful melody, composing a song of love.
"Love me...Jue, I want you to love me!"
She said domineeringly, she just wanted to become one with him tightly. At this heart-shaking moment, what could be more suitable for interpretation than intimate entanglement?
Because of her words, Long Yejue's forbearing desire was ready to go out, breaking through his reason and sweeping through all his senses.
This woman invites him to dance with her the mysterious dance between lovers.
How can he refuse? How can he resist 3f? How can he be calm?
He kissed her already slightly red and swollen lips domineeringly, feeling satisfied and moved.
He thought that she was the only one he could never replace!
She thought that he was her only irreplaceable one!
Kisses carrying the vows of love fell on her lips, ears, and neck, spreading downward...
Long Yejue's body was burning with a fire that could set a prairie fire on fire, wetting his forehead and dyeing his eyes red.
Lin Shuibi just endured it, willingly enduring the heat he brought to her, and sank in for a long time.
Her obstructive clothes blocked his beauty, causing him to grumble in dissatisfaction: "You are simply torturing me!"
Lin Shuibi opened her eyes blankly and looked at him, not understanding the meaning of his words.
"The clothes... have too many buttons..." he complained seriously.
Lin Shuibi laughed softly, and his slightly trembling body made him more and more impatient. He pulled hard with his big hand, and the whiteness was revealed...
"Jue... ah... don't tear my clothes off!" she said!
He had chosen this dress for her and she cherished it very much. Why was this man always so rude and tearing her precious things?
Long Yejue ignored her kiss and impatiently wanted to kiss her soft and plump body. A small red swelling jumped into his eyes, and the flame in his black eyes was extinguished instantly, replaced by even greater anger!
"Lin Shuibi, why are there wounds here?"
Lin Shuibi followed his gaze and looked at his hand on her chest. The wheat color contrasted with her tender white skin, which was very eye-catching.
However, on top of her fair skin, there was a patch of red. Lin Shuibi remembered that Wu Mengmeng pressed her against the tree trunk, and the redness and swelling were probably caused by abrasions at that time!
Looking at Long Yejue's furious face, she felt like she wanted to die. She finally managed to divert his attention, but now everything was in vain!
Wu Mengmeng, I hate you!
She cursed in her heart.
"Tell me, what's going on?" Long Yejue had a stern look on his face, and his gloomy eyes made Lin Shuibi shrink back.
She thought, if she confessed Wu Mengmeng, she would probably die without a burial place! What was the difference between this and Su Daji's enchantment with King Zhou? She felt a little unbearable in her heart.