Lin Qingran suddenly exerted force and pushed one of his arms away. Yun Zheng was caught off guard and pushed one of his arms away. Lin Qingran ran out as if there was some monster chasing her behind her.
Running wildly, running in the dark without being able to see my fingers.
She ran as hard as she could, and she arrived at the entrance of the cave. She still had a few steps to go before she could get out of the cave. As long as she got out, this bizarre world would return to normal, and Yun Zheng would still be the handsome young man with a faint smile.
But when she was about to step out of the cave, she was dragged back by Yun Zheng, and he pinned her against the stone wall with a backhand.
This time, his whole body was pressed tightly against her body, making her unable to move, and his strong manly scent completely submerged her.
Under the sparse light, the man's eyes were deep and wild, flashing with hidden danger... Such eyes were too chaotic and too hot, like a kind of raging that had reached its limit!
Uneasiness and panic trembled throughout his body, and he wanted to escape, but his body was like a natural cage, unable to move forward at all. His whole body seemed to be frozen, standing stiffly between his arms.
Lin Qingran struggled hard: "You...let me go, let me go!"
"Other than asking me to let you go, what else can you say?"
Lin Qingran's struggling movements paused, and her heart was shocked. At this time, Yun Zheng's tone was unprecedentedly complex, with a deep sadness that could not be resolved.
While she was stunned, a gentle yet overbearing touch swept through her mouth again, and her breath was instantly taken away.
This time's kiss was different from the madness just now, but full of cherished tenderness, as if she was the most precious treasure in the world, worthy of his devotion.
He laughed softly and looked at her intently, his eyes deep and pure: "Xiaoran!" His pale and slender palms stretched out to her cheeks, and his elegant voice contained a bit of obsession: "What should I do?
Only then can you want me...only then can you be willing to accept me..."
Such a humble tone, such humble words, such a deep gaze, it felt like someone had pinched a certain part of my heart, and it hurt my heart!
"Xiao Ran... tell me... what exactly am I going to do..." His slender fingers stroked Lin Qingran's cheek, filled with sadness and admiration.
"You...don't do this!"
After a moment of silence, the touch on his face woke her up, and she grabbed his hand: "Yun Zheng, don't be like this, we are friends, just friends." With the other hand, she wiped away the remaining breath from the corner of her mouth, and her whole body
Shivering faintly.
"Xiao Ran, I don't want to be friends... You should be fair to me... Give me a chance... Xiao Ran, give me a chance... Don't let me go in such despair... Every time you get close... it's like...
I have tried all my strength...Xiaoran...I am so afraid that one day I will use up all my strength and I will never be able to get close to you..." The elegant face is deep and complex, and the blurred black pupils shine with absolute light: "Xiaoran
Ran, what I want to do is - your man is by no means a friend."
"What nonsense are you talking about?" Lin Qingran became a little angry.
"I'm not talking nonsense. You know it. You've always known it... You've always known how to drag the cold and stoic Yun Zheng to the ground, making him almost crazy. You know how to keep him awake all night, thinking.
But I can't, I am in pain... Xiaoran, you know, you have always known it." The painful expression was full of sadness and coldness.