She is lonely and independent, and she is merciless and even ruthless to her enemies.
But he understood that none of this was what she was willing to do. Behind her cruel character, she must have experienced countless inhuman tortures. Every time she dealt a cruel blow, someone else must have done it to her first.
She is as cold as snow, and she is as proud as ice.
She is cold yet warm;
She is strong yet weak;
She is ruthless, yet passionate;
She is actually just a child who needs protection.
She moaned painfully in her dream, and he lowered his head, kissing her crying eyes with his evil and warm lips, leaving his unique mark on them.
In the dream, the boundless darkness surged in, overwhelming her. She wanted to shout loudly, she wanted to break through the siege, but she couldn't. No matter how hard she ran, she couldn't escape the darkness.
aggression!
She didn't know how long she had been running, but a hand suddenly stretched out from the front and pulled her into his hand. This warm hand pulled her and kept running forward, and she finally escaped from the shackles of darkness and saw a glimmer of light.
, the cold body gradually felt a hint of warmth.
She slowly opened her eyes, and what she faced indifferently was a pair of complex eyes that were as deep as a deep pool, and she couldn't understand them.
"Are you awake?" He raised his lips and a deep voice sounded above her.
She didn't know it was because she was reminded of the past, and she had been running in her dream for too long, and she actually felt sore and achy all over her body.
Su Yueming's body moved, and then she realized that she was sleeping properly in his arms. He had his arms around her, the two of them were so close, and his strong breath surrounded her tightly.
She was startled for a moment, her lowered eyelashes slightly raised, her eyes twinkling——
Everything that had just happened quickly passed through her mind. She was excited, vomited blood, and fainted. The moment she closed her eyes, she saw a man stretching out his hands towards her. This man was Murong Canghai.
What's wrong with her? Isn't she already strong enough and cold enough that she won't be heartbroken anymore? Why did she reveal her deepest emotions in front of him?
"Where is this?" She spoke hoarsely, her throat felt like it had been cut with a knife, and it hurt even to swallow a sip of water.
Seemingly calm, she sat up from his arms and took the opportunity to sort out her thoughts while arranging her clothes.
"Ying Lie is looking for the carriage. You just fainted and need to rest for a while." Looking at the empty arms, he suddenly felt a sense of loss that he had never felt before.
"I'm troubling you again." Su Yueming said, but when she inadvertently raised her eyes, she found a mark on his chest that was soaked with blood.
This is what she bit!
Her eyes were stunned, and she couldn't help but raise her hand and put it against the blood-stained area, feeling a complex emotion well up in her heart.
He lowered his head, placed it on her jade hand, which was like gelatin, and said, "No problem."
His heartbeat was transmitted to the palm of her hand through his clothes. The sound of his heartbeat was steady, powerful, and a little rapid at the moment.
"I'll give you a new one as compensation." I couldn't afford anything else, so I could only make a new robe.
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"Your Highness, the Prime Minister's sedan has come out." Ying Lie's deep voice came through from outside, Murong Canghai opened the carriage curtain, and Su Yueming looked over -
"It really belongs to the prime minister's house."
Su Yueming had suppressed the surge in his heart and returned to his original calm and indifferent demeanor.