But now, he seemed to have no such right. Xuanyuan Yu slowly lowered his head, his eyes like black holes filled with painful struggles.
"go back!"
If he doesn't go back, he may really be unable to control himself and turn his head.
At this moment, he felt a warm feeling coming from behind.
He was hugged.
"When everyone has abandoned you, how can I leave again?"
Ling Luo opened her arms, hugged Xuanyuan Yu's strong and narrow waist from behind, and hugged him gently, with her upper body pressed against his back and her cheeks nestled against his body.
"Look, isn't there nothing wrong with me?"
Ling Luo never knew that she could make such a soft voice: "Your body is so cold. But, don't be afraid."
She felt his trembling.
Being so close to him, I felt his fear more deeply.
"How...how could you?"
Xuanyuan Yu's eyes widened in disbelief, and emotions that were difficult to describe in words flashed across his face as pale as paper.
There is a kind of emotion called survival in desperate situations.
A gentle smile appeared on the corner of Ling Luo's lips, and she said, "I don't know why. If there must be a reason, it must be that you will not hurt me, no matter what."
No matter what you become, your soul is full of attachment to me.
Even if you can't control your body, even if you hurt anyone unconsciously, you will never hurt me!
Xuanyuan Yu raised his head, and two lines of tears fell faintly from his eyes, which were constantly overflowing with dark demonic energy.
"Very good……"
He started to cry.
There has never been a moment when I was more fortunate than now.
When he is rejected by all life, she will not reject herself.
For a moment, Xuanyuan Yu felt that he had been redeemed.
He turned around slowly, stretched out his hands tremblingly, gently embraced her slender body, and held her tightly in his arms.
What a real touch.
Luo'er's warmth spread over her.
Through clothes, through skin, it penetrated into his body. She was the source of his warmth, and she was the only light in all his darkness.
The corners of Ling Luo's lips curved into a satisfied smile.
"Hahahaha." She was overjoyed.
Xuanyuan Yu loosened his grip on her with some suspicion, lowered his head, looked at her with confusion, and asked, "Why are you laughing?"
"I'm happy." Ling Luo had a bright smile on his face, looked Xuanyuan Yu up and down, and said, "Although you look terrible now, if you think about it selfishly, in the future
No woman will dare to covet you anymore."
Humph, Xuanyuan Yangyue is the best example.
From now on, only she can touch Yu, only she can embrace Yu. Any woman who tries to get her hands on Yu will be severely punished.
From now on, Yu belongs to me alone.
The corners of Xuanyuan Yu's lips curved into a helpless and endearing arc, and he said: "From the beginning, I belong to you alone, and no one can covet me."
If his physical changes could make her feel at ease and make her completely happy, then why not?
For the first time, Xuanyuan Yu felt lucky for this kind of demonization of his body.
He went from being completely unable to accept himself to now being able to gradually accept himself.