The evil male voice contained a lot of suppressed emotions, and his voice was deliberately kept very soft, like a whisper, for fear of waking her up.
Feng Jingyun didn't even open her eyes, but she could feel the strong love in his heart that was about to explode.
She was really sleepy, but his deep feelings for her made her aware that he was full of love for her even in her sleep.
"Go to sleep." She took the initiative to pull him down.
His heart moved, "Jingyun, are you still not asleep?"
"Sleep, I'm so tired." This man seemed to have endless energy. After coming to ancient times, she took time to practice and exercise every day, and her physical fitness was now very good. But she was still afraid of him.
He's so awesome.
He lay down next to her, pulled up the quilt, and put her petite body in his arms, "Jingyun, this king wants you..."
She frowned and was so tired that she couldn't open her eyes, "I can't stand it anymore, it hurts so much."
She still couldn't get used to how strong he was.
Knowing that she really couldn't bear any more, he endured another reaction and kissed her on the forehead distressedly, "You can sleep peacefully, I won't touch you for the time being."
"Yeah." She buried her head on his flat chest.
Although his body is cold, as cold as a corpse.
However, inexplicably, she felt a sense of peace of mind slowly building up in her heart.
A sense of trust gradually grew that even if everyone in the world would hurt her, the man next to her would not hurt her at all.
She thought it felt good and comforting.
She didn't want to be like this, it was her heart falling again...
I really want to push him far away, cruelly want to tell him to get out, and kill him.
They want a child, and now that they've 'finished their business', there's no need to sleep together, right?
Just thinking about it made her reluctant to let go.
I couldn't bear to kill him, I couldn't bear to tell him to go away, I even... didn't want to leave his arms.
I don't know if I'm too tired or what.
That cold embrace actually made her feel a little warm.
The bright moon shines on the windowsill.
Moonlight seeped into the room through the closed window, not sunlight, but a few bright rays.
It seemed as if a ray of light had seeped into her closed heart. Although the cold light did not have the warmth of the sun, it allowed her heart sinking in the darkness of purgatory to see a ray of light.
Even if it is cold light, it is still bright light.
Compared to the struggle in her heart, there was a smile on Jun Mo Shang's lips that even he didn't know about. Since he really had her, he has been in a good mood.
Even if she told him to get out, he couldn't really be angry.
She asked him to avoid her, but he didn't really leave. He stayed nearby. After Jun Youqi left, when he got closer to her, he was no longer angry, and then he appeared in front of her again.
Jun Youqi tried his best to find her, but he couldn't get her. Instead, he was miserably deceived by her.
And he...his hand touched the cold black iron mask on his left cheek. A mask that was never taken off even when he was in love.
He hinted several times, originally thinking that she would take the initiative to ask to see his face under the mask.
But she never asked for it.
Sometimes he really wanted to take off the mask in front of her, and his blood-red pupils closed in a desolate manner. But... the mask on his left cheek had not been taken off for so long that it seemed to have turned into his face.
.
He clearly knew that the face under the mask could scare people to death.
Back then, the man he should call his father couldn't, his mother and concubine couldn't, and no one in the world could accept his grimace.