1679. Chapter 1679 The most romantic thing in the world
Li Qiyu closed her legs tightly to prevent him from succeeding, so he pinched her chin and put the pill into her mouth.
Her eyes widened, and she couldn't resist her. The taste of the medicine was not bitter, but had a faint sweetness, like the taste of candy, filling each other's mouths.
The drug droplets melted into his saliva and he force-fed it.
Li Qiyu didn't even have a chance to vomit, and was possessed by his arrogant kiss.
When Bo Yeyuan became domineering, she had no room to resist. She was like a sheep waiting to be slaughtered on the bed.
His lips were filled with blood when she bit them, and the fishy smell made her want to vomit. He finally let go of his lips and wiped away the blood on her lips: "Spit it out, and I'll feed it in again. I'll feed you as many times as you spit it out."
If it doesn’t work today, come back tomorrow.”
He said expressionlessly, grabbing her inner thighs with his big hands and forcing her open.
Bo Yeyuan held her legs, curled his lips and said, "The dagger is at your hand. I won't stop until you kill me."
"..."
"Qiyu, whether you are a boy or a girl, I treat our children as treasures." Bo Yeyuan freed up a hand to pull off his pants. He had already prepared them, and he didn't even tie his belt. "
Don't look at me like this, I will follow your wishes throughout the entire process."
Is this also called following one's wishes? He was forcing her in disguise!
Li Qiyu clenched her fists and punched his iron-hard chest angrily. Her muscles were so hard that it hurt her little fist.
However, the hardest thing in his body is not his chest...
"Bo Yeyuan, how could you do this to me!" Li Qiyu's legs trembled, feeling his imminent invasion.
Bo Yeyuan smiled eerily, like a devil: "Because I love you."
"..."
"Li Qiyu, I love you. I can't express how much I love you. If love is just about saying love, it wouldn't be called love." He lowered his body fiercely, "I can't express it, I just do it."
"Well..." Li Qiyu frowned in pain and pushed him hard.
"I like your voice." Li Qiyu, who has a voice that can resist, is the one with soul and flesh and blood.
He doesn't like the sleepwalking Qiyu puppet-like state, but she is better than not having her. He doesn't want her to sleep unless he has to! What he loves is her soul, not just this skin!
"Ah...ah...ah..."
Li Qiyu screamed loudly and suddenly started crying in shame.
Bo Yeyuan's movements paused for a moment, his body hovering over her, holding a big pillow with both hands, watching her cry like a fragile and pale bird.
His eyelashes were wetted by water drops, and they fell quickly, just a drop. He suppressed the mad sadness that was about to sweep him down and continued to move.
Li Qiyu had nowhere to escape, his fingers clasped her hand, and every time he whispered: I'm sorry.
Li Qiyu's heart seemed to have fallen into the deep sea, sinking endlessly, sinking...
She suddenly grabbed the dagger beside her pillow and pointed the sharp end at him: "Bo Yeyuan, get out!"
Bo Yeyuan's body was covered with dripping sweat, and his handsome facial features were like a painting, getting further and further away...
His expression looked like he was in indescribable pain.
Li Qiyu seemed to have prophetic ability. Every time she was about to be separated from him for a long time, she looked at him so close, but he seemed to be thousands of miles away.
Later, she would often think of this day and her heart would twist like a knife. Will she regret this decision-making intersection?
"I say it again, get out! Otherwise I will kill you!"
The dagger was pressed against his chest, and as he leaned over, the tip of the knife was slowly inserted.