Ji Anan opened his eyes wide and stared up at him: "You are crazy... um..."
Beiming Shaoxi stared at her deeply, like a wolf, blocking her with a ferocious kiss, but the kiss was very gentle...
He kissed her flatteringly, described her, and stirred his rough tongue in her mouth, not to let her breathe freely.
Different from the usual occupation of conquering cities and territories, every move he made was done with caution, as if he was trying his best to please her.
A pair of blue eyes deeply observed the subtle expressions on her face. She frowned and he let go.
Ji Anan's heart ached, and observing people's words and expressions was never something Beiming Shaoxi would do.
The relationship between them has reached the point of trepidation?
At least, she can feel every trace of Beiming Shaoxi's deliberateness now...
He wanted to protect their relationship. How could the cracked mirror be put together without cracks?
"Did I sleep for a long time in the afternoon?" he asked hoarsely, clasping the back of her head with one hand and breathing in her scent with nostalgia.
Ji Anan doesn't know what to say...
Seeing him like this, she couldn't hate him now, she just felt sad.
A helpless and sour taste fermented in her heart.
Is his entanglement with her still in love, or because he hates her, or because he can't let go of the fact that he poured all his feelings into her three years ago...that's all.
"What were you doing while I was sleeping?"
"..."
"Who did you just call?"
The less she spoke, the more flustered he became, kissing her face, ears, neck like a child...
His hot breath swept over her body, and Ji Anan's heart seemed to be on fire as it was covered by his palm.
"Ji An'an, talk to me..." His voice was hoarse, not the overbearing command he had before.
But even when he showed weakness, he was also very possessive.
Ji Anan's throat was choked with sobs, and she looked into his eyes close at hand: "What should I say?"
"Are you blaming me?"
"Should I not complain?"
"I just want you to have a taste of how I felt when you threw me to another woman... and you drugged me." He sneered, "And you, at least, are awake. What am I doing?
You know all the bad things..."
She might refuse and run away, but what about him?
Beiming Shaoxi squeezed her shoulders: "Compared to the harm you have done to me, my treatment to you is... insignificant!"
So, he is kind, right?
Ji Anan lowered his eyes: "I know, I was wrong. But that is all in the past. After your revenge, aren't we evened out?"
He held her little hand and pressed it on his chest, stroking the engraved lines.
"I apologized..."
"You are a three-year-old child? Does it make sense to carve words on your body? The way you apologize is to torture yourself... I can only say that you are not only stupid, but also sick."
Seeing how painful she was being tortured by him, he could only torture himself masochistically and suppress a little guilt!
"Engrave it, I will always remember the mistakes I have made... imprinted on my chest." Beiming Shaoxi's embrace was hot...
It was the first time he loved someone, and after falling in love with her, he would never love anyone else again. The first time he made a mistake, no one taught him how to change, no one told him how to ask for forgiveness.
He was stumbling and bleeding all the way, but he still refused to give up.
Beiming Shaoxi told her in a low voice
That day when he came down from the rooftop, he heard someone hiding on the edge of the stairs in the corridor talking on the phone: