Chu Dongling ignored Long Qian's words, gently placed her on the bed, and held her in his arms.
Long Qian had tried very hard to calm down her emotions, but looking at his dark eyes, her body was shaking uncontrollably and couldn't stop.
"Don't be afraid!" Chu Dongling reminded her in a mute voice, holding her shoulders.
"But I can't control my fear." Long Qian's teeth were shaking.
I always felt that he had infinite power and would be able to torture her to death.
Why was she in a daze just now? Just wash up, get dressed, put on the little golden gun, at least she has something at hand.
Now she has nothing, even if she wants to fight hard, she has no choice!
"My lord, your lord." Long Qian called softly.
"Yeah." Chu Dongling was sweating on his temples and his breath was very hot.
"Say." He managed to squeeze out two words.
Tonight was different from that night. He promised her that he would be gentler, but whether he could do it even he began to doubt.
The little guy's body was too soft, and he just wanted to rub her into the blood.
Long Qian took a deep breath, and his whole body trembled again.
Little did she know that every time she shook, it was a kind of torture to the man.
"Do you keep your word...? You said you would be gentle..."
It is better to live than to die. She, Long Qian, has always been greedy for life and afraid of death.
As long as she lives, she can treat herself as if she was bitten by a dog. Anyway, it's not like she hasn't been bitten before.
But this dog is crazy and strong. Can she survive?
"I promise you, I will try my best to... exercise restraint."
As his breath fell, his face was already close to hers.
"Wait a minute." Long Qian pressed against his chest and looked into his eyes under the mask for a moment.
"What does try your best mean? So, the prince may not be able to control it, right?"
She's still going to die, right?
Chu Dongling kissed her on the cheek and stood up again.
"I will not let you die." His voice was hoarse as if he had been crushed.
"But I feel worse than death!" Long Qian blinked, a layer of mist forming in his eyes.
"Girl." Chu Dongling's slightly trembling fingertips slid across the corners of her eyes, "Are you willing to endure it for me?"
"I don't want to!" Long Qian shook his head without thinking.
How could she be willing? It hurts! The feeling is indeed worse than death.
But when she met the man's deep eyes, she nodded dully.
"Well...if it's me who faints, can you just let me faint...forget it?"
At least if you faint, you don't need to endure greater pain, right?
Don't give her inner strength and let her wake up and face this cruel world again.
Just die! You won't be able to escape today anyway.
Without waiting for Chu Dongling's response, Long Qian closed his eyes forcefully.
I don't know whether it was because she was using too much force or because she was afraid, but her eyes were closed and she was still shaking violently.
Seeing her like this, Chu Dongling felt that the last line of defense in his heart was broken.
"Don't be afraid, keep your strength and feel good."
The man on her body left, and Long Qian quietly opened half of his eyes.
Feel it...what is he doing?
The moment Chu Dongling threw away his clothes, Long Qian closed his eyes tightly in despair.
"My lord, you have to control yourself. I am the wife you finally married."
"If I die too, no one will be willing to marry you in the future. You have to... control yourself..."
The man's hot breath hit him overwhelmingly, and Long Qian really wanted to take out the dragon ball eggs and destroy the world.
Damn! I’m so wronged!
My stomach suddenly hurt, and the moment he came closer, a stream of heat rushed downwards.
Long Qian opened his eyes suddenly and hugged his shoulders.
