Lu Yundan felt aching on his shoulders, and with a muffled groan, the anger hidden in his phoenix eyes became even higher and stronger, hugging the person in his arms tighter, hoping to integrate into his own bones and blood, and quickly turned back to the wing where Fu Weiyi lived before.

After seeing Lu Yundan being stabbed, Fu Weiyi took her back to the room where she was before, kicked her back to the door, and began to feel a little scared.

After Lu Yundan kicked the door with his feet, he put down Fu Weiyi in his arms, pulled off her body, and personally wrapped the curtains for her.

Fu Weiyi retreated in frightened, and her back rested on the door. Lu Yundan forced her to imprison her between the door and herself. He held her slender waist with one hand and held her white jade-like chin with the other hand, leaned down, and kissed Fu Weiyi's pink lips heavily.

Fu Weiyi's shimmering eyes widened and struggled violently, but nothing could help. She wanted to close her teeth and bite her, but Lu Yundan pinched her jaw again, allowing him to ask for it.

Fu Weiyi was unable to avoid it, and was kissed by Lu Yundan suddenly and suppressed his breath, as if the world was rotating. The thought of being humiliated and dying rose in his heart for the first time, and tears rose in his eyes.

Fu Weiyi was born in the Fu family. Since she was young, her family has trained her to chess, calligraphy and painting, etiquette and upbringing, and the housekeepers. Since she grew up, she has understood all these things.

Because she was born prematurely and was weak since childhood, the elders of the clan became more and more pampered by her and loved her very much. They couldn't bear to use her to marry each other. They only planned to find a lower-class marriage in the future. In the future, they would have their husband to take care of her and love her husband in the future.

So, Fu Weiyi is beautiful, elegant and gentle, and is a delicate flower that has never passed through the wind and rain. It is a precious peony raised by Fu in the jade pot. She has the appearance and temperament that touches most men, but she is also so fragile that she cannot withstand any storm. Once the family is destroyed, she will be unable to survive and can only be protected by others.

The piano, chess, calligraphy, painting, etiquette and education that I learned hard in the past were just things that show oneself, please others, and please others, and were not the ability to protect ourselves.

When he fell to this situation, Fu Weiyi realized how useless it was to learn these things in the past when danger came.

If the family can no longer protect her, these things she learned before will have no other use except for making her more popular with men.

After a long time, Lu Yundan released Fu Weiyi's lips, his body slightly retreated, and he said with a hoarse feeling of oppression: "Why? Didn't you say you are a plaything? You just did something that should be a plaything thing, so you can't stand it?"

Fu Weiyi pursed her lips stubbornly, preventing the tears from falling. She clenched the golden hairpin in her hand again, and a decisive look flashed in her eyes.

Lu Yundan directly noticed Fu Weiyi's intention and said coldly: "If you dare to seek death, I will no longer protect each other from those Fu's female relatives in the military prostitute camp!"

At this time, the sky was dark, and the moonlight shone in through the wide open window frame. Only a strong smell of blood was heard spreading in the air and could not be removed. This was the blood that was still oozing out from Lu Yundan's shoulders, and the winding scarlet red bloomed on his robe, like a tragic and shrill blood flower. This shows how deep Fu Weiyi's hairpin was just now.

Fu Weiyi heard Lu Yundan say this, and at the end of her eyes, she touched the blood-colored flower on Lu Yundan's shoulder. She lost her strength in her body. The golden hairpin in her hand fell heavily to the ground, her defense in her heart was broken, and she burst into tears.

"Is it painful to be alive?" Lu Yundan said coldly again.

"Don't touch me..." Fu Weiyi pressed her hand against Lu Yundan's chest, collapsed and cried and begged.

"Then what do you want me to treat you?" Seeing Fu Weiyi like this, Lu Yundan finally couldn't find out a trace of softness in his eyes.

"Old friend." Fu Weiyi expressed her true thoughts in her heart.

"Will you be more despised next time?" Lu Yundan asked again with a cold voice.

"How could you treat me like this?" Fu Weiyi looked up with tears in her eyes and looked at the strange handsome man in front of her in disbelief.

"I will feel uncomfortable if you hurt me repeatedly with words as a weapon. I also want you to try this feeling." Lu Yundan looked down at her, and said with a expressionless face.

Fu Weiyi had never seen such a Lu Yundan, and her face turned pale and her tears were like beads with broken threads.

"You have been doing this again and again, but because I have affection for you." Lu Yundan looked at the woman in front of him with a thorough look.

When Fu Weiyi heard this, her face completely lost its blood color, and her whole body was like falling into an ice cave. She felt like someone had cut off her flesh and blood from her body. It seemed as if something had suddenly cracked open in her heart, crushed and crushed into powder. There was a vague voice, and she screamed desperately in her mind: Nonsense! Nonsense! Nonsense! Nonsense! Nonsense! Nonsense! Nonsense!
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