Xie Yan did not expect that I would be so arrogant and unreasonable. He was slightly stunned, but he reacted very quickly and avoided the attack of my porcelain cup with a tilt of his head. However, the broken porcelain fragments still left a mark on the side of his face.

Light traces of blood.

I know I shouldn't lose my temper with Xie Yan like this, but I really feel bad. My father raised me too spoiledly, and I have never suffered such injustice since I was a child.

Xie Yan must not like me at all, otherwise how could he treat me so contemptuously? The little confidence I had built up was completely shattered by this incident.

Xie Yan didn't wipe the blood on his face. He stretched out his hand toward me, as if he wanted to comfort me, but I shrank back like a hedgehog. My tears kept falling, and I couldn't even control my crying.

But I was afraid that the attendants outside would hear me. I am a person with great dignity, so I could only cry while lowering my sobs and accuse viciously, "Xie Yan, you don't like me at all. I hate you, hate you, I

I hate you the most. I want to go home, you go, you go."

I was struggling to go out. Xie Yan happened to be beside me. There was no sullen look on his face, as if the injury on his side didn't exist. Blood was still oozing out from his cheek. He didn't care about it. He just removed the belt from my hand.

Untied.

Even though I was using my belt, my hands were still bruised and even had abrasions from the struggle.

I raised my hand to push Xie Yan away, but he suddenly grabbed my two waving arms, held me in his arms like a child, and gently stroked my back with his hands to soothe my overly anxious mood.

breathe.

I can't stop crying. If others treat me like this, I will be embarrassed and angry at best.

But Xie Yan treats me like this, but I can feel endless sadness. I like him so much and cherish him so much, but his behavior today is like a slap in the face that hurts me, showing his contempt for me and his love for me.

Unintentionally, my last fantasy was shattered.

As if to vent my anger, I wiped my nose and tears on his clean robe, kept sobbing, and fiercely broke up with him, "Thank you, you don't like me at all. I don't want to like you anymore.

I will never appear in front of you again!"

From the time I threw the porcelain cup to now, Xie Yan has been extremely calm, allowing me to vent my physical discomfort and inner grievances without showing any emotion, as if in his eyes, I was just an unreasonable child who needed to be coaxed.

But as soon as I finished speaking, his expression suddenly changed, and the emotion on his face was like a storm approaching. He suddenly grabbed my chin, and his cold lips fiercely blocked my breathing.

Naturally I refused to obey, struggled desperately, and tried to push him with my hands, but he restrained both my wrists with only one hand, raised them above my head, and then began to ravage my lips.

When he was in a good mood, his kisses were already very rough. What's more, now, his kisses still had a strong sense of punishment.

My lips and tongue were bitten by him, and even my breath was taken away by him. I couldn't fight him, so I could only whimper and beg for mercy. Hot tears kept falling down, sliding down my cheeks.

Into our intertwined lips and tongues.

I tasted the taste of blood and the salty taste of tears in my mouth, and Xie Yan should have tasted it too. He paused slightly before letting me go. His gray eyes were as gloomy as the gaze of a poisonous snake, and he said coldly, "Keep talking nonsense.

Bite your tongue off."

I finally got fresh air and began to gasp for breath. My brain was in chaos due to lack of oxygen.

Nonsense? What nonsense? Which sentence is nonsense?

Xie Yan obviously doesn't like me at all. If he liked me, how could he treat me so easily?

I always feel that people don’t treat important things casually, just like I treat Xie Yan, I always wish I could hold the sun, moon and stars in front of him to please him.

Obviously I don't want much, I just like it a little bit, but Xie Yan is not willing to give it to me.

I cried silently, like a child who cannot get candy. Xie Yan kept looking at me with cold eyes. I knew that he was also angry. Although he let go of my lips, his arms tightened around my waist.

It hurts, but he has no intention of letting me go.

"Thank you, if you don't like me at all, then don't bully me based on my liking for you. That way, that way," I rubbed my red and swollen eyes vigorously, "I will be more willing than if you reject me directly.

It’s a hundred times sadder.”

After listening to my words, Xie Yan came closer to look at the small mole under my right eye. He seemed to be very curious about my small mole, and suddenly stretched out his tongue, like some kind of dog, to remove the tear stains under my eyes and the wet eyelashes.

Teardrops, all licked clean.

After doing this, he seemed to have lost his temper, and came closer to gently lick the broken wound on my lip, which he had just bitten. I always felt that his behavior had an awkward sense of flattery, so I turned my head and thought

I tried to avoid it, but he grabbed my chin and prevented me from hiding.

This time he was much gentler. When the kiss ended, I licked my lips with some lingering interest. Xie Yan did not move away immediately. His beautiful face was very close to mine, and I could see his thick and handsome eyelashes.

The bridge of his nose, and his thin lips that were gleaming with water, made him swallow his saliva.

He then lifted up the sleeve on my injured arm. I didn't know what he was going to do, but a cool breath fell on my scar.

Xie Yan is helping me blow the itchy scar.

Thinking of this, my heart softened halfway. I was so unsatisfied. As long as Xie Yan flirted with me, I couldn't help but like him and treat him best.

"Is it still itchy now?"

Xie Yan's voice came faintly, and his eyes kept looking at the expression on my face, as if he was observing whether I was still itchy.

I was a little shy for some reason, and suddenly felt that my behavior just now was simply unreasonable, but Xie Yan retained some patience with me and did not argue with me.

I shook my head and said, "It doesn't itch."

Xie Yan stopped talking. He stayed close to my upper arm all the way, blowing on my arm, and didn't let me go until I got off the chariot.

I vented my feelings and felt a lot better. As long as Xie Yan was by my side and his eyes looked at me, I could resist picking my scars.

But at night, I couldn't control my unconscious actions. I waited to see what Xie Yan would do to deal with me.

"Come here." Xie Yan leaned on the bed and read a book. He reached out and patted the bed beside him, beckoning me over.

It turns out that Xie Yan’s trick was to monitor me even when I was sleeping.

I walked over resignedly, until I was in front of me, Xie Yan raised his eyelids and gestured with his chin to where he was inside, but he had no intention of getting out of the way.

I could only put one foot on his waist and try to crawl in. As soon as I stepped over, the book in Xie Yan's hand happened to be put down. When I raised my head, I met Xie Yan's eyes.

It was very late at night, and there were jackdaws neighing outside the window. Xie Yan's white face was a bit hazy by the candlelight, and his gray eyes were as bright as the day in the cold night. I was seduced by the beauty, holding my hands on

Xie Yan stood beside him, reluctant to move.

Xie Yan had no expression on his face, and his long and narrow phoenix eyes looked like a foolish me. He lowered his head slightly and placed a delicate kiss on my lips.

His slender fingers grabbed my waist and pulled me closer to him. Our intimacy at this moment was like him holding me in his arms.

Xie Yan and I had kissed many times, but I didn't know how to breathe every time. In the end, my face was swollen and red, and I couldn't breathe smoothly.

Xie Yan's palms were on my back, so I snuggled into his arms with some dependence, and couldn't help but rub my face against his clothes.

"Go to sleep." Xie Yan's voice was a little hoarse. He picked me up and placed me on the inside of the bed. He then stretched out his hand into my sleeve and placed it on top of my scar.

I was so fascinated by his kiss that I fell asleep very quickly. When the itching occurred at night, I stretched out my hand to scratch it, but I could only touch a slightly cold hand, which was in vain.

Although I was on Xie Yan's bed, I surprisingly slept well. When I woke up the next day, I was still in Xie Yan's arms, with my head resting on his chest, and I could hear his regular heartbeat.

"woke up?"

I just opened my eyes and met Xie Yan's eyes. His eyes were clear and he seemed to have been awake for a long time. I could only nod and discuss with him, "Xie Yan, when you go to the court meeting today, can you

Won’t you tie me up?”
Chapter completed!