Just when she was in a daze, a tall and slender figure provoked her misty glance. She jumped up like a fright, and then there was a greater shock. [26nbsp;]

"Yaxuan." Cui Moyao slowly walked closer to her with a gentle smile.

Fu Yaxuan widened his beautiful eyes in disbelief, his pale little face seemed a little helpless, and he would also laugh, is it going to rain red?

She curled her eyes and glanced at him again: "This place is no longer a barren mountain, why haven't you left yet?"

"It was my mother who asked me to come. She asked me to protect you without leaving any step." She held her green jade hand gently and leaned on her lips and kissed her gently.

"No need!" Fu Yaxuan pulled the tenderloin back in panic.

"I know you have suffered a lot of grievances. I'm sorry, I will never let you suffer any grievances again, and I will never leave you again."

She couldn't believe what she had heard. It was really a dream, right! Otherwise he would never say that to her!

"Yaxuan, promise me that no matter what, don't tell me to separate." His low voice was a little hoarse, and he gently held her hand and placed it on his chest, wanting her to feel it, his heart beats for her.

"Let go of your dirty hands." Fu Yaxuan pulled back his hand and turned away.

"What did you say?" He reached out and grabbed her white tenderness and stared at her coldly.

"You are the noble prince, and I am just an insignificant person and it is not worth your scheming on me. I want to rest, please come back." She turned her face away.

"Very good, you still have a little self-knowledge." A hint of anger raised smoke and gunpowder into his heart. His big hand grabbed her soft and thin hair, and domineeringly narrowed the distance between the two, and his thin lips almost touched her shiny pink cheeks.

"Don't touch me with someone else's hand!" She looked at him coldly, and the cold alienation rose in her eyes. She said contemptuously, and waved his big hand with disgust.

This sentence was like a knife, slashing into his heart. She thought he was dirty!

"I'm dirty? Then I'll let you dirty too." Cui Moyao raised a playful smile on his lips, hooked his long fingers around her narrow collar, and suddenly pulled it down hard.

With a hiss..., a cold chill hit the chest. Fu Yaxuan stared at his breath and stomped on his chest in one breath, almost causing pain.

She closed her pair of Lingcao water eyes, lowered her face, avoiding his approaching hot breath, and her shaking body stiffened in his arms for a while and could not move.

Once, she proudly said in front of her classmates that the man she wants must be loyal to her, and she can only ask for one. If her man betrays her, she will definitely destroy him. She said that, but she couldn't do it.

Cui Moyao was shocked, and strings of tears rolled down his apricot eyes, wetting his hands and shocking his heart.

"I never care about being hated, especially women." He smiled and raised his eyebrows, his deep eyes darkened with the slightest.

"Kill me, Cui Moyao!" Her eyes were bright, and two clusters of angry flames flashed. She stared at his cynical and evil handsome face, wishing she could tear off his pretending smile mask.

"I can't bear to let you die. You are so beautiful that I can't see enough." His big hand gently stroked his silk-like black hair, smelled the fragrance floating from her body, and relaxed with satisfaction.

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Chapter completed!