boom!

A tea cup flew straight over and hit the door panel next to Mu Yunqing, breaking into pieces.

She was startled and subconsciously took half a step back.

A very gloomy voice came from inside the house, as if wrapped in the frost and snow of the twelfth lunar month, it was horrifyingly cold: "Get out!"

Mu Yunqing froze and frowned slightly.

It was only at this time that she realized a problem. Was she sure she could persuade Rong Jin to regain his sanity?

She came here in a hurry just because she was lonely and worried about him, but I am afraid that her influence on him is not that great. She is afraid... that she will disappoint Bai Su and the others.

She took a deep breath, composed herself, and finally walked in.

In any case, it would be difficult for her to feel at ease without seeing Rong Jin with her own eyes.

There were no candles burning in the room, and Mu Yunqing's night vision was not as good as Yiliang, so she didn't close the door and quietly walked into the inner room under the crescent moon.

Seeing that she was advancing instead of retreating, Rong Jin was extremely angry, and bloodthirsty evil thoughts boiled in his heart.

Mu Yunqing didn't even see how he came here. She only felt that a strong wind swept by, and a dark shadow flashed in front of her eyes. Her neck was pinched hard, and her whole body was pressed against the pillar.

, I was knocked on the head, and I felt dizzy for a while.

Rong Jin's eyes were fierce and cold.

Mu Yunqing struggled to open his hand, but her breathing weakened and she couldn't use the strength at all: "Rong...Rong Jin..."

"Qing Qing..." Rong Jin looked at her blankly, his eyes full of disbelief.

He may have been so surprised that he forgot to take his hand back, or even to remove his strength.

Mu Yunqing saw that the anger in his eyes had faded, and she clearly recognized her. However, she was choked and couldn't speak, and couldn't break free, so she could only raise her leg to step on his foot.

Although the force was light, it fortunately made Rong Jin realize that the scene in front of him was not his imagination.

The person he has longed for is standing in front of him at this moment.

"Qingqing!" His hand stretched out to the back of her neck, pulled her directly into his arms, and locked her tightly: "Qingqing, Qingqing, Qingqing..."

He called her softly, one after another, affectionate and affectionate.

His voice became softer and softer, but the hand around her tightened tighter and tighter.

Mu Yunqing couldn't stand being choked and knocked on the head by him, so after being hugged by him, she closed her eyelids slightly, trying to relieve the discomfort.

The room was quiet and warm, with only a hint of emotion lingering in it.

After a while, Mu Yunqing slowly raised his eyes, and Wen Ran's voice sounded particularly gentle at night: "Rong Jin, what's wrong with you?"

She pushed him away slightly to check his condition, but she saw that his face was pale, veins popped up on his forehead, and a drop of sweat slowly flowed down his forehead, as if he was enduring great pain.

He didn't answer, but hugged her tightly again, as if this was the only way to relieve the pain and suffering.

"Rong Jin, um..." Mu Yunqing wanted to say more, but Rong Jin lifted his chin and kissed her domineeringly.

A passionate and passionate kiss, almost crazy.

Mu Yunqing's kiss hurt her, and her heart seemed to be aching.

Rong Jin's lips were warm, which was different from the feeling he gave people, but it was very similar to the way he treated her. Although he looked cold, he would rather cut out his heart and hold it to her, but also let her feel it.

A touch of warmth.

Their lips and teeth were entangled, and Mu Yunqing tasted a hint of blood. She frowned in pain, but she endured not pushing Rong Jin away, or even struggling, but it was not because of fear as before, but because of reluctance.

It wasn't until Rong Jin took the initiative to let go of her lips and instead pressed kisses randomly on the corners of her eyebrows and eyes that she tentatively spoke: "Rong Jin... let me feel your pulse, okay?"

Hearing this, Rong Jin seemed to have come back to her senses, her dark eyes staring at her red and swollen lips, with an expression of annoyance on her face.

He raised his hand and placed it on her cheek, gently stroking it with his soft fingertips: "Qing Qing..."

When his eyes moved down and saw the red marks on her neck left after being pinched, Rong Jin blamed himself even more.

Mu Yunqing didn't blame him. Seeing that his mood was more stable than before, she took his hand to check his pulse. Unexpectedly, he easily broke away with a twist of his wrist, and his big palm turned to cover her eyes.

.

Mu Yunqing was a little surprised: "Rong Jin?"

Rong Jin lowered his head and pressed his forehead against hers. His thin lips were only a short distance away from hers. He spoke in a lonely tone and whispered, "Don't look at me, Qing."

"……What's wrong?"

"The way I look now... I don't look good, I'm afraid I'll scare you." He knew what it would look like if he went crazy.

He was afraid of seeing fear and rejection in her eyes, afraid that she would despise him and run away from him, and even more afraid that when the day came, he would go even madder and imprison her by his side like before.

But he promised her that she would change, and as long as she behaved, he would definitely change.

Rong Jin refused to let her see it, so Mu Yunqing didn't force it, but she still had to ask: "Bai Su said that you will suffer heart-gnawing pain on the fifteenth day of every month. Why is this happening? But are you injured?"

?”

"It's okay. It will be much better if I see Qingqing."

"Lie!" Mu Yunqing frowned, feeling angry that he didn't take her body seriously. Where was the energy he used to force her to take medicine in his previous life?

Being scolded by her, Rong Jin was stunned for a moment, then pecked her on the lips as if to please, and said, "It's true, I won't lie to you."

"...Then let me feel your pulse."

Rong Jin held her hand and said in a doting tone: "Okay."

Mu Yunqing put her fingertips on his wrist veins, raised her eyes to look at him, and saw that his expression was indeed not as painful as before, and seemed to be relieved a lot. He was about to feel relieved, but then his brows frowned even more.

.

There was clearly nothing abnormal about Rong Jin's pulse!

But why? He was clearly in unbearable heartache just now. He was injured or sick. How could there be no problem at all?

Pulling her hand down and holding it in his palm, Rong Jin said softly: "You feel your pulse, do you believe what I just said?"

"how so?!"

"But I can bear the occasional pain." He looked down at her, with expectation in his eyes, and asked cautiously: "Qingqing... are you worried about me?"

Mu Yunqing's heart ached, and seeing Rong Jin's eyes turning red, she couldn't say anything negative no matter what.

She lowered her eyes and sighed lightly.

Rouyi gently held one of Rong Jin's sleeves. Her voice was astringent and she trembled slightly: "Rong Jin... I want you to live well..."

She didn't want anything to happen to him.

As soon as she finished speaking, Rong Jin held her waist and pushed her into his arms, and she was showered with delicate kisses. But this time, he seemed to be no longer satisfied with a simple kiss. He stretched out his hand around her waist several times.

It was tied to the waist, and although it lay dormant after being held down by her in a panic, the other hand was restlessly pulling on the skirt of her clothes.

"Rong Jin...don't..." Mu Yunqing was so weak that she could hardly stand.

The dress is messy and the shoulders are half exposed.

Rong Jin's lips kissed her neck inch by inch. When he passed the pinch mark, he frowned in pain, swiped the tip of his tongue and licked her gently, causing Mu Yunqing's delicate body to tremble.

"Rong Jin..."

"Qingqing, don't be afraid." His voice was gentle and his movements were dangerous: "This time, I will never cause you such pain again."
Chapter completed!