Yan Shensuo stayed in the dungeon for too long, and there was nothing left to say between him and Zhao Qin.
The conspiracy and methods of each other are so clear that there is no need to say harsh words. After all, actions are much harsher than words, and the only thing left is to fight to the death.
Zhao Qin relies on Tong Ming to survive, but it won't always be like this, it will always be solved. Tong Ming, who wants to share his fate?
As we walked out of the dungeon and headed towards the middle courtyard, the sky turned gloomy and it seemed like it was going to snow again. The cold wind was raging, carrying the cold fragrance of plum blossoms.
Yan Chen looked up and saw Ye Wanwan walking slowly from under a plum tree. She had always been afraid of the cold and didn't like to move. When it got cold, she didn't want to move anymore.
What makes a person who is so afraid of the cold come to this ice and snow, either to see the winter plum blooming in the snow, or just for... him.
Yan Chen unconsciously curled his lips, and the smile spread in his eyes. In his heart, he could only see the person walking towards him little by little.
Ye Wanwan is squeamish, but her figure is not petite. She is slender, graceful, and exquisite. In summer, she wears clothes to show off her figure. Every step she takes is charming, but it changes in winter.
Compared to those heavy and gorgeous clothes, she prefers the warm fox fur, which wraps her whole body, making her look furry and rounder, less charming, and more cute and naive than can be described.
Of course, this is just Ye Wanwan in Yan Chen's eyes. Jiaohan? She doesn't know these two words.
Neither of them stopped, and walked towards each other leisurely, both looking at each other. Finally, they reached the opposite side, only an arm's length apart.
Their eyes were all looking at each other, their expressions were light, but they were surrounded by an indescribable passion that they couldn't bear to look away from.
No one asked, but at this moment they all understood the other's answer.
Yan Chen did not choose to relieve his pain, and Ye Wanwan did not choose to abandon him.
Yes, abandon it.
As long as Ye Wanwan lets Yan Chen use Han Zhisu as an antidote, it is abandonment, but it is a process of cutting flesh with a dull knife, slow but painful.
No matter what caused him to have a relationship with someone else, there will be a crack in the relationship between the two of them, and it will never heal for life. Even if they love each other deeply, they will eventually drift further and further apart because of this wound that cannot be healed.
Don't say it's for the other's good, and use life and the overall situation as an excuse to force things past. As long as it's not what the other party wants, it's not for the other's good.
More annoying than selfishness is self-righteousness.
Compared with eliminating the threat and torture of the same fate technique, the relationship with her is what he cares about most. Fortunately, the same is true for her.
If in order to survive, you will go to a stranger's road, then life will be worse than death.
Ye Wanwan raised her hand, placed her fingertips on his chest, and slowly moved down to his psoas muscles: "Does it hurt?"
It’s a meaningless sentence, but both of them understand it.
The most serious injury on Zhao Qin's body was here. Yan Chen had to bear all his pain, even more pain.
But now Ye Wanwan is not only concerned about the pain, but that he can stand here properly and prove that Zhao Qin is not wrong and that he did use other methods to suppress him, which are destined to lead to eternal disaster.
He knew he couldn't hide it from her anymore, but Yan Chen didn't explain, and there was no need to explain. She must understand the reason why he did this, so he showed a hint of grievance and pain, and opened his arms towards her: "A little bit, you hug me.
"
Naturally, Ye Wanwan would not refuse, leaning forward to hold his waist, and gently snuggled into his arms.
This hug was so light that Yan Chen felt as if she had turned into a fragile porcelain doll.
But it was rare to feel Ye Wanwan's care and love, so he would not show off at this time.
He hugged her gently with the same force and rubbed her forehead with his chin: "Do you dislike me?"
Drinking human blood sounds so evil no matter how you sound.
He didn't tell her because he didn't want her to know that he had turned into a monster that drank blood, but in the end he couldn't hide it.
Ye Wanwan rubbed his heart, closed her eyes, and said indifferently: "I hate you...but you are mine, life and death, and you are not allowed to be touched."
Exclusive, paranoid, and unreasonable, even if the cost is Yan Chen's pain, even if he is doomed in the end, the worst she can do is go to hell with him.
Yan Chen smiled, his chest vibrating, powerful and extremely joyful.
Why is his Wanwan so lovable? She is straightforward and domineering, and she is willing to let him die in her hands.
He could not tell what Zhao Qin was thinking, but he didn't necessarily like Ye Wanwan that much. He was just obsessed with her for a moment and started to compete for her.
He used this fate-sharing technique to disgust them. He didn't want to win Ye Wanwan's favor. He just wanted to antagonize them and break them up so that everyone would have a hard time together.
Because he has never truly loved anyone, even if he plots people's hearts, there are some people's hearts that he cannot understand, and he will not understand their choices at all.
As her body flew into the air, Ye Wanwan quickly protected Yan Chen's neck: "Hey, don't hug me."
His body was still hurting, and it would be even harder to hold her.
The corner of Yan Chen's lips curled up, and he said in a snarky tone, "Your man is not that useless. With your body, I can still hold him."
As he said that, he tilted his head and took her ear into his mouth: "You can do something else if you want."
It was wet and hot, and the breath entered along the ear canal, feeling numb and numb, and went straight to the head.
This gangster!
Ye Wanwan glared at him angrily, but she didn't know that her cheeks were flushed and her eyebrows were shy and angry, making her even more charming.
Yan Chen's joking eyes dimmed instantly, and the hot temperature burned like a flame. He was just teasing her, but now he couldn't let her go.
Ye Wanwan: "..."
“It’s still broad daylight!!!”
Ye Wanwan could immediately see the change in Yan Chen's eyes, but now that it's a hundred days of sunshine, do you know how to restrain yourself with shame?
It was obvious that Yan Chen didn't understand.
Ye Wanwan resisted, but Yan Chen was so familiar with her that he could always easily make her surrender. Especially since he was in an extremely high mood today and needed to vent his overflowing emotions, he would not let Ye Wanwan resist at all.
Of course, he didn't force Ye Wanwan. Whether it was seducing, pestering, tempting, or teasing, he could always control Ye Wanwan until she lost her temper and let him do whatever he wanted.
After all the fuss, it was already dark.
Ye Wanwan didn't expect that she didn't sleep in the end, and she was still very awake. She usually fell asleep due to pain all over her body.
However, she was surprised for only a few moments when she saw herself standing in front of the bed, with herself lying on the bed.
Soul body!
Really...it's time to get used to it.
There was a force pulling her, with a very strong temptation that could not be ignored, making her always want to go there.
Is it hell or the door to the afterlife?
She didn't know, but she couldn't go now. Her intuition told her that if she went, she might never come back.
He gritted his teeth and struggled to get into his body, completely losing consciousness.