Last night, when she lost consciousness, He Yixiang's heart was ashes. She was ashamed of her body as jade, and regarded chastity as more important than life. If she suffered such insults, she would probably use a self-sighted way to cleanse her defiled body. He Yixiang was so unwilling to accept that she had not found her brother yet, so her heart was filled with despair.
But before committing suicide, He Yixiang must first kill the person who defiled herself.
When I opened my eyes, I saw a familiar scene. The neat room, the warm fragrant bed, and the dazzling sunlight that was sunbathed through the window.
Is this a dream? He Yixiang was lost. In the seconds of restoring consciousness, countless scenes of her miserable experience flashed through her brain. Her body was covered in bruises, her hair was dry and messy, and her lower body was painful and bleeding... I dare not imagine it anymore.
He Yixiang hugged her arms. She found that she was still wearing yesterday's clothes. She turned her head and her eyes fell on the dressing table next to her neatly tidy. Is this her room? Have you returned to Wangyou Valley again? Am I dreaming, or is this not happening?
"Xiang'er, you're awake." A faint and gentle laughter rang beside her. He Yixiang was stunned and curled up and twisted. At the head of the bed where the sun shone in, she saw Guo Lin leaning against the side. The lines on her face were particularly gentle under the morning light.
It seemed that he understood something. The moment he recognized Guo Lin, tears burst out from He Yixiang's eyes. When he needed help the most, the first person who flashed out of He Yixiang's mind was Guo Lin, and he really appeared and saved himself.
At this moment, the prejudice against Guo Lin and the grudge in my heart gradually melted like snow.
Thinking about the scene last night, He Yixiang was scared for a moment. She could no longer suppress the grievances in her heart. She threw herself into Guo Lin's arms and started crying. "Brother, Xiang'er is so scary." He Yixiang's delicate body was trembling. The outside world was so terrible. After only half a day, she almost suffered an accident.
That's great, the tragedy didn't happen. It's great, Xiang'er was not violated. He Yixiang was still scared. If that kind of thing really happened, she wouldn't dare to face it. Should she stop herself, or should she bear the humiliation and continue to look for her brother?
For the first time, He Yixiang felt that Guo Lin's arms were so warm, so she was relieved. Just like when she was young, she caused trouble, and her brother He Zuoan gently stroked his head and said, "Girl, it's okay. I'm there." Then she ran away and took the trouble to herself.
The person in front of me is not my brother, but the sense of security is given is not that small. I buried my head deeply in Guo Lin's arms, and warm pictures appeared in He Yixiang's heart. The scenes in the picture are all in the Valley of Forgetful Worry. The protagonists in the picture are all himself and Guo Lin.
When he couldn't see things, he took care of himself carefully. He served tea, water, and fed himself to himself. When he was unaware of it, he let himself eat priceless pills and reach the realm of the King of Refining. He really treated himself as a relative. Although he had killed his brother, he had no choice back then, not to mention that his brother was not dead.
He had no blood relationship with him, but he cared for him so carefully. He Yixiang gradually realized that his hatred for Guo Lin was gone. Thinking of his frowning yesterday, He Yixiang even felt a little distressed.
Guo Lin's extremely gentle voice came to his ears, and there was a smile that made her feel at ease. "It's okay, Xiang'er. The breakfast is ready, I'll take it."
He lost his temper at him and left without saying goodbye. But he had no intention of blaming himself at all. He Yixiang felt ashamed and buried her head lower and lower.
Shortly after Guo Lin left, when he came in again, he had a bowl of fragrant meat porridge in his hand. Looking at Guo Lin carefully feeding him spoon after spoon, this meticulous love deeply moved He Yixiang.
"I'm sorry, Guo Lin. It's me that I'm too willful and worried you." Looking at the love in Guo Lin's eyes, He Yixiang's heart was sweet. Although she couldn't see her brother for the time being, here, in the arms of the man in front of her, she still felt like home. A different kind of family affection slowly flowed between the two.
Putting down the bowl, Guo Lin touched He Yixiang's smooth and fair forehead and said, "Don't call me my name, I'll live a life. If you don't mind, you should still call me brother."
He Yixiang stuck out her tongue: "I'm the same as Sister Yuxin, call you third brother."
Guo Lin raised his lips slightly and said, "Yes. But since you call me brother, you must listen to me. Like last night, things that didn't say anything else will not happen again. Otherwise, after you find it, I will slap you in the butt."
He Yixiang's face turned slightly red. When his eyes were not good before, Guo Lin also said this, but because she treated him as He Zuoan, she felt very natural. However, it was different now. Although she was still brother and sister, there was a subtle change in He Yixiang's heart. She secretly looked at Guo Lin, then lowered her head quickly. He Yixiang said, "Well, I understand. Third brother, Xiang'er wants to sleep for a while."
Guo Lin knew that after what happened last night, He Yixiang had already forgiven herself in his heart. He smiled and said, "If you want to drive me out, just say. The sun is soaking in your butt, how can you sleep?"
"Hate! No. Third brother, you bully people."
Looking at Guo Lin who was laughing out, He Yixiang's red face showed a knowing smile.
This time, by chance, to be honest, the second generation ancestor of the Dong family has made contributions. If it weren't for him, I wouldn't know when the cold war between He Yixiang and Guo Lin would be. Or, He Yixiang left the Forget Valley and gradually became independent, he might never come back.
However, Guo Lin would not be grateful to him. If he hadn't appeared at a critical moment last night, He Yixiang would have been tragic now. Guo Lin would have no guilt at all about kicking Dong Jie's younger brother.
He Yixiang's room was on the first floor. As soon as Guo Lin came out, he saw the girls who were having breakfast together. Qin Yumo also lived here last night, but she hurriedly had breakfast and went back to Jingjing when Guo Lin was feeding He Yixiang. As the queen, she had to fulfill her obligations. She should not miss such an important thing in the morning court.
In the dining hall, there were Bai Bing, Lin Wan'er, Guo Yuxin, He Yun'er. He Yixiang was back, and it seemed that her hostility towards her also disappeared. Guo Lin was in a particularly good mood. Looking at He Yun'er, who was fluttering in yellow, walked towards him with a bowl of meat porridge. Guo Lin's eyes flashed over the meat porridge in her hand and landed on the woman's fair breasts. The plump white peak squeezed out a deep and seductive ditch.
"Young Master, it's time for breakfast."
It was not until He Yuner's voice sounded in his ears that Guo Lin withdrew his unscrupulous gaze and took the bowl from the red-faced He Yuner.
This scene happened to Qin Yuxin: "Third Brother, you just looked at Sister Yun'er so evil, like a hooligan."
He was arrested on the spot and was in action. Guo Lindao was nothing, in front of his woman. His skin could be as thick as the city wall. However, He Yun'er was different. She was like drunk, her face was red to the neck, even below the neck and above her chest, and her skin that should have been snow-white was also red, which looked very beautiful.
Guo Lin also glanced inside again. Although he had seen many naked women, he calmly glanced at the beautiful woman's breasts with his eyes and looked at the beautiful woman's blushing face, and he couldn't help but feel happy.
Guo Lin disagreed and said, "She is my person, what's wrong with me taking a look. Is it a big fuss? He Yun'er." After saying that, he looked at He Yun'er with bright eyes. Guo Lin's possessiveness is very strong, and no one can change what he believes. When he accepted He Yun'er as a female slave, she was born from the Guo family and died as a ghost of his own Guo family. In a sense, He Yun'er is indeed Guo Lin's private property.
Guo Yuqing covered her mouth and said in surprise: "Three Brother, you said Sister Yun'er is your person. Have you been treating her... too fast, I don't know."
"Miss Yuxin, don't get me wrong. Yun'er is the young master's female slave, so she is also his."
He Yuner didn't know why she blurted out an explanation. Just now when Guo Lin said that she was his person, her heart beat rapidly and her mood rose. But the next moment, she figured it out. It turned out that Guo Lin was talking about that, she was self-indulgent. But, therefore, she also understood her true heart. Oh my God, what's wrong with me, when did I start to be his female slave... I was coerced, and I should hate him.
Qin Yuxin breathed a sigh of relief. Although she was thinking about pulling He Yuner to the same front, she was still somewhat rejecting Guo Lin's more and more women out of the instinct of a woman.
But she was a little repulsive, which did not mean that Bai Bing was also repulsive. She put down the bowl and patted her belly with satisfaction. A seductive expression appeared on her charming face: "Bad guy, Sister Wan'er's face is red and looks very good. When did you eat her?"
Guo Lin drank all the meat porridge in one gulp and placed it on the table. Then he came over and pinched Bai Bing's charming face and said, "The prince is not in a hurry, the eunuch is in a hurry. I haven't eaten the source liquid for a long time, I'm itching, right?"
"How do you know?" Bai Bing's eyes suddenly became brighter. Her greedy gaze moved downwards, and finally stopped at the slightly protruding part of Guo Lin's belt three inches.
Guo Lin was stunned and thought to himself that he was really blamed for his excessive talk. Bai Bing mentioned the source liquid, as long as there was no outsider, he would not distinguish between the occasion. Now, in front of other women, wouldn’t he agree to her favor with one or the other?
Guo Lin's eyes paused slightly on Lin Wan'er, who was fascinated by the death, and showed a desire, as if she was about to strip her clothes. Then his eyes moved to Qin Yuxin, who was putting her full chest on the table in order to save effort. He saw the jealousy on the latter's face, and even his little mouth was pouting.
After abstinence for half a month, Guo Lin's hormones had already overflowed. A bold idea suddenly arose. He looked at Bai Bing, whose desire was burned, and his chest seemed to grow a little older. He also had Lin Wan'er who had a shiny eyes as if he could speak. Then his eyes were on He Yuner, who was elegant but his female slave. He paused slightly. Guo Lin rubbed his hands and said calmly: "Let's come together, my bed is very big."
"Dream." As soon as the words fell, "pa, pa" two crisp sounds, two small hands with different flesh were printed on their faces one left and one right.