Ming Xi stood at the door uneasily, hesitating whether to go in. After thinking about it, she bit her lower lip and walked in gently.
From the first time she saw Wang Zun, Ming Xi felt a sense of déjà vu, especially those eyes, which were exactly the same as what she had sensed before.
Moreover, from his vague eyes, she also found resonance. She felt that they might have known each other before.
She wants to know, who is he?
What kind of interactions have they had before?
So, she came to him and wanted an answer.
There was no one in the room, except for the sound of running water coming from the bathroom. In order to prevent people passing by from seeing her and causing misunderstanding, Mingxi closed the door.
But she didn't realize that there was a pair of narrow eyes watching her from the corner of the corridor. When she saw her closing the door, a piercing cold light appeared in those eyes.
Mingxi stood by the sofa in the living room, waiting for the sound of water in the bathroom to stop and for the person to come out.
…
Listening to the slight sound outside, a devilish smile appeared on the lips of the king, and a deep warmth appeared in Zhanze's clear black eyes. She really came. Even after drinking the Forgetting Water, she was still not completely
Forget me.
From the first sight, she had feelings for me!
This thought made the king feel happy physically and mentally. He turned his head and looked at the deep tooth mark on his left shoulder. Even after two years, the mark was still so clear. At the beginning, she bit so hard and hated it so deeply.
Does she still hate me now?
He walked out wearing a black towel, and the water on his body was not wiped off. The clear water droplets exuded a seductive luster on his bronze skin. His long wet hair hung wetly on his shoulders. His strong body was spacious.
His chest and evil face all showed his wild, unruly and domineering spirit.
He is like a piece of plain jade without any carving, natural and spotless, with primitive wildness and a natural kingly style!
And the pair of clear black eyes seemed to become clearer and brighter after being washed by the water, like gems that can still sparkle in the dark night, always with an inextinguishable brilliance.
"Mr. Wang..." Ming Xi heard the footsteps and turned around, but her eyes widened in shock and looked at him in horror.
There is a lifelike dragon on his body...
It was as real as life, wrapped around his whole body, the dragon's tail spread out on his legs, and the dragon's head looked ferocious on his chest, exactly like the fire dragon in her dream...
The king lowered his eyes and glanced at his chest. The ferocious dragon head opened its bloody mouth on the chest, as if it wanted to eat someone. It seemed that she was frightened.
He put on the black robe that had been prepared on the sofa, poured himself a glass of ice wine, drank it in one gulp, and looked at her deeply: "Are you looking for me?"
Ming Xi was still staring at him, staring at him in fear. The eyes were the same and the dragon tattoo was the same. It couldn't be a coincidence. We must have known each other before and had crossed paths.
"Who are you?" Ming Xi was trembling with excitement, her body crumbling due to weakness.
"You look very bad..." The king came over and wanted to help Ming Xi, but she resisted and took a step back, avoiding his hand, and asked excitedly, "Who are you? Who are you?"
"Why do you ask? What are you thinking of?" The king stood there and looked at her deeply. His expression was still calm and his eyes were as indifferent as before, but his heart was already full of turbulence and mixed feelings.
"What do you mean? What can I remember?..." Before Ming Xi could finish speaking, she felt dizzy and her whole body felt weak.
The king immediately carried her to the bed and lay down, then covered her with a quilt, and caressed her delicate and pale face with fascination. The perfect touch, the fresh breath, this familiar feeling rippled from the bottom of his heart, with a strong
Deep warmth.
"Please respect yourself." Ming Xi frowned and moved her face away, avoiding his touch.
"Why are you so weak? You should live a good life without me." He was not angry, he looked at her with pity, his heartache was visible in his eyes.
"What do you mean? Could it be that... we have... dated before?" Ming Xi was still a little excited.
She has been trying to recall the blank memory of two years ago, but she can't remember anything except a deep sadness and grief. She doesn't understand what happened in those three days.
What could have caused her to forget like this?
She really wants to know that that blank memory belongs to her, and no one has the right to take it away.
"Since you have forgotten, don't think about it again." The king said softly, "Perhaps forgetting is the best compensation for you."
"I don't understand what you mean." Ming Xi felt a deep sadness welling up in her heart. This feeling made her sad.
The king said nothing, but kept looking at Mingxi, unwilling to move his eyes. The one he loved was close in front of him, but he couldn't touch it. Will the limit that cannot be crossed be forever unchangeable?
In the past two years, he has often thought, if he had not been so cruel to occupy her, would everything have been different? He always remembered the words she once said...
"I like that he is gentle and considerate, upright and kind, romantic and funny, optimistic and cheerful, smart and sunny, and that he respects me and loves me. Unlike you, who is rough and brutal, brutal and bloody, ruthless, cold and dark, insidious and cunning..."
"Since you are unwilling to let me go, then I would rather choose the consequences of eternal damnation."
He tried hard to change himself and become what she liked, but he gradually discovered that he didn't need to work hard. He was changing for her even before he knew it.
Just like now, he and she looked at each other quietly without any words, silent, but they seemed to be able to feel each other's heartbeats. The pain of missing each other for two years gave him a strong urge to hug her and kiss her, but
In order to take her feelings into consideration, he did not do anything excessive.
I can no longer hurt her like I did before.
This is the oath he made to himself.
"Ding dong——" The doorbell suddenly sounded, and both of them came to their senses. Ming Xi wanted to get up, but was stopped by the king's eyes, "You are very weak, don't move around, I will open the door."
Why is Ming Xi not disgusted by his overbearing language?
The door opened and it was Xia Feng. He stood at the door and saw the king wearing a rich robe. When Ming Xi was lying on the bed, his eyes became cold and stern without concealing it, and the expression on his face became extremely stiff.
"Brother Feng..."
"Get up and follow me." Xia Feng stared at Ming Xi coldly, using a commanding tone.
Why does the same domineering tone coming from Xia Feng's mouth make Ming Xi so uncomfortable?
Ming Xi is very disappointed. You don’t trust me? Can’t you see that I’m not feeling well? Why can even a person who meets me for the first time see it? But you can’t? You don’t even have the patience to come over and help me.
Do you think something happened between me and him?