Looking at the mark that belonged to him, Mu Ziluo grinned. At least until the mark disappeared, she could no longer ignore him.
Taking a deep breath, he turned over and pulled her up, arranged her clothes, and finally pressed a kiss on her forehead.
The hot breath blew on his face, Wu Bingxuan was slightly dazed. How long had it been since her slender fingertips had touched the place he kissed? How long had it been since she felt this feeling of being pitied?
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At night, there is a cool breeze. On the sparkling sea, a full moon hangs high in the sky. The sea breeze blows, making people feel refreshed and relaxed.
After dinner, Wu Bingxuan walked alone on the beach, with the waves still lapping at her toes.
Time seemed to be frozen at this moment. Wu Bingxuan stared blankly at the bright moon in the sky, his chest filled with sourness and pain.
"What are you thinking about?" The visitor put the suit on her shoulders and said in a gentle voice: "Don't pay too much attention to what my mommy said."
Although his mother talks harshly, she is a sincere person. Maybe she can't stand her suppressing herself, so she talks a little harshly.
Glancing at him beside her, Wu Bingxuan smiled faintly. What she cared about was not his mother, but herself.
"Stop thinking about it, eh?" Mu Ziluo hugged her waist from behind, leaned his head on her shoulder, and comforted: "I have everything."
"With you? What can you do for me?" With a mocking smile on his lips, Wu Bingxuan said coldly: "Even if you can help me, what price should I pay?"
No one will help someone unconditionally, and Mu Ziluo will not help him.
They didn't spend much time together, but she could accurately feel his intentions towards her, that he wanted her.
When she was in the hotel, she tempted him, but he was indifferent, no, not indifferent, but patient. He succeeded in getting her to follow him to the country of St. Villi.
She didn't know why he had to endure it then.
But he succeeded in taking her away. The depth of this man's scheming made her feel timid.
"I don't, otherwise I have conditions and have bad intentions towards you and me." Mu Ziluo looked at her openly, his deep blue eyes unreservedly showing his inner desire in front of her.
"Do you know Chu Wenbo?" Wu Bingxuan asked quietly. This was her second biggest doubt. When he first arrived in St. Willy Country, his secretary reported to him about Chu Junxi, and his reaction made her uneasy.
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"know."
"So you know what this circlet represents?"
She asked very softly and coldly, and her dark eyes seemed calm, but Mu Ziluo knew the anger and dissatisfaction deep in her heart. It was the unwillingness after being deceived.
"I have seen silver-white ones, but I have never seen gold-colored ones, so I just opened my mouth."
Yes, he is His Royal Highness the Prince of St. Willy Kingdom, so how could he not know about Chu Wenbo and the necklace worn by Chu Wenbo's concubine?
Sighing softly, Wu Bingxuan said with almost no hope: "Why did you bring me here? You should have understood my identity when you saw the collar."
"I don't want to give you back."
I have no intention of returning it.
"How long will your freshness towards me last?" She almost murmured, her beautiful eyes dim. If she no longer had any freshness towards him, would it be hell that would greet her then?