Fear spread throughout her body and mind, and she was so helpless that she trembled with fear and shed tears.
"Don't cry, Yan'er, don't cry." His hot lips felt the two trembling soft parts, and he turned over and pressed her hard on the bed. "Yan'er, my Yan'er!"
This monster thought of him so hard!
"No! No...wu..."
Not allowing her to refuse any more, Feng Ba stretched out a hand to hold the back of her head, growled, and fiercely swallowed her delicate lips that were shaking like leaves in the wind. His other big hand touched her skirt and pulled hard -
- He doesn't want to wait any longer, and he can't wait any longer! He wants her! He wants to take possession of the person he has been searching for for thousands of years!
The crisp sound of the silk brocade tearing made her completely despair.
No, don't do this! She doesn't want to be here, in this completely unknown time and space, having everything ruined by a man who is almost a stranger! Don't...
If she is destined to marry anyone, it can only be her legitimate husband, her man, Yun...
Big tears fell from the corners of her eyes, and the hand that was ravaging her chest tore her heart apart! How could it be! How could you treat her like this? You can't...
Her vision went dark, and she couldn't bear the violent blow and fainted...
A drop of tear fell on my lips, salty and bitter...
He raised his head in surprise, and the crystal tears sliding down from the corners of her eyes scalded his heart. His Yan'er was fragile and desperate...
In a daze, a powerful internal force rushed towards him. He instinctively used his body to protect Yang Xi, preventing her from being harmed in any way, but he forgot to fight against the attacking force - bang
With a bang, Feng Ba's slender body was swept to the ground mercilessly, and his chaotic brain gradually became clear. A white shadow floated past, and the person on the bed had disappeared.
Huo Ju recovered from his shock and hurriedly helped Feng Ba to the bedside. He still didn't understand why he was knocked down by Murong Yun with one move, unless... he was stunned and grabbed his wrist.
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"You have used your inner strength." The tone was affirmative.
Feng Ba ignored him, his eyes still staring at the empty door, feeling lonely.
This desperate look really made Huo Ju want to kill someone! "If you keep going through this, even if you can save your life, you will become a useless person."
Seeing that he still ignored her, she was about to have an attack, but she saw Feng Ba closing his eyes and falling straight down the bed. If he hadn't picked it up with quick eyes and hands, his handsome face would have kissed the solid earth.
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Cursing softly, he threw him back on the bed, took out a pill from the bottles and jars he brought with him and stuffed it into his mouth. He secretly used his internal strength to force him to swallow it, and then untied the gauze on his chest.
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The wound that had healed was suddenly torn open. Judging from the dried blood, this did not happen just now. Let's just say, why use it to deal with a little girl who has no strength to restrain a chicken?
His god-like inner strength? I don’t know when he was stimulated by something and found a corner to vent it.
If it weren't for the sake of years of friendship, he wouldn't bother to deal with this guy who doesn't know how to cherish the fruits of his labor. He doesn't know how much effort he spent to get rid of him who was poisoned by dozens of poisons and pierced by an arrow.
Pulled back from the gate of hell.
I glanced at the pale face on the bed, cursed secretly, took out a silver needle and pierced an acupuncture point in his neck. If I didn't cool him down, I was afraid that his head would be burned to death.
The man on the bed had a frown on his face and was full of pain, which was so intense that he couldn't get rid of it. His heart felt dark, and no matter how much dissatisfaction he had, he was suppressed.
We have known each other for many years, but when had he ever seen such a low-level animal expression on his face, which was always cold and calm?
There will be cracks in the thousands-year-old ice, but I don’t know whether it is a blessing or a misfortune.
###The candle flame dances happily on the lamp, filling the room with brightness.
A quiet white figure slowly sat down against the edge of the bed, and his slender index finger gently slid across a stunningly beautiful face, and finally stopped on the slightly red and swollen lips.
An unexplained anger surged up, causing him to clench his fists.
His eyes followed the long fingers across the white neck covered with bruises, and the snow-white and tender alluring snow muscles on the chest exposed after the clothes were torn apart by brute force.
It's anger, and an almost irrepressible burning desire.
His lower body tightened, confusion flashed across his deep starry eyes, and his breathing began to become heavy and difficult.
He shook his head, trying to get rid of those inexplicable feelings. From the corner of his eye, he saw the face of the person on the bed shaking slightly, as if he was waking up, and his tightly pursed lips finally relaxed a little.
The gaze that was almost controlled by her mother didn't dare to move any further down from her beautiful face.
Yang Xi only felt that her eyelids were still heavy. She wanted to open her eyes, but was a little unable to do so. There was clearly a figure in front of her, but she couldn't see clearly. She didn't know who he was or what he was going to do. There was a chill on his cheeks.
Something seemed to brush against her face, was it him? What did he want to do?
Feng Ba's eyes filled with lust flashed through his mind, and fear instantly filled his heart!
No! Let her go! Don’t...
"No!"
With a cry of surprise, she woke up from her nightmare. The figure beside the bed frightened her so much that she was about to shrink back to the inside of the bed in panic, but a pair of iron arms pulled her back.
"No! Let me go! Let go..." She slapped the person in front of her randomly, but still couldn't break free from his grip. In desperation, she opened her mouth and bit his arm hard.
Murong Yun just looked at her intently and did not stop her. Her fear hurt his usually calm heart.
It wasn't until she tasted a fishy-sweet taste in her mouth that she seemed to come back to her senses, slowly relaxed her mouth, and stared blankly into those soft eyes.
His eyes were filled with pity and guilt, and he looked at her momentarily.
"You..." Yang Xi opened her mouth, but before the words came out, tears were already falling. "You are finally back, wu——"
Her tears made his chest tighten, and the tip of his heart was tightly grasped by an unfamiliar emotion, making it difficult to breathe.
This feeling is very uncomfortable and painful!
"I'm sorry..." He shouldn't have left her here, shouldn't have let her take care of that bastard. He gently held her in his arms and sighed: "I'm sorry, you blame me. I'm sorry, don't cry."
..."
She kept crying, her little body trembling in his arms, and she was very miserable. He had never had any experience in coaxing people, and he couldn't say many words of comfort. He only hugged her with one hand and whispered softly.
Pat her slender back.
After half a stick of incense, Yang Xi, who was tired of crying, rubbed his chest for a long time, then slowly left his chest, raised her head, with tears in her eyes. The gentler the person in front of her, the more aggrieved she felt.
He flattened his mouth and two lines of tears fell from his eyes. "Why did you come back now? You...bastard! Wuwu...I'm so scared, Wuwuwu..."