The masked man just waved his sleeves casually, and he immediately fell away.
Get up, he continued to rush over, then fell out again
On the third time, the masked man pinched his slender neck
Breathing begins to become difficult, the sound of heartbeat is roaring in my ears like thunder
Murong Wuming's fingers lost their strength bit by bit, and the sharp blade came out of his hand and fell on the bluestone ground, making a harsh sound.
Holding his neck, the masked man lifted him up little by little until the two of them were flush with their eyes.
"Look into my eyes!"
The masked man's voice suddenly became extremely gentle
At this time, Murong Wuming had already received the critical point of coma.
His spirit is also between freedom and awakening
Hearing the other party's irresistible voice that seemed to be irresistible, he almost instinctively moved his eyes to the masked man's eyes.
The eyes exposed outside the dark purple mask at this time were gentle like the wind of spring
"Look carefully and remember these eyes, because I will be your master in the future! Protect you and make you stronger, appear when you need it, and you will become my most faithful servant and never leave you!"
The masked man's voice is soothing and deep, and the tenderness reveals endless lingering meaning
If you just listen to his voice, you would think he was expressing his heart to his lover he cared about the most
Murong Wuming's eyes became blurred little by little, slowly loosening his thin neck little by little, and the masked man hugged his soft body with one arm.
The eyes flashed over his little face and stopped on his pair of thin cherry blossom-like lips
Raising his fingers, gently stroked Murong Wuming's cheek, and a smile appeared on the masked man's lips
"From now on, you will be my nameless! I only belong to my nameless!"
"I am the master's nameless!"
Murong Wuming's voice was as free as his eyes, as if he was talking in a sleep
"good!"
Bent down and kissed his forehead gently. The masked man's voice was soft
"Okay, sleep, you're tired!"
Murong Wuming's eyes also drooped a little bit
The long curly eyelashes cast a faint shadow on his little face, which was like jade.