This host can handle it, let her be the villain, she is the real deal

Chapter 322 Spring Breeze Proud of Horseshoe Disease, Seeing Chang’an Flowers in a Day (34)

The waist was clamped by a wide and hot hand, and it was pressed against the man's chest as hard as iron.

Dry and fresh lips kissed her. In Shen Yue's eyes that widened suddenly, Cheng Qiangong just looked at her quietly, without much reaction, as if he was not kissing someone lightly, but kissing her. Do something extremely simple and inconsequential.

There is no emotion, only an extremely complex and dark color surges, as if something terrible is bound by deep depression, just about to move.

Such a look...

Such a look...

It is exactly the same as the evil and gloomy eyes in the deepest part of the memory, the darkness is as thick as thick ink that cannot be melted.

Not even the hideously scribbled emotion can hide the creepy possessiveness.

Shen Yue's face turned pale slightly, and the emotions that had been suppressed for a long time surged at this moment, holding her breath, trying to stabilize the increasingly rapid breathing.

But it didn't work.

She glanced her head, avoiding the man's kiss, her stomach churned and wanted to vomit, and the strong nausea made her face paler and sicker.

She thought that she would slowly forget the dark and terrifying memories of her childhood, but that fear had already been engraved into her bones, and it followed her to rot and stink.

Can't forget, can't forget at all.

Even if those people are dead, they still can't forget them.

Cheng Qiangong, who was pushed away, stared blankly for a while, his eyes deepened, he raised his fingers to pinch Shen Yue's cheek like iron pliers, and directly squeezed her jaw open.

Cheng Qiangong's eyelashes drooped, and the dark emotion in his eyes suppressed and suffocated.

"What are you hiding from?" Cheng Qiangong's tone became cold: "Didn't you say you wanted to play with me?"

Shen Yue's pupils were in a trance for a short time, the slender black eyelashes drooped quietly, and the corners of the eyes were dotted with red moles, casting a faint shadow under the delicate snow-white skin of the eyelids, trembling lightly like the fragility of butterfly wings.

The full and bright red lips were bitten again and again, and the color became even more mellow.

"do not……"

"Do not touch me……"

Just now he was still smiling and actively seduced, but now he pretends to refuse.

Is this lustful indulgence?
There was a sneering sneer on his handsome face, the force on his fingers was not loose, and the white greasy skin that was as white as snow was overwhelmed to reveal beautiful marks.

"Cheng Qiangong." The slender neck was stretched, drawing a suffocating arc, and the gorgeous and hoarse voice was trembling imperceptibly.

Still resisting.

Cheng Qiangong ignored the mania that his heart was burning with an unknown fire, and even went too far in order to scare Shen Yue.

Biting fiercely, without any tenderness, it seems that it is not a kiss, but a kind of venting.

His breath, heard in this dimly lit compartment, seemed to be strange syllables from the throat of a beast.

Pressing the palm of the snow-white back of the neck with force, Shen Yue, who was completely under his control, trembled, her thick eyelashes were wet with tears, clusters of them, the ends of her eyes were red, and she was sickly and beautiful.

When she let go, looking at Shen Yue's red, swollen and broken lips, she gradually felt that the irritability in her heart calmed down a little, and she was slightly relieved from the violent and out-of-control lust.

Shen Yue's skin is very white, sickly pale, like a snow on a branch.

The dark skirt was roughly ripped open, revealing a slender and white neck. At this moment, there are patches of blue and purple embedded in the flesh, which looks a bit shocking.

He suppressed the inexplicable panic and tension in his heart, hugged Shen Yue to the software, carefully arranged her clothes, and covered up all the traces one by one.

Shen Yuean quietly let him swing, her expression was confused and innocent, under the thin skin, fragile and beautiful blue blood vessels could be seen.

Cheng Qiangong's fingertips accidentally brushed against the scarred skin, his heart was beating like thunder, and his blood was boiling.

It was as if there was an invisible thread binding the two of them together, entangled and tangled, deep in the swamp of corruption.

He could no longer get away.

They can only entangle with Shen Yue endlessly.

Cheng Qiangong clenched his fist tightly, his nails piercing into his palm.

The rain has stopped, the air is full of damp and fresh smell, the fishy smell of the soil is wafting away, the breeze is blowing, and the coolness is pleasant.

The branches and leaves of the green trees sway with the wind, and the tiny raindrops fall from the trees, rustling.

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Shen Yaojin's stupidity is gone.

This incident spread throughout the palace, the young and stupid Seventh Prince got a blessing in disguise, was seriously injured, had a high fever, and burned his brain after waking up.

The emperor also specially went to visit and stayed in the Seventh Prince's palace for a long time. I heard that the two chatted very happily. After the emperor left for a while, a lot of rewards were carried in one by one.

It seems to please the emperor very much.

At this moment, there was a dark wind in the palace, and the Seventh Prince was no longer the former Seventh Prince, and no one dared to be negligent, and the food and clothing were all meticulous.

In the dark night, the lights are brightly lit, and the candles in the dormitory are dancing. The warm yellow light adds a bit of warmth to the cold night, like a gorgeous feather pavilion floating in the air.

Shen Yue sat on the soft couch and teased the tortoise with a brush. The tortoise's shell was very hard, so she used the brush to scratch the tortoise's hands and feet.

The tortoise crawled tenaciously and did not crawl out of Shen Yue's sight after crawling for a long time.

The cool wind from the window twisted the veil and made a piercing sound, and the window was closed soon. Fu An took a thin robe and put it on Shen Yue, and softly instructed: "Your Highness, it's cold in the night, be careful not to get stained." wind chill."

The white and soft fingertips touched the hard shell of the tortoise, Shen Yue lowered her eyes, her eyelashes were covered with a layer of golden light, her jawline was snow white, and her pure color was bright red, as if she asked inadvertently.

"Old Seven is alright, tell me, will he blame me?"

Blame her for leaving him there alone, letting him face the dangerous wolves alone, almost dying.

If he was still that fool, he probably wouldn't care about it, and when he recovered from his injury, he would definitely come up to him again and call him fourth brother sweetly.

But now that Shen Yaojin has recovered for some time, she has never come to look for her, so she should be complaining.

Fu An just held her somewhat cold hand, raised his face, his fair and delicate face was smiling gently under the warm yellow candlelight.

"Your Highness, it doesn't matter whether you complain or not. We don't think about unhappy things."

He, he just wants His Highness to be happy.

Nothing else matters.

Shen Yaojin was even more unimportant, Fu An even thought His Highness Seventh was a troublemaker, he broke into His Highness's heart unknowingly, left traces, and then didn't understand anything.

But His Highness's cold and hard heart will become extremely weak to those who once cared about him.

In this way, it is easy to be hurt.

　People want tickets, huh X﹏X
　　
　
(End of this chapter)