She cooperated very well, lay down on the bed, closed her eyes: "Come on...Cunzi...If this is what you want...Don't you just want me...Come on..."

He was startled.

Under the light, her face was sad, sad, full of hesitation, like a fish being slaughtered.Especially that kind of lovely and pitiful demeanor, it is heartbreaking.

It was as if a basin of cold water had been poured on the passion that filled her heart.

"Yueming... I said it was an accident... Wang Rong and her..."

She said faintly, "I know, Rong'er has made great contributions for you..."

"..."

"How long has Rong'er been with you? Two years? One year? Or this six months? We don't even know about it... It turns out that the fortress was breached from the inside... If it wasn't for her, how could you take me so easily?" Husband is cornered???"

He stepped back two steps as if someone had punched him hard.

She said his husband.

At this moment, she mentioned her husband.

It was that man she loved.

Maybe, it's always been that man.

He can enjoy her body wantonly and obtain her flesh, but he cannot obtain her heart.

Never, ever.

With this in mind, he suddenly rushed forward.

Even if he was angry, that body was full of sinful desires... The touch of his hands was like a ball of fluffy cotton... He even remembered the first time he got her, it was so paralyzing, once he lay down, he would I can't wake up anymore, I would rather drown in the deepest part of her, even if I can never see the sun of tomorrow...

However, when his big hand touched it, he touched tears all over his face.

She is crying.

Tears flowed down my face.

It is cold in winter, the heating seems to fail, and the cold water falls and condenses into ice.

His hands froze.

"I'm sleepy and need to rest."

He let go of his hand embarrassingly, and went to kiss her, but she turned her head away, as if avoiding some poisonous snake and beast.

He finally couldn't help it anymore, and lowered his voice: "Yueming, how do you want me to be satisfied?"

"You have done a good job, I am very satisfied."

The voice was as cold as ice.

He was still patient and said in a very gentle tone, "Yueming...I'll be here with you tonight..."

He lay down and just wanted to hold her.

Because she was so cold all over.

He wanted her to feel warm.

However, her body quickly dodged.

"No...I'm never used to sharing a bed with anyone...that would make me lose sleep..."

His breathing was heavy, his nostrils fluttered.

This is the secret pain in his heart.

No matter how he got her, no matter how he enjoyed her body... But, she never slept with him until dawn - after every time, no matter how late or early, she would urge him to leave.

"It's my habit... I never share a bed with anyone, otherwise, I can't sleep all night..."

He sneered.

"You and Young Master Wang also stayed in different beds until dawn?"

"Young Master Wang is Young Master Wang! You are you!"

Suddenly he slammed down with a palm.

When she tilted her head, his hand wasn't hitting her, but the bedside table.

Immediately sink a piece.

She was so shocked that she burst into tears, she couldn't believe it: "You... you hit me?".

He jumped up suddenly, Yueming, Yueming, you don't know me.

How can I hurt you even if I hurt myself? ? ?

She wasn't hurt, it was him who hurt.

On his hands, blood flowed horizontally.

The heart is even more piercing pain.

However, he didn't hurt her.

In this life, I will never hurt her.

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