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Chapter 313 The Beating Heart
Seeing that the nerves in his temples are all collapsed and stiff, it is estimated that he has been hanging on his heart for more than one or two hours.

"Hahaha!" She laughed suddenly, "Tingting, I dare to say that your eldest young master has been acting strangely from this afternoon until now. It's just speculation."

His face darkened instantly.I really can't figure out what this dead woman really thinks.

She knew that what she didn't care about was his heart knot.

If the knot is not cleared, I am afraid that the relationship between her and him will not be able to go further.

I don't want any more barriers between the two.

She raised her hand to caress the scars all over his left face, her movements were very gentle, "Yan Shiting, I don't care if your left face is disfigured. I don't care about your appearance, you are you. To me, you... There is no substitute."

Her moist pupils were full of sincerity, and her earnest eyes were full of sincerity.

The momentary movement in his heart, the entire hard defense of his heart, all collapsed because of her words, and he was filled with tenderness, which had been suppressed for a long time, and the turbulent love that spread wantonly made him unable to hold back.

Not to mention killing her, he just wanted to pamper her to heaven, love and pamper her for the rest of his life, and give her the best in the world!
He suddenly hugged her whole delicate body into his arms, tightly bound her with his iron arms, buried his head in her white neck, and murmured in a cold masculine voice, "Cheng Yingxuan..."

She hugged him back, stroking his firm back with her small hands.

She didn't know that she was in danger of hanging by a thread all day.

He hugged her to the bed, covering her delicate body, sucking her tender red lips with his cool thin lips.

She wrapped her two white lotus root arms around his neck, and enthusiastically responded to his kiss.

In the afternoon, the unrelieved desire sprang up from his lower abdomen like a tease, he wanted her crazily, wanted to melt her into his body, bone marrow, flesh and blood!
His shirt and trousers, her skirt, underwear... were thrown messily on the luxurious carpet in the house.

The bright moon hangs outside the window, and the stars are twinkling with dazzling light.

The night wind blows from time to time, gently lifting the elegant floor-to-ceiling curtains. The curtains move with the wind, and the growing love in the room cannot be wiped away.

He didn't wear a mask on the left side of his face, pressed on her body, and cherished kisses on her beautiful little face.

She raised her eyes to look at his mutilated left face, stroked the uneven scar on his left face with her fingertips, her eyes were full of pity, "It hurts, right?"

He stared intently at her beautiful eyes, she felt sorry for the injury on his left cheek, not pitiful, disgusted, or sympathetic, but sincerely distressed!
A strong emotion was brewing in his cold chest. He grabbed her little hand and bit it lightly. Knowing that she was asking about his injury, he replied in a gentle voice, "The time when I was burned was very painful. It doesn't hurt anymore."

Flesh injuries were never a big deal to him.

A man is not so constrained by his appearance.

It's just that he was severely betrayed by Luo Mengna, and the expression of that bitch's exaggerated fainting is vivid in his memory. He thought that he would never find a woman in his life who didn't care about his disfigurement.

He didn't care about bullshit love at first, thinking that it would be impossible to open his heart to women in this life.

Unexpectedly, Cheng Yingxuan walked into his life, his heart, and made his whole heart beat because of her.

Cheng Yingxuan was right to worry, if he didn't take off the mask, he would be guarding against her, and there was an invisible gap between the two of them.

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(End of this chapter)