Chapter 160 What is he implying

At that moment, Ling Ranran's heart seemed to be torn in two.

This scarf was her catch for days.

Whenever her eyes were sore and her body couldn't bear it, the time when she and Sylas Li first met and got married would be vivid in her memory, inspiring her to continue.

So this scarf has a different meaning to her.

And now her mood sank to the bottom with the shattering of the scarf, she was extremely lost...

After the scarf broke in two, he threw the half in Sylas Li's hand on the ground. Naturally, he couldn't want something that was worn by others.

On the other hand, Lu Yanlin silently picked up the broken piece. This action made Sylas Li frowned fiercely. Was he hinting at himself?

"Lu Yanlin..." Li Sijue's deep and steady voice was colder than the winter wind, like snakes crawling into the hearts of everyone present, "If you want to play, I'll accompany you."

Those penetrating eyes penetrated Lu Yanlin's body, causing his hand holding the scarf to tremble slightly, but soon, he smiled as before, "Second Master Li, stay with me anytime."

Li Sijue hugged Ling Ranran straight up. Seeing that Mo Ning was still there, Ling Ranran hurriedly said, "Put me down."

But Li Sijue's arms, like iron pincers, were like a cage, trapping her tightly, preventing her from being free.

His face was frighteningly cold, his veins were exposed, as if he was trying to suppress it.

The car door had just been opened, and Mo Ning was about to follow her into the car, "Bang—" the car door had already slammed shut in front of her, and when she turned around, Xiao Mingxun stood in front of the next car, smiling at her, "Miss Mo, this way please."

Although the heating in the car was already turned on enough, Ling Ranran couldn't help shivering, because Sylas Li's body was too cold, and hugging her again, the chill penetrated into the skin of the two close to each other... …

"Slas Li, listen to me..."

Just as Ling Ranran wanted to explain, he pounced on her like a beast, laying on her body, biting and sucking, Ling Ranran begged for mercy in pain, but he also turned a deaf ear.

In a daze, Ling Ranran felt that she was back to the day when she fell into the water. She was like a lifeless doll, being played with by him. He wanted her to submit and be a woman who would do everything he wanted.

"Slas Li, don't!"

She yelled and pushed him away, but with her small hands, the more she resisted, the more dangerous she became.

Sijue Li's burning eyes had lost all reason. Ever since he knew that Ling Ranran had lied to him and was not with Mo Ning at all, his first reaction was not to be angry, but to be worried. But when he saw her and Lu Yanlin just now in the car.

He suddenly realized that he was like a joke, he was worried about her, he was self-criticizing for her, what was she doing behind his back?
For the first time in his life, he felt that his dignity had been desecrated, and this deep pain was brought to him by the woman he loved the most!
"Hmm—" His lips and teeth continued to move down, and finally landed on...

Ling Ranran bit her lips tightly, with tears in her eyes, and tried her best not to make any noise. This was in a car, even though there was a fender, there was still a driver in front.

"Why not? You and him in the back seat of the car are also so hot, or... more exciting?" His lips grabbed her sensitivity.

Ling Ranran was forced to bow her waist, but still stubbornly pressed her lips, her little face was so red that she wanted to bleed.

(End of this chapter)

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