Ugly Beauty: The Second Miss Waste

Chapter 102 You will regret it

The atmosphere is condensed, Qingcheng seems to have a feeling of being on the battlefield.

Jun Qingli slowly raised his right hand, and gently placed his slender hand on the mask. His hand was like warm jade, thin and white but with distinct joints.

The silver mask was slowly removed with the movement of his right hand, revealing a pair of perfect faces.

It was exactly the same as that night in Qingcheng's memory, like the moon in the sky, shining all over her body, even if she just stood there, she felt untouchable.

With a mask in his hand, Jun Qingli walked into Qingcheng step by step, Qingcheng felt as if the moon had fallen into the mortal world in a trance.

Following his pace, her heart fluctuated faster and faster.

Ignore this annoying heartbeat, just like the heartbeat that was deliberately ignored that night.

"What are you doing back?" Qingcheng's face could no longer maintain indifference, like ice and snow shattered into broken ice.

Jun Qingli could hear that her tone contained too much emotion, ridicule, questioning, and disdain.

However, neither of them was what he wanted to distinguish.

"Why don't you come back, you are my man, my fiancée." Jun Qingli smiled like the sunshine in spring, and wanted to melt the winter ice and snow, but the three feet of freezing was not a day's cold, but fifteen days, how did it melt? .
Qingcheng looked straight into his eyes, unable to see anything other than seriousness.

"I am Murong Yu's concubine." Qingcheng said the truth coldly.

The corner of Jun Qingli's lips curled up into a dangerous arc, and he said in a low and gentle voice: "I only trust you, even if you are the emperor's man, so what?"

Jun Qingli's so what? The four words are very gentle, but for no reason, people feel the unrestrained freedom of being bound to win and looking down on the world.

"What if my heart is with him?" Qingcheng said indifferently, and there was no sign of joking in her eyes.

Jun Qingli was stunned for a moment, but it only took a few seconds for him to react.

Said to Qingcheng: "Impossible!"

Qingcheng smiled faintly, if he was so determined, he would not have hesitated for a few seconds.

"Then do you think that since I don't like him, why did I come to be this princess, and I tried every means to get him to allow me to be the concubine, even if he doesn't love me, don't you think we haven't done it for so long? What? No matter how much Murong Yu dislikes my ugliness, as long as it is something that must be done, he will definitely do it with such patience, such as fulfilling the obligations with his own princess."

Qingcheng also couldn't figure out why she said these words, and even brought herself and Murong Yu together.

My heart became more and more irritable, how could I say such a thing, could it be that my brain is broken.

Hearing this, Jun Qingli's face became more and more ugly, until she finished speaking, he was not sure about anything, including that the kiss that night was also after she was drunk, and she would probably not resist anyone.

As if being bitten by insects and ants in my heart, something was slowly cooling down to ice-cold.

"Mu Qingcheng, I don't care who you loved before, from now on, you are not allowed to love him again!" The slightly domineering tone was inexplicably mixed with some helplessness and fear.

Qingcheng listened to his almost childish language, but couldn't say a word of rejection.

But the sarcasm was still pretentious: "Jun Qingli, I don't care who you are, who I love, and what are you doing to me? You can't mistake your fiancée. I am Murong Yu's rightful concubine."

Jun Qingli's long and narrow eyes were clear and bottomless, but at this moment, they were filled with disappointment because of Qingcheng's words, and there were clusters of faint rays of light.

Facing such eyes, Qingcheng's expression never loosened.

He didn't know why he kissed her that night, but he shouldn't have left his mark on her. That kind of behavior meant that she was his property, but that she belonged to him.

But after leaving those marks, they disappeared for half a year without leaving a single word.

Murong Yu's words that morning also hit a corner of Qingcheng's heart. He scolded her: Bitch!

This kind of behavior is not cheap, but what is it? For nothing, someone left his mark, left it in the most dazzling place, and declared his possession to everyone, but no one was found. Everything, Murong Yu or Really right.

With her appearance like this, how can anyone not dislike her and treat her sincerely, some are probably just possessive and curious.

She doesn't care too much, and she doesn't care whoever likes her, but she can't be insulted or played by others for nothing.

What happened recently flashed through Qingcheng's mind, her expression didn't change at all, but her eyes became colder and colder.

"Mu Qingcheng, you said you don't like anyone, but I know that you dare not like anyone." Jun Qingli said suddenly, his tone implied loneliness and regret.

Qingcheng's heart seemed to pause for a moment, her mind was blank for a moment, she knew that Jun Qingli had hit the most vulnerable part of her heart, which was fear of love.

At the moment when Qingcheng lost his mind, Jun Qingli stretched out his right hand to touch the skin on her left cheek.

The kiss fell without warning, and Qingcheng felt that his lips were also cold, and both of them's lips were cold.

But Jun Qingli was not as gentle as last time, just aggression, wanting to feel something from her, but Qingcheng was sober this time, just let him increase the force, her lips hurt a little.

Jun Qingli let go of Qingcheng, looked down at her, and whispered: "Qingcheng, even if you don't like me, I won't regret it."

"You will regret it!" Qingcheng just looked at him coolly.

Jun Qingli smiled lightly, the curve of the corner of his mouth could hardly be seen clearly, just a faint smile.

He leaned down again without hesitation, and the moment his lips touched, Jun Qingli paused for a moment, because a dagger was pierced straight into the heart.

But his expression didn't change at all, and there was a faint smile on the corner of his lips, obviously he had already expected this result.

Qingcheng didn't expect that instead of not moving, he bit her lips harder and harder, until a bloody smell filled his mouth, Qingcheng looked at him like a madman, and the dagger in his hand moved forward.

Jun Qingli put his arm around Qingcheng's back, put it on her back, pulled Qingcheng into his embrace, and pierced the dagger hard again, instantly, blood flowed profusely.

The white clothes on Jun Qingli's chest were soaked in blood, which was strangely alluring.

But he just didn't feel any pain, and directly inserted into Qingcheng's mouth, lips and lips, tongue and tongue intertwined, with a bloody smell.

Qingcheng heard the sound of tick-tock-tick-tick, from low to rapid, it was more and more blood flowing.

She was a little flustered, but she held the dagger tightly without letting go.

Lips are still being forced to entangle with him, this feeling is too helpless and at a loss.

The kiss became more intense, the blood became more and more seductive, and the people were still entangled.

This night is destined to change many times.

The sudden sound interrupted the weird atmosphere, but it became more embarrassing.

(End of this chapter)