Sweetheart,Come Back!

He buries his head and kisses her.

An Yin breathed and looked at the man who was close at hand. She was too soft to have any strength.

It was not until he bumped into it that he thought of resistance. Knowing that it was futile, he was unwilling to give up.

Tears welled up.

Why do you do this to her? Why don't you let her go?

He had no strength, but he refused to obey him.

Qin Jian looked at the little woman in his arms like a frightened little animal, his dark eyes were dark and heavy without a trace of light.

Her little fist hit him, which did not threaten him, but upset him.

She won't talk to him at such a time?

Anger is rekindled.

He pinched her by the waist with great strength, which made him want to crush her.

Pain!

What a pain!

Anyin was so tired that she couldn't even lift her hand. Her finger tightly pinched his shoulder. "You've got what you want. Please let me go."

"No way!" He gritted his teeth, and if he let her go, she would disappear immediately.

“……”

An Yin looks at him has changed back to black pupil.

His ice cavernous eyes were burning with anger.

Anyin is desperate.

I should have known that he would not let her go.

Why hope?

Anyin stops talking.

Her silence, but his anger fan to the extreme, he pinched her chin, forced her to look at him, "don't forget, your mother, is still in my hand."

"You son of a bitch!"

The mother is her bottom line, his threat let her instantly collapse, endure tears all gush up.

"You are such a jerk. Why did you save me in the first place?"

Why not let her die, let her freeze to death in that ice and snow, also need not bear his tyranny.

If she had a choice, she would have never met him.

He gave her a sharp kiss and swallowed her tears and her pain.

Anyin, if you can bear it, you won't wait too long.

Qin Jian buries her head and sniffs at her shoulder where he bit her. Suddenly, she takes another bite, which is more fierce than the last time.

"Ah --"

anyin was shaking with pain.

Qin Jian's eye ground flashed a touch of heartache, slowly loosen his mouth, looking at the wound slowly exudation of blood beads.

This level should be able to hide from the old man.

"Listen, if you think your mother is OK, stay in the East Pavilion and don't go anywhere, or I'll let you die on my bed."

He said that, left her and left.

Turning around, Qin Jian's eyes sank, his eyes like stirring a group of thick ink, deep can not see the bottom.

There is a twilight sound in the middle of them, no matter how much seduction, can't resist a Xia Xin useful.

She would be angry and hate him, but he couldn't care so much.

He wanted her to stay where he could see her.

Only in this way can he guarantee her safety.

An Yin listens to the door "click" to close, embraces the body to shrink into a ball.

She knew that even if the East Pavilion was not locked, she could not leave.

Because his mother is in his hands, she has no way to go.

What a pain!

How cold!

Heart pain, or cold!

Qin Jian, he is a devil, a devil who pierced into her heart when she saw it for the first time.

An Yin's mind floated over the first time to see the situation.

He squatted down in front of her and looked at her from a commanding position. He was still a green teenager, but his eyes were so cold.

But she thought he was so good-looking.

From then on, he has become her heart demon, can't dig any more.