"Don't..." Blue Qianyu shed tears of shame, struggling, but unable to break free.

Yeyan's desire has been completely stirred up, and she doesn't care about her feelings

"I just had a miscarriage. I can't..." LAN Qianyu cried and begged.

Ye Yan stopped her movement, slowly retracted her hand, reluctantly let LAN Qianyu go. She looked down on her beautiful body, her voice was a little hoarse, and said in a low voice: "almost forgot..."

"Let me go." LAN Qianyu grinned at him.

"It seems that you don't know me well enough. Let me teach you not to speak to me in a commanding tone. Otherwise, it will only backfire. If you really want me to let go, you should ask me in a gentle tone. Maybe in that case, I will consider it. "

With a cold smile, yeyan turns over and lies on the bed, embracing LAN Qianyu's side in his arms. His powerful arm firmly imprisons her, and one leg presses her lower body, making her unable to move at all.

LAN Qianyu is forced to lie on his side in the arms of the night flame. A delicate little hand is held by his burning big palm. She can feel his wild heartbeat. She doesn't know why, her mood is gradually calming down.

His big palms were warm and rough, especially with thick cocoons at the mouth of the tiger.

These are the result of holding the gun regularly.

Had been seriously injured, coupled with just a burst of toss, night flame wound split, blood slowly spilled out, flow to LAN Qianyu's body, she was uneasy to remind: "you bleed."

"If you want to kill me, do you care if I bleed?" Night Yan laughs very cold very mockery, weak closed eyes, motionless rest, arm but tightly embraces LAN Qianyu, for fear that she will disappear if she is not careful.

LAN Qianyu didn't speak. Indeed, whether he shed blood or not had anything to do with her. He died. She would have avenged her child.

But why, her heart is still very uncomfortable, like a stone, let her breath to....

……

The atmosphere gradually became silent. The air was oppressive and dignified. The weak breath of night flame seemed strange in the silent night. LAN Qianyu felt that his body was getting hotter and his forehead was covered with sweat. The wound was covered with blood, which was very uncomfortable.

LAN Qianyu looked up at him. He closed his eyes as if he was sleeping, but his breath was heavy. His face was pale and his forehead was covered with sweat.

"Night flame..." LAN Qianyu calls him carefully. Night flame doesn't respond. LAN Qianyu raises his hand and touches his forehead. His face is scared. He has a fever and his temperature is too high.

LAN Qianyu wants to push aside the night flame, tidy up their clothes, and then call someone in. But she just pushed him, he woke up, and put his arms around her, vaguely murmuring: "don't try to escape, you are mine, you are mine..."

"Yeyan, you son of a bitch, if you still want to trap me when it's burned like this, I shouldn't care about you and let you die."

LAN Qianyu was angry and gritted her teeth, but she couldn't really stand in the face of death. He was likely to have an inflamed wound. If he didn't deal with it in time, the consequences would be unimaginable.

LAN Qianyu tries to push the night flame away again, but he completely infuriates the night flame. He fiercely turns over to suppress her, closes his eyes, and murmurs vaguely: "I'll never let you go if I die. You stay honest for me..."

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