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His fiery black eyes were filled with displeasure, and her heroic brows were tightly knitted. Xiang Tingxue looked at him, and then swallowed back her words. Because from Zhen Haolin's reaction to the tattoo just now, Zhen Haolin would definitely not tell her the answers. If Xiang Tingxue wanted to know the answers, she could only find out for herself.

She purposely rolled her eyes at Zhen Haolin, purposely and soundlessly mumbled a few sentences, then closed her eyes again, and once again mechanically stroked his back.

"Kiss me!" Zhen Haolin was not satisfied with Xiang Tingxue's perfunctory attitude. He moved closer and kissed her seductive red lips.

At this time, Xiang Tingxue felt a little bit of emotion from his forceful kiss. She couldn't help but suck on Zhen Haolin's lips, and respond to his kiss.

Xiang Tingxue's face flushed red, her hands unconsciously moving on Zhen Haolin's back.

Suddenly, his right hand slid across an area that was not quite smooth, causing Xiang Tingxue's thoughts that had just sunk in to a state of clarity.

There was a small scar on his back, directly facing his heart, which matched the wound on his front. The only difference was that the scar on his front was a strip, while the scar on his back was a round hole. The mark left by a bullet through the chest...

The bullet pierced through Zhen Haolin's chest and came out from his back. A bullet had pierced through his entire chest, and in order to preserve his life, it had opened up a hole for him to make a deep scar on his body.

After coming to this conclusion, Xiang Tingxue was so shocked that her whole body shivered. It was possible for her to have a normal knife wound or have a simple heart attack, but combined with the injuries on her back, she felt that the possibility of a gunshot wound was very high.

An assassination attempt! A centipede! Heart!

Xiang Tingxue suddenly realised, what was a centipede? A centipede might be dead but it was not stiff, which meant that even if Zhen Haolin died under the spear, he would never let his killer go.

However, he hadn't died yet, so he had to take his revenge. The bloody heart in the centipede's mouth was proof of that.

When she thought about it, Xiang Tingxue's body trembled even more. She was scared by her own assumptions, calculations, and associations, and what she was more afraid of was that if it really was a gunshot wound, what if Zhen Haolin's heart really suffered damage, what if … Could he withstand all the passion of the night?

In the midst of all sorts of random and random thoughts … Xiang Tingxue was moved by Zhen Haolin's unknown injuries, she became addicted to him, and her heart was no longer as stubborn as before.

Xiang Tingxue embraced Zhen Haolin, willingly hugged him, and wrapped his arms tightly around's body to silently endure.

Because she wanted Zhen Haolin to stop, stop this crazy commotion …