C6

Pain was plastered all over his small face as he softly moaned in a voice that sounded like he was begging. His light and shallow breathing kept accelerating as it lingered around Xiao Meng Han's body, stirring up his body and mind that had been still for more than twenty years.

Xiao Meng Han's tension increased. She tried her best to maintain her composure, but couldn't do anything about her face. Moreover … His heart ached.

He should have opened the door and thrown her out. Serves her right. He should have called Han Yong to take her away.

In the end, he didn't know what happened to Xiao Menghan. He walked to the refrigerator and took out an ice box. Inside the box were ice cubes that the hotel had prepared specially for the customers to go with the red wine.

Every cell in her body was trembling as her mind was constantly soaring into the sky along with the waves. Her world was being submerged by the rhythm of ice and fire, and an indescribably wonderful feeling flowed through her.

The liquid flowed down from the corner of his eyes and his consciousness was pulled and torn by an invisible hand, sinking into the swamp.

She was paralyzed, allowing the coldness to spread out from a certain place. It engulfed the flames, causing them to submerge and crush her.

A helpless and long mumble came out from his mouth and slowly floated in the air. His long eyelashes trembled as he scanned the air and slowly opened his eyes.

His charming eyes were like silk, as an endless wind lightly blew through those half-hidden eyes. For the first time, Xiao Menghan felt that a woman could be very beautiful, even more beautiful than the stars in the sky.

His heart throbbed, as if possessed by a demon. He lowered his head and lightly fell on the drop of blood. His eyes met the drop of tear that was slowly sliding down.

Xiao Meng Han's figure froze and the smell of blood spread across her tongue. This was not the first time he had tasted blood.

He could not remember how many times he had tasted the blood, but this time it was different. Her blood was a little more sweet and sweet than his own.

For a moment, Xiao Meng Han's eyes were dazed as she sped up her actions. He looked at her dreamy eyes.

Xiao Meng Han felt her throat become extremely dry.

"Ah!" Countless fireworks filled the air, illuminating the silent world. Her eyes became misty, and in a split-second, beautiful flowers bloomed from the corners of her eyes. It was extremely dazzling.

He collapsed without a shred of strength. The sudden feeling he felt just now made him cry out uncontrollably.

She didn't know what was wrong with her.

After a long time, Jing Xiaoxiao finally moved. She raised her head to look at her surroundings. In the spacious hotel room, she was still feeling a little weak.

As he tried to prop himself up, he heard the sound of water coming from the bathroom. On the bedside table, there was an open ice box with a lot of ice melting.

She struggled to get up. Other than the aroma of coffee, there was also the smell of a mature man in the room, giving off a cold and indifferent vibe.

She felt as if she were looking down on all living things from a vantage point, as if she were looking at a stranger.

Since he couldn't wear his clothes anymore, he wiped his clothes with a large towel and took off the wig on his head, revealing his long hair that looked like a waterfall. His slender fingers skillfully tied a knot.