C250 Is this love?

This is love?

At this time, she was not yet aware of the King Qin's strange gaze. She picked up the crown, folded it up and used a bundle to wrap it up, and said solemnly: "Qin Shangcheng, can you help me do one thing?"

He asked woodenly, "What?"

She passed the bundle to King Qin, and said in a solemn manner: "In case anything happens, please take care of this clothes for me."

Subconsciously holding it in his hand, he suddenly asked a very strange question: "Girl, are you cold?"

Because when his hand touched hers, for a brief moment, it felt very cold. Suddenly, he wanted to hug her, tightly hold her hand and place it on his chest. That way, he would quickly warm up.

Hua Rong also felt that it was a little cold, so she took the wide robes on him and nodded: "It is indeed a little cold."

The King Qin's mouth was parched and his words were incoherent. He only asked, "What clothes are so precious?"

"There is a secret order of the Empress Mother hidden in the collar. Take it for me and leave the city, and give it to Yue Pengju. " She smiled and explained, "I don't know what this secret order is, and I don't want to know, so I can't tell you."

"Huh?"

"It's not good for us to know, I don't want to know at all. It would be best if the Wing Wang was burned down successfully. I'm afraid that Miao Liu and his men will start searching tomorrow. If they were to be exposed, the consequences would be unimaginable. If I lose my clothes, it will be easier for me to get out of here … "

She explained patiently, smiling, her red lips opening and closing, like the petals of a rose unfolding soundlessly, soft and sweet.

King Qin didn't hear what she said clearly, he only stared at her red lips, looking at his faintly discernable white teeth. His head was buzzing, and in his chest, a blazing flame was about to burn everything.

He had kissed her beautiful red lips many times, even on the night of the bridal chamber, her lips were deeply entwined with his. Such a wonderful taste! He suddenly bit his lip and felt as if he wanted to bite down on blood.

Ever since he swore the oath, he had never been close to a single woman again. However, he was in his prime, yet another man in need, and his energy had not been vented. The night sky, the bed, was filled with longing for her, and the pain and longing for her was so intense that it was hard for him to live.

The old pirate Third Uncle Yang scolded him many times, saying that he had fallen into a demonic state. If he died and no one watched over the island for him, wouldn't he be destroyed by that woman?

Ma Su and Liu Wu even more so did not understand why he was so determined to stay here. It was because the wives of other men were wasting their lives and lives without end.

He did not understand why he wanted to stay here, knowing that he was desperate and that she was already a wife.

He didn't understand it, but he didn't want to understand it either.

Only now did he realize that he was afraid to return to the island, afraid to return to the night to suffer, to suffer the excruciating, torturous desires of men.

I don't know if the taste is tolerable. He knew all along that he was going to lose his mind, but how could he restrain himself?

Thus, he subconsciously stayed here, even watching her from afar.

However, Wangmei after quenching her thirst, like a man walking in the desert for a long time, can only imagine a mirage, until death. Like a desperate beast, it quietly paced back and forth in the forest, looking for a chance to live and prey.

When she was on the verge of death, this desire could still be forcefully suppressed.

However, she was fine. She stood in front of him with a sweet smile and a slim figure like a ripe peach, waiting for him to pick it and taste it.

When she was young, she was his, and when she bloomed, she was his.

His mouth was dripping with saliva!

All the desires of a man could only be unleashed on her at this moment. Especially the ecstasy of the bridal chamber. The ecstasy he got from her returned to life like a wild beast waking up in a flash.

Her mouth opened and closed, her chest rose up slightly, and her slim waist … His blood-red eyes seemed to pierce through her nightdress, searching for the flesh in her memory that had once brought him so much pleasure. He was her first man, and he had enjoyed the most pleasure from her.

That was the first time he understood the supreme realm of merging spirit and flesh.

He swallowed and made a gurgling sound.

It was only then that Hua Rong noticed his peculiar gaze. She was shocked and suddenly took a step back.

At this time, King Qin's eyes flashed with flames that resembled that of a ferocious beast. His breathing became hurried, and he suddenly took a step forward.

She took a few more steps back, almost touching the wall. She was already a mature woman, had had two years of marriage, harmonious with her husband, Qin Si, and had enjoyed countless times love and happiness. When she saw the look in King Qin's eyes, how could she not know what he was thinking?

Moreover, he was the first man!

That kind of unforgettable pain, the pain of being torn apart, had already sunk deep into the marrow.

Only, she hadn't noticed it before. Ever since he had gotten severely injured, King Qin had been busy trying to rescue him and had never made any moves that she was dissatisfied with. Over time, she almost forgot that King Qin was originally a dangerous person.

The most dangerous person.

He didn't know when it happened, but he had forgotten to guard against it. He thought that it was useless to guard against it. Only now did he realize how wrong he was. Subconsciously, she tightened her grip on her robe, wishing that it was a fortress.

"Little girl!"

His voice was hoarse and full of lust.

She was shocked, and muttered: "Qin Shangcheng …."

King Qin took another step closer.

At this moment, her body was already pressed against the wall, and there was no way out.

"Little girl …"

His voice was thick and raw with desire, which flowed out of his eyes and voice. He could no longer hide it, nor could he hide it.

She suddenly thought of that terrible night on the island, the tearing pain.

It wasn't pain, but the awakening of a nightmare within the soul.

Her voice was filled with anxiety, "Qin Shangcheng, this is urgent, I have to leave immediately. Otherwise, Miao Liu and the others will not let me off.

she said hurriedly, not knowing what she was talking about.

"I will protect you and your son …"

"Thank you, I'll be leaving first."

She turned to leave, but his big hand reached out and pressed against the wall, enveloping her.

"Little girl, you're not allowed to leave. It's dangerous to go back. Tonight, we'll stay here …"

His hot breath blew on her face like a huge fireball. It was very strange. This time, his actions were not crazy, his voice was so gentle, his eyes burned with desire, and with such a deep feeling of love, it was definitely not the kind of rape that would ignore everything in the past.

Her mind was in a state of panic and fear, and she even wanted to escape.

Both of his hands were wrapped around the wall, but he didn't touch her body. He only secretly trapped her in his gentle encirclement, his voice hoarse. Desire slid in his throat as he lowered his head and looked into her eyes. "Little girl, little girl …"

Due to the close proximity, he could even feel the long eyelashes brushing against his eyes. It was itchy, soft, and comfortable. In that instant, he even saw his own reflection in those bright and beautiful eyes …

What a wonderful feeling!

She quickly avoided his gaze and reached out her hand to push him away. "I'm leaving …"

"Little girl!"

With this push, her scorching hand paused on his chest. Because she had used too much strength, through her thick fur coat, she completely ignited the boiling flames of lust in her chest.

He suddenly stepped forward, and she immediately felt a strong heat hold her back.

She was so frightened that she almost jumped up, but she couldn't move at all. The excessive heat of his desire was like a hard iron rod firmly holding him down, preventing him from moving at all.

Her breathing was labored, she was dizzy, she was oppressed by his desire. She was like a piece of paper pasted to the wall, gradually losing her breath.

He looked down at her again, his eyes fixed on hers, and for a moment he did not speak, still lost in her long, brush eyelashes and her soft rubbing and tickling sensation.

For a moment, he closed his eyes and quietly experienced what it was like to slap out a gentle breeze with his eyelashes. It was the most erotic poison in the world.

There was even her clear heartbeat, a sound that resonated with the rhythm of her own heartbeat.

This joyful knowledge made him almost forget his burning desire. How intoxicating would it be if he could spend his life with her, with her, with her, with her, without her heart?

Love, is this love?

Why did he have to love this woman so much?

Love her heart?

He laughed suddenly, joyously, opened his eyes, and saw his reflection in her misty eyes again.

His eyes revealed a deep and gentle gaze that he would never dare to imagine in his entire life. He spoke in a low voice, "Girl, girl …" Always calling, calling, as if she belonged to herself, her heart, her people.

The voice that carried heat and energy, from the eardrums to the heart, was extremely shocked.

Fear, a fear that grew deeper and deeper.

Hua Rong was unable to shift her eyes away, she could only shift her gaze away, not looking at him. She tried her best to twist her body, but her petite body remained the same as it was ten years ago, unable to move in the face of his steel-like strength.

Still.

As long as he did not let go, he could rob her at any time.

She could not resist at all.

The fear in his heart deepened bit by bit. In the past, when he was alone, he could still bear the shame and live on. However, as a wife and mother now, how could she withstand another round of torture?

But he was a pirate. He would never care about these morals.

He would consider nothing as long as he wanted to.

Other people's wives, other people's mothers!

Those were things that he had never considered.

As long as he wanted to.

One of his hands tightly wrapped around her, while the other gently caressed her face. A scorching breath blew over her face, entering her mouth, robbing her nervous breathing, his voice a little dazed. "Little girl, I think at this moment, I've been thinking about this for ten years …"

Ten years.

Maybe ten years.

Time silently flowed by.

Traps, however, would never be cut.

He had thought of severing it many times, and had even thought of killing her to destroy everything. However, she had sworn an oath and made a heavy blow to her. After experiencing life and death, why was it that the desires of humans were like those of tigers and tigers, and couldn't be suppressed?

It was getting stronger and stronger.

He must obtain it. If he continued to suppress it, he would explode like a fireball in this very night.

"Girl, I like you …" Always liked... "I don't know why either …"

She didn't know why, but she preferred not to like it.

His lips were almost touching hers, but she turned away. His eyes dimmed, but it didn't dampen his strong desire. It stayed with her.