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Because of the struggle, her hair slowly began to scatter, a jet-black strand brushed against her forehead, covering those bright and slender eyelashes. Then it began to spread, little by little, into his mouth, which was pressed against her face.

He gently nibbled on that strand of black hair, and the fragrance at the tip of his hair was even more enticing. Suddenly, he recalled the night when he had to take care of her in order to numb himself, when he had to hug her as much as he could, when the tip of his hair had crawled into his nostrils and entered his mouth …

He gently spat out the strand of hair, which stuck to her face. It was pitch black and white, a stark contrast. He laughed and brushed her hair with his hand, not at all willing to hide his vivid charm.

His hand was already pressed to her eyelids. She closed her eyes slightly and shuddered.

This kind of trembling irritated him even more. They had shared a few months of intimacy, sharing a bed, and he was familiar with every inch of her body. That pink sparkle, that faint gasp — he suddenly realized that he had been having fun for so many days. What about her? At this moment, it was as though he had no other choice but to be shocked. He thought to himself, "How can I let her be as happy as myself, and not see this as a fear of her own path?"

Don't let her be afraid. I hope she's happy too.

This was the first time he thought of such an important question, so despite his fiery temper, he did not force himself to continue. Instead, he patiently wrapped her in his embrace and whispered into her ear, "Girl, don't be afraid, I'll treat you well … It will be fine... "You'll definitely like it …"

As he hugged her in a slightly relaxed manner, she finally regained her senses and raised her voice. "Qin Shangcheng!"

"Mm, little girl …" His body was so close to hers that the source of his desire was so firm that it almost burned her body against the wall, imprisoning her.

Their postures were too ambiguous. Hua Rong's face turned red, her entire body was surrounded by that terrifying Qi, and the house suddenly became a summer place, scorching to the point where one's soul was about to melt.

Too dangerous.

He was breathing hard, and she was sweating a little from the heat.

His kiss started from her forehead, sounding one after another as though she was hypnotizing her, "Little girl, don't be afraid … "Little girl, I will gently …"

Maybe it was the sticky, moist tips of her hair that had cooled and stuck to her neck, but she woke up with a start. She pressed her hand desperately against his chest, trying to put some distance between them, especially against that terrible desire.

However, how could the gap between the natural strength be separated?

As long as he didn't let go, he wouldn't be able to struggle.

Incomparable rage, the rage of being forced by someone. He was even angry at himself for learning such skills, angry at the helplessness of being a woman. Why had he worked so hard for so many years, only to encounter such a situation and still be powerless, unable to protect himself?

Could it be that he would be unable to fight back against such a terrifying situation for the rest of his life?

King Qin's chest was pressed up by that soft hand, and there was some distance between the two of them. He hated the distance, as if the cold wind had come in at once.

If you don't like it like this, the two of them had better stay close. It should have been like this a long time ago, shouldn't it? This was his wife! His wife!

Angry red, making her cheeks look more like a perfect red apple, he lowered his head and quickly kissed her on the lips.

It was still the softness and sweetness of memory, and as soon as it touched him, he almost lost his soul, gasping for breath, forcing his tongue through her clenched teeth. His tongue finally reached in and sucked in the sliding softness, greedily seizing the deep sweetness that was almost forgotten.

Too sweet.

He gripped her tightly and never let go. Her face slowly turned red and she couldn't breathe. Her body trembled.

His hand lightly touched the beautiful softness that he had longed for for for for a long time, and despite the heavy clothes, that trembling pleasure almost broke through his entire body, and he let go of her in her desperate struggle, almost unable to breathe. His voice was hoarse and he could barely utter a word, "Girl, give me, come with me …" I can't take it anymore... Trembling every night... I miss you every night... "I want you …"

She closed her eyes and burst into tears.

The teardrop fell right onto his lips as he kissed her. It slipped between their lips and entered his mouth. It was astringent, as if it was cooling down on the sweet taste of the honey.

His lips left her and he was startled, his actions still as gentle as before. He touched her warm face and said, "Little girl, don't be afraid. I'll treat you well. In the future, I won't let you get hurt anymore …"

Then one arm wrapped around her, the other down her neck. He was an impatient person who had never been so patient and gentle in his life, but at this moment, his hand was willingly resting on that soft and fair neck, gently stroking that faint scar as he sighed in pity, "Little girl, no one will dare hurt you again in the future. "I will be good to you every single day of my life …"

His hand gently caressed the wound for a long time, as if he was trying to dissolve the faint scar. After a long time, he gently untied her clothes. His outer robe had already been ripped apart. Under his tight night attire, he stretched his hand towards the first button, undid it, and then, below it …

She slowly opened her mouth, and with such a calm voice, it was as if they were casually discussing, "King Qin, you shouldn't have helped me find some kind of lingzhi root, and even more so, shouldn't have saved my life in one stroke …"

He froze, his hand still on the second button.

Her hand was on his chest. Feeling the force from her hand, the force of being anxious to get rid of it, he immediately took half a step back. Feeling the force from her hand, the force of being anxious to get rid of it, he immediately took half a step back.

She knew the girl's character the best. If she was unwilling, it would be a great harm to force her again, and it would even take her life. With so much damage done and his life on the line, even if his emotions were on fire right now, he could not force even the slightest bit of it.

She was still leaning against the wall, her eyes closed and tears streaming down her face.

He felt a pang in his heart. It was an extremely strange feeling. This soft and beautiful body was not only hers, but also his own. It was at least a part of him. Countless despairing and sorrowful days, he rushed to find the Lingzhi, as if saving himself to save that frostbitten body.

This was a precious life that had been saved after thousands of years of suffering and suffering.

It was more precious than his own life.

Because of this, who would have the heart to personally chop off an arm and a leg? One hand, one foot?

He gently embraced her, not knowing how to comfort her, and only said, "Girl, it's my fault. I can't help it, I long for you every night … The night we were married... Every time I wake up, I go crazy... "But, I won't hurt you, how can I not hurt you …"

His embrace no longer felt any pressure, as it trapped his own sense of oppression. That burning desire of his threatened … Now that everything was gone, even the air around him suddenly felt a little lighter.

He used the Big Kew that he had spread out to cover her petite body, reached out his hands to wipe the tears on her face and smiled: "Girl, I'll keep this clothes for you, it won't be a problem. I'll do what you tell me to do. "

As soon as she struggled, he released her, but he could not bear to do so. His hand still rested lightly on her waist.

She pulled away from him, walked a few steps away from him, buttoned her robe, and turned to leave.

He chased after her. "Little girl, I'll keep your clothes for you."

Only then did she remember the package on the table, and quickly turned around and took it. It was the set of crown s, and she turned around and left.

"Little girl, it's too dangerous. Give me my clothes."

Her voice was very cold. "No need."

He was startled, like a child who had done something wrong. He carefully asked, "Little girl, I'll listen to you …"

"No need."

"Little girl!"

He took another step forward and grabbed her hand, and as soon as she struggled, he let go.

At this moment, Hua Rong completely understood in her heart why he was able to stay here unhesitatingly — He did not give up, he had never given up!

Perhaps, deep down in his bones, he had even thought of himself as his "wife"!

His vow was something he desired. As long as he could meet with him once, he would be in more danger.

If it wasn't for his reputation, could it be that he had actually shamed Pengju's surname?

She bit her lip, angry and slightly sad. He was stubborn and stubborn like this. This man was born to be the devil's star in his life.

Her voice was cold, "King Qin, let's not meet again in the future."

He hurriedly said, "Little girl, I'm sorry …"

No matter if it was' I'm sorry 'or' Guarantee ', they could not do it.

Man is often the slave of desire.

Rather than defend, it was better to cut him off.

Her voice grew firmer, "King Qin, I won't meet you again in the future."

Besides desire, there was danger. The Wing Wang is a matter of my husband and wife, what does it have to do with him, a pirate? What sort of obligation did he have to get involved and work for Zhao Deji? As for himself, he was also unwilling to place Zhao Deji in any danger, and pay any price, because of him. Besides, if they continued to pester like this, they would never stop until their entire lives had ended.

She said lightly: "King Qin, forget about your oath. It's completely ridiculous."

He was slightly angered. "Your father's oath is serious!"

She shook her head. "No! The oath must be kept by both sides, not by one side. "I've never promised you, so you can't use your oath to restrain yourself …" "Besides, your oath is a great deal of pressure and injustice to me."

"I don't want you to abide by any oath!"

Her voice was sharp. "That's why you don't have to follow my orders!"

"What laozi wants has nothing to do with you, it's none of your business."

She laughed coldly, "It has nothing to do with me? King Qin, you cannot take your unilateral oath as if I owe you. Actually, wouldn't it be great if you could find as many women as you like? Haven't you had enough women before? If you don't even get a hundred, you will get eighty. What is the price for you to swear an oath now? "

"Laozi likes you, Laozi will never find another woman in my life."

"I am Yue Pengju's wife!"

"I don't care whose wife you are! Even a fool like Yue Pengju would have a short life. When he dies, this daddy will marry you. "

She almost jumped up and ruthlessly slapped him in the face. Why would Pengju have to die? Why did you curse him like that? See, he still told the truth, and he actually had such an idea! When Yue Pengju dies, would he marry him again?

Why would Pengju die? Why?

She was so angry that veins started popping out on her forehead, "King Qin, even if you don't want to find a woman for a few more lifetimes, I won't marry you!"