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Wen Xin was only trying her best to talk back. In terms of stamina, in front of this man, she was not even comparable to a little rabbit.

"So what if I don't? Bite me? " Leng Jue Ye asked her with a low laugh.

Wen Xin's little face froze as she stared blankly at the increasingly larger circles of blood on her shirt, feeling a little dizzy. She gasped for breath, pushed him away and said, "You're bleeding."

Wen Xin fiercely glared at him, and struggled out of his grasp, "Stop talking, I'll help you stop the bleeding."

Wen Xin walked into the washroom and took out an unusual towel to get wet. The man beside the sofa slowly and elegantly opened up the hole in his shirt and took it off, revealing his well-defined and well-developed wheat colored skin.

Wen Xin's face was slightly burned. Seeing the bite mark on his face, she grabbed his arm and used a towel to wipe the blood off her face, revealing a row of deep teeth marks. She couldn't help but be vexed over her indiscretion and actually bit him until she bled.

But who told him to come up with ideas at that time? Otherwise, she would not have thought that she could bite him. She deserved it and deserved it.

Wen Xin took out a bandage and wrapped it around his body twice. Her actions were gentle and the man watched her finish it without saying a word.

After Wen Xin was done, she packed up and said to him, "You can go."

Leng Jue Ye swept his cold eyes across the place, "You're going to chase me away after biting me? "Do you have any humanity?"

"You clearly asked for it. Who told you to come to my house in the middle of the night?"

"Why don't you blame yourself for luring me here?"

"You …"

He was simply looking for justice.

"Alright, I'm hungry, cook something for me." Leng Jue Ye stretched his body comfortably, revealing an expression as if he wanted to eat something.

Wen Xin was speechless. Why hadn't he eaten his fill today at the banquet?

This was probably her fault. After all, she was the one who had chatted happily with Lan Pin Yi for so long, causing him to be jealous instead.

However, she still walked to the kitchen and started to cook his noodles. The more she thought about it, the more she felt that under such circumstances, she was deeply hurting Xia Ran. No matter what, they were a husband and wife.

10 minutes later, Wen Xin brought a bowl of noodles to him, "After we finish eating, let's go, I don't want to see you again."

Leng Jue Ye extended his hand out to hold it up, and after the chopsticks stirred, he felt the air was filled with the fragrance. He blew in the cold air, and then elegantly ate it, Wen Xin walked into the bathroom to wash his bloodstained shirt, and looked at the blood on top of the shirt, she was a little absent-minded.

If … If he wasn't married.

Wen Xin closed her eyes, stopping her from continuing this thought. She shook her head, no, she couldn't think like this anymore.

He was Xia Ran's husband, a fact that could never be changed. Even if one day Xia Ran divorced him, she and him were separated by a moral line that could never be crossed.

She could not be this immoral. Marrying her own brother-in-law would only bring disaster upon the heavens and thunder.

What's more, he didn't really like her, so why did she need to think so much?

Wen Xin suddenly covered her face and cried. She suppressed it and let go of the water cage, allowing herself to cry.

Outside, Leng Jue Ye quickly finished a bowl of noodles. Seeing that the lady inside did not make any sound, he frowned and walked over.

Through the door, he heard the sound of water, and the whimper of a woman trying to stifle it. Was she crying?

Leng Jue Ye's handsome face tensed up, why was he crying like this behind his back? What did she suffer?

Leng Jue Ye reached out his hand to open the door, and suddenly appeared, causing the girl who was stepping on the wall to jump in fright. Wen Xin frantically wiped her face that was full of tears, and stared at him with a pair of crying red eyes that looked like a rabbit's.

"What are you crying for?" Leng Jue Ye wrapped his arms around her and looked down at her from above, looking a little mocking.

Wen Xin bit her lips, and the more she thought about it, the angrier she became. Wasn't it him that forced her to such a state?

"In the future, don't come looking for me anymore." Wen Xin clenched his teeth and glared at him.

Was it really because of him?

She was kind, pure, and caring towards her relatives. If not for the fact that he kept using Xia Ran and Su Jin Xiu to threaten her, she would not have been touched by him again and again. She had a bottom line, and furthermore, she always stuck to it.

This woman was stupid, silly, and cute.

It was only because she was special and different that he realized that the closer he got to her, the more obsessed he was with her.

He discovered that apart from her attractive body, every single one of her expressions and smiles affected him and influenced his mood when he was with her.

To him, this sort of influence was something that he shouldn't have, because he never liked having his emotions controlled by others.

But this woman had done it. With her innocent and innocent face, her delicate and pitiful eyes, and her tasty and tasty body, he had been attracted to her time and time again.

He looked at the sleeve next to the pool that she had washed clean of the blood, and his heart softened a little.

"What's wrong? Did I do something wrong? " Leng Jue Ye asked gently.

Wen Xin was startled, she bit her lips and stared at him, "Don't you feel that our relationship is evil, is it wrong?"

"Is this why?" Leng Jue Ye sighed inwardly. So it turned out that she was still unable to accept the fact that she was with him.

"Can you leave my life and not disturb us any longer? We can no longer contact each other or do anything intimate. Can we be strangers?" Wen Xin looked at him with pleading eyes.

"This is bad!" Leng Jue Ye rejected him immediately, attracting his attention. However, to ask him to let go of his hand, was something he couldn't do.

"I beg you, please let me go." Wen Xin held his face, but couldn't help but cry. He was as weak as a child.