Bai Weiwei only felt that the man's breath was strong and terrifying, as domineering as if she was going to be pinched into her bones.
His fingers pinched her wrist, and the man's fingertips had a cool breath.
It was as fresh as night dew when it came from outside.
But his skin was scorching hot, including his black eyes, which were as dark as night, but with a desperate scorching sharpness.
In the dark, her slender arms were powerless to struggle.
The man was malicious, half propped up his body, and his thin and cold eyes were full of savage light like thin blades.
When she was struggling, his hair was a little messy, and the black hair fell beside the tight and handsome face, with a little bit of evil beauty in the loose.
"Vivi."
He looked into her surprised and panic-stricken eyes, his thin lips hooked lightly, and he stretched out his fingertips and rubbed her wet lips lightly.
The girl's originally dull lip color was rubbed into a bright red by him.
Extraordinarily delicate and delicious.
His eyes were curved, showing a cold smile, "Did you miss me? After a long absence, I miss you, I miss you very much."
I really want two words. Curled in his lips, there is a sense of dangerous ambiguity for no reason.
Bai Weiwei opened her lips and closed her eyes with some guilty conscience.
The smile on Lu Xinglan's mouth slowly disappeared.
His voice softened, "Don't you miss me?"
This is indescribably weak, even a little helpless.
It seems that he did not expect to face this situation.
Facing her guilty conscience, she had no surprise face.
When he decided to go to protect the southern country, he thought that if he came back again, he would be able to retire and take her away.
He even thought that they traveled the mountains and rivers, crossed the river, and walked through the years.
In the end he was buried in her arms.
This is the life of his dreams.
He didn't expect Midnight Menghui, but the news he got was that she was robbed.
He never blamed her for losing someone.
Not her fault.
It was Yuan Xuan who was wrong, he would kill him.
But she didn't prevent it, she would have feelings for Yuan Xuan.
Bai Weiwei's eyelashes trembled, like the wings of a remnant butterfly, her pink face was bloodless.
She said softly: "You let me go, this is the palace, it's dangerous for you to come in like this."
Lu Xinglan looked at her silently, and his fingertips slowly touched the corners of her eyes, lips, and jaw, and finally came to her neck.
As if strangling her.
He sneered, "I'm not dangerous, I'll kill Yuan Xuan later and take you away."
Speaking of which, he raised his eyes coldly.
look around.
Gorgeous and spacious beds, yellow quilts and dragon-patterned pillows representing imperial power.
And on the bed, a girl who is alluring.
Always knew she was beautiful.
The kind that is too beautiful to ignore.
At that time, she was wearing a simple dress and simple flowers, sitting slim at his desk, smiling innocently at him.
It's already captivating.
It's even more gorgeous now.
Charming as a stunner.
As if she was born to be a goblin lying on the throne of an emperor.
Every move can tempt everyone to die for her.
Lu Xinglan's eyes had a trace of uncontrollable obsession, but his fingers slowly exerted force, as if trying to strangle her.
"Did you miss me?"
Repeat the same sentence.
But it was much colder and dangerous than before.
It was as terrifying as an unsheathed sword that could cut people at any time.
Bai Weiwei looked at him with a pale face, but didn't say a word. Her lips were pursed, and her brows were lightly frowned.
Finally, she said with a sigh, "Don't kill him, this is the palace, you can't escape even if you kill him."