Soon, blood oozed from Su Wan's lips.
She and Jiang Xuecheng had kissed so many times that she probably couldn't even count them.
But Jiang Xuecheng had never been as ferocious as he was now, like a wild beast, using his sharp teeth to try to tear Su Wan to pieces.
It was more like a bite than a kiss.
She didn't feel any tenderness in this kiss.
Su Wan inexplicably felt a chill, as if he was about to be torn into pieces bit by bit and swallowed.
The young prince let go of Su Wan and looked down at her condescendingly.
Like a god in the clouds, he looks down upon all living beings, with an elegant demeanor yet an intimidating aura of indifference.
"Don't look at me like that."
A deep and somewhat hoarse male voice passed by his ears, causing Su Wan's body to suddenly stiffen.
He doesn't speak Chinese...
Su Wan's heart slowly sank, and she didn't even have time to figure out what the man had said.
However, the next moment, Su Wan felt even more frightened!
She was suddenly turned over, his legs pressed on her, and his hands began to unbutton Su Wan's skirt.
The plain white hand-embroidered long skirt had no buttons or zippers, so it was very difficult to unbutton.
The man's eyes darkened, showing a hint of scarlet, and he simply chose a simple and quick way.
tear-
The crisp sound of tearing cloth suddenly sounded in the cold night, making people feel a little panic for no reason and a little distracted...
In an instant, a long gap appeared on "Dephia's" haute couture dress.
Su Wanying's fair skin was suddenly exposed, like a flower quietly blooming in the night, silent but carrying a deadly poison that made people want to throw reason to the wind.
It was not known whether it was the medicinal effects of the wine or the scene before him that stimulated the man, but he suddenly felt a buzzing in his mind and a taut string broke.
A faint light flashed across his eyes, which were as deep as the night, and there was an eagerness in them that was difficult to conceal.
My body was inexplicably hot, and I didn't feel this way even when the medicine was at its most effective.
In fact, he could have endured it, but when he saw that slender figure in the corridor, he suddenly didn't want to endure it anymore.
Regardless of whether this girl is a so-called spy or not, at least at this moment, he wants her.
…
Su Wan looked at the handsome face in front of her and suddenly her heart skipped a beat.
She actually felt scared...
It was real fear, and Su Wan's back was covered with tiny, dense particles.
I never thought that one day, seeing this face would bring up such emotions.
The cold breath lingered on Su Wan's face bit by bit, but his hands were so hot that Su Wan even felt like she was about to be burned.
This feeling of being tightly shackled by someone is really terrifying.
In particular, you can feel that when the other person looks at you, he or she doesn't look like a lover, but more like an enemy.
Is he really Jiang Xuecheng, or a devil with Jiang Xuecheng's appearance
Su Wan swallowed, somewhat afraid of what would happen next.
She subconsciously tried to struggle, kicking and slapping with her wrists and legs, but this man was so strong that no matter how she struggled, she could not completely free herself from his restraints.
She did like Jiang Xuecheng, but Su Wan couldn't accept this kind of completely bullying feeling.
Faced with Su Wan's helpless resistance, the man held Su Wan's slender palm, without a doubt that he could break it with a little force.
He stared at Su Wan angrily, his eyes were sinister, and his face was as cold as if covered with a thin layer of frost.
"You want to refuse but you still want to welcome?"
These four short words were accompanied by a sarcastic laugh that escaped from his throat.
Su Wan heard the contempt.
Such humiliation...
Seeing that Su Wan refused to look at him, the man stared at her without blinking, not letting go of every inch of her.
He grabbed Su Wan's chin and took possession of her fiercely with an extremely strong attitude.
There was no comfort, not even the slightest bit, he just went straight to the point in a cold voice.
He attacked without mercy, and Su Wan felt as if she had been run over by a car, but her heart ached even more.
It really hurts...
Su Wan's mind went blank because she couldn't believe it.
Her body was shaking uncontrollably. Su Wan looked at the face in front of her with red eyes and suddenly gave up struggling.
But those clear watery eyes seemed a little dazed.
Su Wan never knew that doing this kind of thing with Jiang Xuecheng could be like torture.
The body felt like it had been tortured to pieces, with the heart and bones being torn out.
This scorching breath, these strong shackles, this punishing pain, were all given to her by him.
The young prince saw Su Wan biting her lips tightly, refusing to say a word, and her eyes became increasingly cold, like a warning before a storm.
Thinking that other men might have treated Su Wan in the same way, he felt as if he had been punched in the heart.
He has always been a person with mysophobia, but at this moment, all his rationality was gone and only violence remained.
Suddenly, he bit her hard.
The cold smell of rust spread along the lips and teeth of the two people.
He held Su Wan tighter, putting her in an even more awkward position.
…
Su Wan's back was pressed against the marble floor. She felt very cold, and the color on her face gradually faded.
Although he had guessed that Jiang Xuecheng might have forgotten him, when he really faced this moment, he still felt sadness welling up in his whole body.
He had forgotten her after all.
He forgot her...
Jiang Xuecheng would never treat her like this...
Realizing this cruel fact, Su Wan seemed to hear the sound of heaven and earth collapsing in a trance.
Su Wan lowered her eyelashes, and her long eyelashes trembled twice, and soon, they were covered with a hazy mist.
Is that tears
The prince looked coldly at the woman in front of him, and for some reason his mood became more and more irritated.
"why are you crying?"
He asked, his voice cold and chilly.
He hated Su Wan's appearance, so he reached out and held up the woman's pale face.
Su Wan was stunned when she heard this. Did she cry
She raised her eyes and looked at the man in front of her, hesitant to speak.
Su Wan has always liked Jiang Xuecheng's hands, and Jiang Xuecheng's hands are indeed very beautiful, just like a pianist's hands, porcelain white and slender, with well-proportioned bones and flesh, and distinct knuckles.
For some reason, the tears that had gathered in Su Wan's eyes could no longer be held back.
Like raindrops falling from the eaves, they keep falling.
Su Wan didn't cry out loud, she was simply shedding tears, drop by drop, silently falling down her cheeks, leaving a trail of water.
When the man saw Su Wan not saying a word, his sharp brows suddenly twisted.
The prince cursed under his breath, feeling particularly unhappy to see Su Wan like this. When Su Wan slapped him before, he was still quite lively, but now he looked like this.
In fact, she didn't resist at all. No matter what posture she was in, she just remained silent.
So now, what is it
[Thanks to the book friends "Moonlight", "Calm", "Even if you don't have the fate of a princess, you must have the style of a queen", "Yu Xiaoyanran ℡", "Liu Aixin" and several other relatives for their rewards. Thank you for your input, muah~]
(End of this chapter)