She was hesitating whether to get some herbs to take a good dip in the medicinal bath, but there was a loud "pinging, bang, bang" from outside the space.
Xi Yue looked out through the space, and saw Ji Mingyu standing blankly beside the empty bed in the empty bedroom.
All the bowls and dishes in his hand fell to the ground and shattered into a piece of debris. The sound just now was the sound of the dishes falling and shattering.
His eyes were full of fear, fear, and mad despair and pain, and the dark eyes were once again submerged by bloodthirsty scarlet.
He murmured softly, his voice was hoarse, like a roar, but also like the mournful cry of a wild animal, "Xi Yue...Xi Yue, do you still want to run away from me? Why?"
Xi Yue was taken aback by his appearance, so she didn't dare to delay any longer, she quickly dodged out of the space.
Because she entered from the bed, she also fell from the air above the bed when she came out this time.
But before she landed on the soft bed, she was caught by a pair of hands from mid-air, and hugged tightly into her arms.
With that tight embrace, Xi Yue could hear the creaking of her own bones, so tight that she had the illusion that Ji Mingyu wanted to rub herself into his flesh and blood.
"It hurts..." A low moan and cry of pain escaped from between the lips and teeth, with a coquettish grievance.
Ji Mingyu woke up suddenly, the redness in his eyes completely faded away, leaving only panic.
He hastily released Xi Yue's hands, carefully and clumsily checking whether she was hurt by him, his eyes were full of annoyance and distress.
"Xi'er, how is it? Does it still hurt? Where does it hurt?"
Xi Yue shot him an annoyed look, frowned and said, "It hurts, my whole body hurts, it hurts to death, it's all your fault, bastard!"
A soft slap on the man's hard cheek.
Ji Mingyu didn't feel the pain at all, but felt more pity and heartache, grabbed her hand and brought it to his lips to kiss.
However, Xi Yue became more and more depressed. This man was rough-skinned and thick-skinned. He was far from his opponent in the first place, but now he was as different as ants and mountains and rivers.
Hit him once, he is fine, but his hand hurts instead.
Seeing the frowning of the girl in her arms, Ji Mingyu thought she wanted to leave, and her heart became more and more frightened and flustered, but her face showed a cold and domineering expression, "Xi'er, whether you hate me or not, I don't will let you go."
"I hate you?" Xi Yue was confused.
She questioned her ability, but Ji Mingyu thought she was telling the truth, and there was a deep pain and desperate madness in her eyes.
He leaned forward and pushed him down on the bed. His voice was hoarse and trembling, but he was decisive, "I said, so what if you hate me? I will never let go."
"Xi'er, I am willing to spend my whole life pampering you, doting on you, and protecting you. Even if you refuse to forgive me for a year, two years, or ten years, after a hundred years or a thousand years, you will fall in love with me one day. I Even if I die, I will wait until that day."
Xi Yue looked at the man's red eyes with an expression that was so persistent that it was almost crazy, she was in a daze for a long time and couldn't say a word.
So, Ji Mingyu doesn't remember what happened last night
Did he think he still hated him? Still want to leave him
Xi Yue was amused and distressed for a moment.
She blinked and asked softly, "Have you forgotten what happened last night?"
Ji Mingyu was startled, retreated with a sense of despair and solemnity all over his body, and then shook his head.