The crown prince's pet

Wenxin couldn't hear her anymore, but it seemed like she had a telepathy, as if she could hear the voice in his heart, he was calling her, Xiner, Xiner, my Xiner...

She laid her whole body on top of him, and called his name over and over again, Lord Mos, Lord Mos, my Lord!

His whole body was trembling, was it panic, fear, or helpless jealousy?

Mo Sijue's fist hit his head again and again, he had never been so powerless and depressed as he is now.

There's no way, but I can't bear her to be in such pain!He wished he could bear all this instead of her!

Mo Sijue told himself that if she could survive this test, he would definitely satisfy all her demands, even if he was asked to let go!

As long as she is still alive...alive!

To live is to have hope, to live is to have hope!

"Hold me, Mo Sijue, hug me!" Warmly hugging his arm, she opened her lips to kiss him, she knew that the sadness and tears emanating from this man were only for her!Because she is sweet!

She didn't know how to comfort him, the only way to prove that she was his!

tomorrow...tomorrow...

Whether there is tomorrow or not, the relationship between them should be over!

Wen Xin's heart was filled with deep reluctance. She and Mo Sijue went from acquaintance, to loathing each other, to plotting against each other, and then to hatred. It was because of love that they hated, right?

She left him, except for this night, what else is left?

The warm initiative gave Mo Sijue great encouragement and support. He needs her, has always needed her, and now she is even in his dreams.

How could he refuse such a stunning woman who haunted her so much?

The warm and jerky kiss fell on his lips and Adam's apple. It was such an unintentional move, but it instantly ignited all the enthusiasm in his body, and instantly awakened his desire for her!

Mo Sijue's eyes were bloodshot, and a dim yellow lamp was turned on beside the bed. The dim light shone on the entangled body. He opened his eyes, and his deep blue eyes covered her deeply from head to toe. Keep it in your heart.

"Xin'er, my Xin'er..." Mo Sijue was calling her name with all his heart, sweat fell from the foreheads of the two of them accompanied by pain, Mo Sijue suddenly called out those three words, but she couldn't hear her arrive.

When entering, she hurts, and he hurts too!

Maybe it's because their hearts are sad, they tasted the unprecedented pain in each other's lingering!

Mo Sijue seems to be tireless, and his warm spirit is also exceptionally good. Even if he can't see anything, those big black eyes fall on his heart like nothing. teasing on the tip of his heart...

He contradicted heavily, pumping/thrusting back and forth, she was pushed to the top of the wave in the passion/passion he gave, wave after wave, and was annihilated again and again!Throughout the night, they were physically and mentally united and sweated. When dawn came, their bodies were still tightly intertwined, like conjoined twins, and they couldn't be separated no matter what.

"It's dawn..." Wen Xin moved her sore body, Mo Sijue was still lying on top of her, the burning heat of his lower body was still buried in her warm tunnel, Wen Xin pushed him, although she couldn't see the outside It's dark, but she has a feeling.

Even if she can't see or hear, at least she can still breathe...

Mo Sijue reluctantly opened his eyes, and then looked at the plain and beautiful face under him, a drop of cold liquid instantly dripped from his eyes, landed on Wen Wen's face, and slid into her mouth.

Salty, is the taste of love...

Wen Xin started to have nosebleeds again, and even coughed up blood from her mouth, and her heart was throbbing with cramps. This feeling of life being worse than death tortured her to the point of being out of shape.

She was in pain, but could no longer cry out.

Mo Sijue hugged her all day long, kept wiping her blood off, and rubbed her chest. He frantically and irritablely called Chi Hao's number again and again, but the result was always the same, The hidden dragon is not out yet!

This also means that he has not developed an antidote!

Today is the third day, and in the evening, Wen Xin fell into a coma again, unable to wake up no matter how much he screamed.

Mo Sijue stood by her side, holding her cold little hand, until the temperature of her body cooled little by little, and finally her heart stopped beating...

In the early morning of the fourth day, it began to snow again outside.

Mo Sijue hugged Wen Xin and looked out the window. Even though she couldn't hear her anymore, he still whispered in her ear, "Xin'er, look, it's snowing again!"

In fact, they all knew in their hearts that it was Mo Sijue who gave her a world without regrets in that artificial snowfall!

Wen Xin was very quiet, she fell asleep peacefully, her long eyelashes covered her eyelids, those tightly closed eyes were like a body without a soul, Mo Sijue just stared at her face obsessively look.

The one who is angry, the one who is naughty, the one who laughs, the one who cries, the one who fascinates him... that one!

Mo Sijue changed Wen Xin's clothes, and her fair skin had slowly turned lavender. Mo Sijue didn't know what this meant, he only knew that he said he would set her free, but only if she live.

He couldn't even feel the thin breath when he put his fingers into her nostrils.

Mo Sijue put on clothes, coats, and shoes for her devoutly and adoringly. The snow-white body was just like what she looked like in his heart, holy, beautiful, and moving...

He could think of the only word to describe her, angel, but he broke off her wings!

"Xin'er, I promise you, if you can survive, I will set you free, I swear with my life!" Facing fate, Mo Sijue once again bowed his head.

He knelt in front of her, his light brown hair covered his forehead, but it couldn't hide the liquid flowing from his eyes.

One drop, two drops... dripping on the back of her hand, Mo Sijue stroked the tab on her left ring finger, he kissed it slowly, when Chi Hao called, he hugged her like crazy The same ran out.

When Hidden Dragon took Xinxin from Mo Sijue's hand, he looked at him in embarrassment and said, "As I said, this method is very risky. I'm only 50.00% sure. If her body can't carry another toxin, maybe will sleep forever!"

Mo Sijue's blue eyes were already dark, he nodded heavily, and then slowly let go of his warm hand.

If there is only a one in ten thousand chance for her to survive, he will give it a try!

When his hand let go of her, his eyes froze, and he suddenly held her hand again, spread her palm, and wrote three words stroke by stroke with his fingertips: I, love, you !