The mad concubine is ruthless and stunning: the evil king circle spoils the concubine

Her face was wet, and she looked up, staring at the man she loved before.

Her pupils had lost all color, dim, as if blind.

The fallen flowers in spring fell in his hair and on his robe.

That touch of silky black was set against the enchanting peach color, and the picturesque eyebrows no longer had the usual tenderness and indulgence, but were replaced by violent and frightening hostility.

Spring is so beautiful.

The garden is full of prosperity.

Standing among the flowers, he looks like a man who has stepped out of a picture scroll.

But she knows. . .

This beautiful man in front of her will never belong to her again.

From this moment on, he will no longer belong to her.

She wasn't generous enough or thoughtful enough.

She couldn't accept him into another woman's arms because of his so-called difficulties.

The heart seemed to be shattered into countless pieces, and it couldn't be beaten again.

Her heart was empty, and it was very painful. This kind of pain was like someone took a knife and cut her heart one after another, at a slow but extremely torturous speed.

Her heart seemed to be empty, something very important was ripped away from her heart, and the heart was dripping with blood, bloody and bloody.

She lost him.

Outside Yuelao Temple, under the peach blossom tree, Xu Banxian's words were still ringing in his ears.

not fated. . .

It turned out that she really had nothing to do with him.

From the very beginning, the relationship between her and him was determined to end.

But she just doesn't believe in evil, and always thinks that fate cannot be controlled.

Going around, still failed to escape the arrangement of fate.

"Chonghua, you can't be so selfish."

Tears blurred eyes can only see a hazy shadow.

His brows and eyes became invisible in her eyes, "You broke your promise to me and still want me to stay by your side, it's not fair."

"You want to leave me?" His face suddenly became terrifying, his eyes full of hostility were extremely sharp, he held her face tightly, bowed his head and kissed her heavily, panting heavily while kissing, "Xiaoyan Xi, without my permission, you can't go anywhere, you are mine, you can only be mine alone."

"Well... you let me go..."

There was no trace of tenderness in the rough kiss, her lips were quickly bitten open, and the smell of blood permeated between their lips and teeth.

He was slightly taken aback, but he didn't let her go. Instead, he hugged her even tighter, and the kisses became more and more crazy, almost biting her lips hard or lightly, "Yanxi, you can't Leave me, I won't allow you to leave me."

"You have to stay with me... stay with me for the rest of your life."

Many wounds were bitten on the lips, and the smell of blood became stronger and stronger, as if a layer of red rouge had been applied to the lips of the two of them.

She struggled, resisted, and all her struggles seemed to him to be an attempt to escape from him.

He hugged her even tighter, hot and rough kisses were imprinted on her neck, kissing frantically, with a blurred expression, breathing more and more heavily, he pressed her against a tree, and violently tore her chest open with one hand. He gnawed heavily on the skirt of his clothes.

"Chonghua, let me go...you can't treat me like this..." She cried, her hands were held tightly by him and lifted up, under the bright sunshine, the skin on her chest was like creamy white jade, exuding a seductive glow. Human luster and aroma.

Chonghua's eyes turned red, and he seemed to lose his mind. His big hot palm slid down to her waist, pulled her belt heavily, and gasped, "Yanxi, give it to me, give me a baby, so you won't leave me."