The prostitute is fierce: the vicious queen does not accept joy

She stands alone, maverick, merciless to the enemy, even ruthless.

But he understands that she is not willing to do these things. Behind her cruel character, she must have experienced countless inhuman tortures.

She is as clear as snow, and she is as proud as ice.

She is cold but warm;

She is strong, yet weak;

She is ruthless, yet passionate;

She is actually a child who needs protection.

She moaned in pain in her nightmare, he lowered his head, kissed her weeping eyes with his evil and warm lips, and branded his brand on them.

In the dream, a boundless tide of darkness surged in, overwhelming her. She really wanted to shout loudly, she wanted to break through the encirclement, but she couldn't, no matter how hard she ran, she couldn't escape the darkness. aggression!

After running for an unknown amount of time, a hand suddenly stretched out in front of her and pulled her in. This warm hand pulled her forward and kept running, until she finally escaped from the shackles of darkness and saw a glimmer of light , The cold body gradually felt a trace of warmth.

She slowly opened and opened her eyes, and what she met indifferently was a pair of complex eyes that were as deep as a deep pool, which she could not understand.

"Are you awake?" He pursed his lips, and a deep voice sounded above her.

She didn't know it was because she was thinking of the past and bumped into her body, and she was still running in the dream for too long, she actually felt sore and achy all over.

Su Yueming's body moved a bit, only to realize that she was properly sleeping in his arms, he embraced her with both hands, the two were so close, his strong breath surrounded her tightly.

She froze for a moment, raised her lowered eyelashes slightly, and her eyes flickered——

Everything that happened just now quickly passed through her mind. She was excited, vomited blood, and passed out. The moment she closed her eyes, she saw a man stretching out his hands towards her. This man was Murong Canghai.

What's wrong with her?Isn't it already strong enough and cold enough to stop heartache?Why did she show her deepest emotions in front of him?

"Where is this?" Her voice was a little hoarse, her throat seemed to be cut by a knife, and it hurt even to swallow.

Seemingly calm, she sat up from his arms, and while arranging her clothes, she also took the opportunity to reorganize her mind.

"The carriage that Ying Lie was looking for, you fainted just now, you need to rest for a while." Looking at the empty embrace, he suddenly felt a sense of loss that he had never felt before.

"I'm bothering you again." Su Yueming said, but when he inadvertently raised his eyes, he found a mark on his chest soaked in blood.

This is what she bit!

She stared blankly for a moment, then raised her hand involuntarily, and stuck it to the blood-stained place, a trace of complicated emotions surged in her heart.

He lowered his head, landed on her creamy jade hands, and said, "No problem."

His heartbeat was transmitted to her palm through the clothes. The sound of the heartbeat was calm and powerful, and it was still a little hasty at the moment.

"I'll pay you a new one." I can't afford anything else, so I can only make a new robe.

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"Your Highness, the sedan chair from the Prime Minister's Mansion has come out." Ying Lie's low voice came through from outside, Murong Canghai lifted the curtain of the carriage, and Su Yueming looked over——

"It really belongs to the Xiangfu."

Su Yueming had suppressed the turmoil in his heart, and returned to his original calm and indifferent demeanor.