The Witch 207 Thoughts Are Like Bitter Medicine But It's So Difficult
The reason why the stars are brilliant is because they have many partners and will snuggle together one by one. But it is a pity that no matter how dazzling the moon shines, it cannot win the crown of the stars, because it is single and only reflects the light of others. Nowadays, things change and people have changed. Time has settled, and I have lost my youthful recklessness. All I want is to stay together, so this relationship has become luxury and thoughtful? Even though I covered my eyes and forced myself not to look at the fine pain, you are cruel to mention it all the time! - Feise City.
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"Ming Yingran!" A group of men were crazily embracing into a room with a small space, looking around with headless eyes. Unfortunately, how could they see the whole picture clearly with the light of the stars?
The man who pressed Gong Yingran's body stiffened, but he became even worse, and he was not afraid of such a situation at all. Gong Yingran's eyes narrowed slightly. From this point of view, it seemed that he was not a villain, but perhaps it had something to do with him.
"I'm fine." Gong Yingran pressed the man's lower body with her knees and said in a muffled voice. Then she pulled off the sheet and covered the man's entire body. She got into the shape of pretending to have just woken up, but the sheet was covered with her hands.
When the lights were on, there were only a group of stunned men and the sleepy Gong Yingran left in the room.
She pretended to be puzzled and asked, "Well... what happened? By the way, I didn't know that there was a vase here, which was broken accidentally. You won't blame me, right?" She lowered her head slightly, her big eyes flashed with light and looked at everyone's expressions, as if she was worried that they would not believe it, and emphasized, "I really didn't mean it."
A group of men looked at each other with a strange look. Finally, someone asked a question, but Gong Yingran was evasive and had to leave.
When the person had dispersed, the man under the sheet licked Gong Yingran's palm lightly. Gong Yingran felt that his palm itched and he couldn't help but arched his palm, but unexpectedly he heard a pleasant smile.
"Ming Yingran, I didn't expect that nearly a year has passed, and you still haven't revealed your strength."
Gong Yingran was shocked and immediately turned over and got out of bed. She quickly turned on the light and found that the man lying on the bed was dressed halfway, revealing a large piece of sexy chest with a smile on his face. Just looking at herself like this, Gong Yingran actually felt that her heartbeat was gradually accelerating. She pulled a chair and sat in front of the bed with her eyes on her face: "Who are you? What's your purpose?"
The man seemed to have not heard it, but a trace of sadness flashed in his eyes, and he just spoke and introduced: "My name is Feise City."
Gong Yingran did not relax at all and continued to ask: "What's the purpose?"
Feisecheng smiled indifferently, as if he was covering up his injuries, and as if he was unintentionally pleased: "Just... I miss you very much."
Gong Yingran pulled out a short knife from the side of his thigh and pressed straight against the man's neck. His tone couldn't help but become serious: "Who are you? Don't want to fool me!" The man stretched out his hand and gently touched Gong Yingran's lips, laughing: "What? Why did you think of killing me at this time when you were still entangled with me just now?" Gong Yingran said nothing, deepened his strength, and the deep exploration in his eyes made Feisecheng feel ache in his heart, closed his eyes, and said: "Since you are so ruthless, it's better to understand me with one knife." His eyelashes trembled, as if they were afraid, but they raised a stubborn curve, like a dying butterfly, and they had to fly hard even if their wings were dry.
Gong Yingran felt that although the Scarlet City in front of her was inexplicable, she seemed to have no malice towards her, so she took the knife, stared at the person in front of her, and observed his actions.
"Haha--Sure enough, you are ruthless but passionate, and you will eventually be admired by people." Feisecheng opened his eyes, and there was a hint of ambition in his pupils. "You were like this many years ago, as if nothing had happened, showing mercy everywhere, and love sprouted in all four lives."
Gong Yingran's expression trembled, and her hand sneaked at the knife: "You..."
"You don't have to be afraid. I have no malice to you, I'm just a courtier attracted by your charm." Feisecheng laughed loudly, as if he was a bitter smile, with a hurried and a hint of crying. "It's just Miss Gong Yingran, I don't know that you actually came from the Nangong family and have been buried for a long time... and actually carrying such a sharp knife with you... It's really interesting."
Gong Yingran's face turned pale, but she teased, "Ah, I was so pretty before, but I didn't notice you, a baby. Judging from your appearance, you are pretty, so why would you follow me in the future?" She approached the bed and gently sniffed the heat.
Feisecheng leaned forward, hugged Gong Yingran's neck, and gently said in her ear: "The personality has not changed at all, but it still hides her true personality...?" After speaking, Feisecheng took Gong Yingran's earlobe in her mouth and gently sucked it.
Feeling the person in his arms trembling due to anxiety and numbness, Feise City showed a sly smile, and then kissed her face again. Then she gasped deeply, admired her flushed face, and felt a slight satisfaction in her heart. Even though she was inseparable from her before, how could she let herself get close to her? In the end, it was still that she had no beautiful face to attract her before.
A chuckle followed by a blushing kiss, which conveyed her longing for many years with a scorching breath and a slightly sweet smell. I hope she could understand... Feise City hoped so.
However, Gong Yingran pushed him hard and then slammed the door and left angrily.
She said nothing, Feisecheng sat on the bed, looking dazed, and she didn't say anything.
Feise City curled his body into a sphere. It is said that this is the baby's position in the mother's body. Because of his lack of security, he had been sleeping in this position for a long time when he met Gong Yingran. He closed his eyes and sniffed the fragrance of Gong Yingran's hair on the pillow with attachment.
Then, tears burst, tears passed through his face one by one, falling on the pillow and splashing tears. He cried silently, and repeatedly shouted a person's name-
Gong Yingran, Nangong Wulei, Nangong Wuai, my return...
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Weiwei: I am very grateful to the two classmates "Xiaoya 11" and "Push Skirt, Dancing Q". The first reply gave me the courage to continue to persevere... In the future, I may update every Monday, and I will persevere until the end, probably. When I went back to RN, I found that many authors I liked had made appointments before. Although I felt lonely, because each author had expected that it would be completed for free, I can still swear to everyone that this article is free! At the same time, I also issued a collection order... Well, I also want to have some sincere friends. Just think of it.
Chapter completed!