With her eyes narrowed, his eyebrows were like snow-white waves rolled over, and a shallow arc was rippling. "Since early on, I was working hard for this throne, I never lived for myself. I owe that person what I owed that person. I vowed to use the best country to make up for Linglong, always advised me not to be too persistent, but also to take care of myself. I told her because that was my wish and the driving force that supported me along the way..."

"Then, you, Feng Qingluan... Should I kill you long ago? How could you still be there for what I am planning? But I had such a terrible idea. When Linglong forced me, I blurted out: Because Feng Qingluan is also my wish."

"I don't want to see you always get hurt, I don't want you to be foolish for me, I also want to guard you and protect you. I told Linglong, I can't ignore you."

While laughing and crying, Eleven couldn't say a word, the hand that pinched her neck had already trembled and lost its strength. Long Lilie seemed unable to do it?

"But you... Feng Qingluan! You don't even want to say a word to deceive me. You even want to die for him, right? I won't let you do it." His hand suddenly let go of her, she fell back into the bathtub with weightlessness. Before she could come back from this sudden change, the sound of clothes tearing in her ears had already heard the sound of her clothes tearing in her ears.

She looked up in disbelief, and there was still red silk in her eyes that had not yet faded.

Long Lilie...what does he want to do?

Looking at the man in front of her in horror, she was shattering her eyes and felt a little scared in her heart

Shun

"Long Lilie!" She screamed in shock, raised her hand to hold the arm that was still tearing his clothes: "No! No! I don't want you to treat me like this! I beg you, don't do this..."

“Um…”

Say

Her words disappeared into his mouth, and he suddenly leaned down heavily and pressed her weak and snow-white body into the already cold water. Until her head was also infiltrated, he still sucked all the air in her mouth frantically. His lips and tongue plundered her fiercely. Each stroke was heavy, sucking, tight and suffocating. There was no skill, not lust, only direct hatred...

A faint bloody stream appeared in her mouth. She didn't know if it was his mouth broken or hers. Her heart hurt. She didn't know whether it was for him or herself. Her body seemed numb and she couldn't tell the pain.

His eyes were deep and dark, wrapped in a thick fire, grabbed her hair and lifted it forward and forcefully

All his clothes were wet, and the water droplets on his violent face slid down. "Don't you?" The words were full of sarcasm, "Has you ever said this when Holy Ye Ming treated you like this?"

"Your dirty body is covered with his smell. I will let it remember who your Feng Qingluan's man is!"
Chapter completed!