Now, she was unwilling to treat him like this, angry, and heartache, and all kinds of negative emotions filled her heart.

It's about to explode.

What should he do?

He is almost unable to breathe!

Yuan Xiaofan looked at him with a steady look. His abnormal appearance made her heart hurt. She hurt him fiercely, but this kind of injury was mutual.

Because she was hurting her, she was also hurting herself severely, but she had no choice. Faced with Xuanyuan Wuheng's physical condition, she had to agree to his proposal.

Just as she was about to say something, Dongfang Ling suddenly angrily lifted her face and kissed her cold lips violently.

He kissed hard, raging wildly in her mouth, his tongue wrapped around as wild as if he wanted to take away everything from her.

With suppressed anger, he wanted to crush her and swallow her into his stomach.

At this moment, Yuan Xiaofan felt his heartbeat seemed to stop, and a suffocation came, which made her heart ache.

Compared with this, the pain in the body is nothing.

Dongfang Ling's eyes turned red and a self-deprecating smile on his lips.

Yuan Xiaofan, Yuan Xiaofan, you actually make me so heartbroken. Then I will also pull you into this quagmire of pain and feel my pain and torture together, and you don’t want to leave the trouble.

The cold wind was raging around, and his body became colder, but his lips were scorching hot and hot. Every kiss he fell, it burned her heart like a brand.

Her body was trembling slightly. She could no longer tell whether it was more hot or cold.

It took a long time...

The kiss ended.

Dongfang Ling held her cheek and said domineeringly: "Xiaofan, you are mine."

From the first time he slept in the inn when he was eighteen years old, she was like a poppy. She knew she was poisonous, but she still rushed over like a moth to a fire. Even if she was ashes, she had no regrets.

Is she his disaster? Or is it a sweet burden?

Is it the source of pain? Or is it the desire deep in the soul?

Without delving into these things, she only knew that he wanted her, and he could no longer live without her.

Yuan Xiaofan couldn't help but be stunned, feeling sad. Such emotions shouldn't have appeared in his eyes. He has always been arrogant, but how could he show such a desire now?

Yuan Xiaofan suddenly pushed him away, turned his face away, and said in pain: "No...I'm not..." She felt that if she continued like this, she would almost not be able to hold on.

She loved him, so how could she bear to look at him like this?

Dongfang Ling gently raised her chin with cold fingers, her black eyes were filled with pain, and her eyes were filled with a faint red mist. She looked at her clear big eyes, "Xiao Fan, you still love me, why don't you admit it?"

Yuan Xiaofan pushed her away with force, "Let me go...I'm not..."

I don't deserve it, I don't deserve it, you and Wuheng are so kind to me.

Not only did Dongfang Ling not let go of her, he hugged her tighter, pressed her chin against her shoulders, shook his head in pain and murmured: "Don't let go, I won't let go."

Yuan Xiaofan stopped struggling and let him tighten his body.
Chapter completed!