Ancient elf as husband

What defeated what...

Jian Yan's eyes widened, her head unable to retreat, and she watched the handsome face approaching, her green eyes closing her eyes emotionally.

His lips felt cold, and the thread in his heart suddenly broke, and the winner was determined.

He used his actions to tell her that that method was anything but pure.

This is the second time they have been in close contact for so long. The feeling of lips touching lips, the collision of heat and ice, the shuddering softness.

The feeling of kissing her was completely different from kissing. Her taste seemed to be magnified exponentially. He could even feel the warmth in her body constantly tempting him to explore the secrets inside.

Molix indulged himself in it and did not refuse the temptation to pry open the teeth and disturb the peace inside.

His kiss was as arrogant and powerful as he was, with strong aggression, taking full control of her, torturing her wantonly, doing whatever it took to make him comfortable.

Jian Yan's mouth was numb, and her push and hindrance seemed to be nothing in his eyes.

When it was released, it made an ambiguous sound.

The man had moved to her ear and rubbed her cheek lovingly, "Would you like to accept me..."

Jian Yan gasped for breath, and without him saying anything else, she was already panicking just by this hint.

She struggled in panic and said: "No!"

Molix's open mouth paused, his lustful eyes were replaced by coldness, and his enthusiasm was extinguished, "Why."

Why!

He has already defeated reason for her, why should she reject him!

Jian Yan was speaking incoherently. She didn't want to be in this dangerous position, "Get up and let's sit down and talk."

Molix did not agree to her, but stared at her with questioning eyes, and said in a fierce and sharp tone, "Answer me!"

Jian Yan was startled, panicking like a frightened deer.

It's been a long time since he was cruel to her, and there was a day when he wasn't gentle and gentle, and suddenly he was so caught off guard.

"I...I'm not such a casual person..."

Molix sneered, "Obviously you also have some thoughts about me, but why are you being pretentious this time to satisfy you?"

What?

Jian Yan frowned and retorted, "When did I have thoughts about you?"

"How long has it been? Do you need me to remind you?"

Inexplicably, the joke slipped through her mind, and cold sweat fell on Jian Yan's forehead, "That was just a casual joke, Lord Molix."

Things had changed between them a long time ago, and it was no longer a simple relationship.

Jian Yan was pretending to be deaf and mute, while he remained silent and didn't know what he was thinking. They both made a tacit understanding not to break this layer of paper.

Jian Yan bit her lip, not daring to meet his stern and cold eyes.

Molix didn't say anything. His silence was an opportunity for him to say something. He was telling her with his attitude that his patience was limited, and he was letting her make a decision within the limited time.

However, a certain woman didn't pay attention at all, and the air was awkwardly quiet, especially since his eyes were like cold knives trying to pierce through her.

Damn it, would he deliberately take revenge on her and stop eating?

He couldn't wait for her to regret it, and he didn't even see a trace of guilt on her face.

It ended silently, with Molix disappointed.

"Since you don't want to, I have no other way to protect you. You should be more careful and take care of yourself."

Molix covered up his gaffe, and his blue eyes were as plain as water as usual, but as cold as ice, as if the fallen god just now was not him.

He usually takes the initiative to take part in all her affairs, but he would never say anything to let her do it on her own.