The cheongsam beauty becomes a god after the end of the law

The moonlight poured out and fell on the side of Shen Xiangyin's face. Under the willow eyebrows, a pair of clear almond-shaped eyes were extremely hollow, like a pool of stagnant water with glimmering water.

The crane soared into the sky and she was in a trance. He pulled her close to him and formed an island with his arms.

Chen Xiangyin did not respond, only breathing the unique smell of He Chongtian, the strong and hot masculine scent.

The night was very dark, and the only sound in the room was the sound of breathing and heartbeat.

The crane's heartbeat soared into the sky with force, thump - thump -, and the agarwood tree was counting in detail.

He Chongtian's emotions were complex and intense, she could feel them.

Yes, she just broke off the relationship with him. She did not hesitate to be misunderstood and said so many ridiculous things without being sentimental.

She knew what those words meant in He Chongtian's ears.

It’s nothing more than: I don’t care about you, because I’m bad, not you, so just calm down, it would be disrespectful to continue, hehe.

Immediately after Du Hongqiu passed away, she couldn't control herself and fell into grief, and crossed the line with him again.

She didn't know how to deal with the current situation, she didn't want to deal with it, she didn't want to use her brain, and she found nothing interesting.

Now there are only two things that can make her mood swing and feel her heart beating.

Burn with He Chongtian and kill Master Gao Tian.

He Chongtian squeezed her wrist, staring at her empty wrist, harder and harder, and his breathing became heavier and heavier.

The jade bracelet is not there.

He Chongtian's inner conflict reached its peak.

His mother, whom he trusted so much that he was willing to obey, warned him not to.

He himself also knew that he could do bad things if he was tempted. If he hadn't been worried about Chen Xiangyin, he would have started looking for traces of Li Daoguang.

stop? Finish?

If you can't do it, if you can't bear it, the person in your arms is like a butterfly that cannot be caught, and also like the drifting snow that may scatter at any time.

What he wants.

You can't get it if you want it.

Agarwood causes coldness and heat, and words and deeds are inconsistent.

She even called Ah Pong's name while sleepwalking...

He Chongtian didn't know what to do, and the island formed by his arms shrank until Chen Xiangyin felt the pain and let out a soft groan of discomfort.

His heart was hit by something soft. He Tongtian's shoulders drooped a bit, and he lowered his head and asked, "Agarwood, are we there?"

Chen Xiangyin opened his mouth but said nothing.

She was in no mood to lie now.

The less she spoke, the deeper the annoyance in He Chongtian's heart became, turning into a fire and burning his chest.

He Chongtian pinched Chen Xiangyin's earlobe with his thumb and asked again: "Is there any?"

This time he didn't wait long, Chen Xiangyin didn't say anything, he didn't wait any longer.

In Zique Town, he saw with his own eyes the wilderness in his mind, and Chen Xiang said that it was the resonance of the soul.

When she didn't answer, he rushed straight into the depths of her soul.

Chen Xiangyin's hands were tied behind his back, and he couldn't see behind him. Danger signals were flashing wildly.

He Chongtian grabbed her hair and lifted it up in front of her.

Chen Xiangyin panicked for a moment and placed a heavy kiss on the middle of her neck. She reacted instinctively and struggled, and He Chongtian's imprisonment became even tighter.

The softness of the hot air on the back of the neck suddenly turned hard, the touch of teeth.

Gently at first, as her body temperature rose, his teeth almost dug into her skin.

Chen Xiangyin bit her lip and said nothing. The nails of her imprisoned hands were scratching randomly, digging into every possible place.

Hesitation and determination collapsed together, desire and indifference were annihilated together, destruction and freedom disappeared together.

All of it no longer exists.

The violent pain broke through everything with pleasure.

Crane's soaring voice broke into pieces, like fire flashing out from the depths of unstable cracks in a burning charcoal fire, dull and depressing.

A low laziness overflowed from his lips and teeth. He leaned into her ear and whispered clearly and repeatedly.

"Are we there?..."

"Do you have it in your heart?..."

"Is there any?..."

Chen Xiangyin felt blood flowing down the back of his neck, and the crane's voice echoed in the wilderness, echoing in response to his own voice, overlapping.

"Have."

Chen Xiangyin's response came from instinct without thinking.

The next second, He Chongtian's dry big hands pinched her cheek and twisted it, and the passionate kiss invaded her.

Hot and long, love is strong.

When the chaos in the air returned to calm, He Chongtian placed a gentle kiss on Shen Xiangyin's moist eyelashes.

After Chen Xiangyin calmed down his breathing, he felt dizzy. He felt so heavy that he was about to sink into the depths of the mattress, yet so light that he felt like he was floating in mid-air.

He Chongtian's thumb rubbed the large mark on her delicate neck, "Does it hurt?"

"Yeah." Chen Xiangyin responded with a weak breath.

Crane's throat rolled, and he got out of bed to look for the medical kit.

In the moonlight, he saw mottled blood stains on the sheets, some from him and some from agarwood.

There were numerous scratches on his arms and abdomen.

Agarwood closed her eyes, as if asleep.

"Agarwood Yin." He called her to the sky, bent down beside her, and disinfected with hydrogen peroxide very gently.

He Chongtian felt a feeling similar to worry and drunkenness at the moment. He didn't know if Chen Xiangyin was still awake or if he was the only one in the huge bedroom who was still awake.

Not sure if he was awake or not.

Every contour line of Agarwood's body hides a beauty that is close to divinity, which is fascinating.

Every word she said, every look in her eyes, every movement made him more and more fascinated by her.

But it's not uncomfortable, it's addictive.

The air is quiet and dark.

He Chongtian moved his hands as gently as possible, carefully applied the ointment to the injured area, and said to himself in a very low voice: "I will not let you be alone."

He was telling it to himself, and he never thought that Chen Xiangyin's gentle breathing would suddenly become disordered.

He Chongtian's gaze moved to her face. The tip of Chen Xiang's nose was slightly red, her eyelashes were trembling, and her clear tears were like broken beads.

He asked: "Where does it hurt?"

Chen Xiang replied after a long while: "It's impossible."

He Chongtian was startled for a moment, realizing that she was responding to his last sentence.

He moved a little closer to her, breaking into her line of sight, even though her eyes were closed.

"I will never leave you alone even if I live."

Chen Xiangyin gave a slight disdain and said in a mocking tone: "You can't survive me."

"I can live a good life, Chen Xiangyin, I can live a good life. I will live for a long time if my life is tough!"

Chen Xiang lowered the corners of his mouth, turned his face to hide it, cried softly, and retorted firmly: "You don't know anything."

He Chongtian's expression froze for a few seconds. He thought that Chen Xiangyin was saying that his life and life were destined to be unstable, rarely end well, and not worthy of reliance and trust.

In this case, he had nothing to say and turned away to look at the window.

The gaps in the deep sea blue curtains were blown by the wind, and the morning light gradually appeared outside the window.

With a crash, the crane soared into the sky and opened the curtains, and the blue sky seemed to be covered with a layer of gauze.

The morning light broke through the dark blue night, it was the break of dawn.

Crane Towering into the Sky Qingjun's tall figure stood upright by the window, with only its outline, looking a bit lonely.

Chen Xiangyin looked at his figure and stroked the carefully treated wound on her neck. She felt that her whole body was wrapped in the aura of the crane.

The old man's phone suddenly rang, Xuan Guo.

Chenxiang sat up with excitement. Xuanguo's call meant that there was something going on with Pang Xianshun.