After rebirth, I became the widow of my mortal enemy

Her scent, as well as the unique fragrance of her daughter, all penetrated into his nostrils and entangled in his breath.

Yan Mobai's heart was in turmoil, but he looked calm.

He lowered his eyes and stared at her: "Look at your current behavior. Am I wronging you by saying that you are not disciplined?"

"I'm being rude to you."

Ning Miao tilted his head, looked at him, and even moved a little closer to him, with an expression of "so what".

Yan Mobai took a deep breath.

A bold woman!

No woman in the world dares to do this to him!

"I hate it most when women use tricks on me. Believe it or not, I will kill you!"

He lowered his eyes and spoke in a deep voice.

Ning Miao's eyelashes trembled slightly.

Of course she believed it.

In his previous life, he killed her with one sword in the throat without any mercy.

"Of course I believe you. You killed Anyang because he used some tricks on you. You dared to kill even a princess of a country, let alone me?"

Yan Mobai sneered: "You still have some self-awareness."

"In that case, why don't you let go and step back?" he warned.

Ning Miao did not let go, still holding the sash around his waist, nor did she put down her tiptoes, still keeping close to him, with her face raised and approaching.

She curved her lips and said, "I believe you dare to kill me, but I bet, I bet you...can't bear to kill me."

After she finished speaking, she suddenly moved closer and rubbed her nose against his lips.

Yan Mobai was stunned.

I was shocked by her actions.

He took a step back, but she was holding his belt. Fearing that she would pull it off if he stepped back, he picked up his foot again.

At the same time, a large hand gripped her throat.

"Don't think I really won't kill you!" He gritted his teeth and spoke word by word, his face looking extremely ugly.

Challenging his bottom line again and again.

The force on the big hand tightened inch by inch.

Ning Miao felt a strong sense of suffocation, as if her throat was going to be strangled by him at the next moment. She did not struggle, but her little face turned red due to holding her breath.

Veins popped out on his porcelain-white forehead.

She just looked at him with red eyes, moving her lips with difficulty.

"If you kill me, it means...it means that what I said was right. You...you are angry out of shame!"

Yan Mobai hated the feeling of being controlled, he hated it very much.

He has always been in control of everything, always!

Scarlet crept up into the eyes.

"Go to hell!" His voice was as cold as frost and he tightened his grip again.

Ning Miao smelled the breath of death, her eyelashes trembled and she reached out her hand.

Yan Mobai thought she was going to grab his hand, but he found that she stretched out her hand and placed her palm on his heart.

It covered his left heart.

Physiological tears came out because of suffocation. She smiled with tears in her eyes, and she was still laughing, breathing out with difficulty: "Second brother, you are confused..."

Yan Mobai's whole body shook, and he heard the sound of the sky collapsing and the earth splitting, as if he was hit by a ball of fire in an instant, and he suddenly let go of his hand.

Having been suffocated for too long and suddenly losing support, Ning Miao's legs softened and she threw herself into his arms, opening her mouth and breathing deeply.

Yan Mobai also seemed to have experienced a catastrophe, his chest heaving.

Both were breathing heavily.

One sound after another.

Ning Miao instinctively wanted to stand up from his arms, but was unable to do so because his legs were weak.

She grabbed his arms with both hands, trying to gain leverage.

Suddenly, my chin felt heavy as it was pinched by the man's big hand.

She thought he was going to attack her again, but she found that he pinched her chin, forcing her head to lift up, and then he kissed her hard.

It seemed like he was venting his anger or taking revenge, but he was kissing her madly and eagerly with all his might.

The hand that was pinching her chin was also very strong.

Ning Miao had never expected this to happen.

Unable to borrow strength, her legs went limp again and her whole body went limp in his arms.

My chin was pinched so hard that it hurt, and the root of my tongue was twisted so hard that it hurt.

He had already been suffocating for so long, and now not only was he lacking oxygen again, it seemed as if all the air in his chest had been sucked out by him.

She whimpered and patted his back, signaling him to let her go.

Perhaps her resistance angered him even more, and he kissed her even more fiercely.

At first, Ning Miao still had the strength to slap him, but later, he no longer had the strength to raise his arms, and his whole body went limp in his arms, allowing him to do whatever he wanted.

After an unknown amount of time, he finally let her go.

Ning Miao breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that he would let it go, but the next moment, he grabbed her waist with his big hands, kicked away the dressing stool in front of him, and carried her to sit on the dressing table.

Ning Miao naturally knew what he was going to do and was shocked and surprised.

Although this was what she had always dreamed of, she knew that today was not the right day.

Seeing that he had untied the straps of her skirt, she held his hand and said, "Don't..."

Blue sky and white sun.

In her room.

No one knows where Chunlan has gone, and she may be back at any time.

Jin will be here any moment.

The man seemed not to hear her and tore off her skirt.

While throwing, he raised his arm, creating a gust of wind that slammed the door of the wing room shut with a bang.

With another swing of his arm, a desk not far from the door was moved behind the door by his internal force, and hit the door panel with a "bang".

Also locked the door.

The two loud noises seemed to fall on Ning Miao's heart.

Ning Miao looked at him tremblingly, and saw that he had his lips tightly pursed, his eyes were as dark as the eternal night, without a trace of light.

She wanted it, but was a little afraid.

She was a little scared of him being like this.

It's like it has the power to destroy everything.

When he was distracted, he grabbed her waist with both hands and approached her forcefully...

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Ning Miao didn't know how to describe his feelings.

She repeatedly challenged his bottom line, just to confirm what position she held in his heart.

Only after knowing the location can she take corresponding measures.

Although every time is dangerous.

But only by taking risks can you get accurate answers.

When she was turned over, facing the bronze mirror and lying on the dressing table, looking at them in the bronze mirror, her mind went blank and she could no longer think.

She only knew that all her senses and thoughts were dominated by this man.

She was clearly the dominant one, so why did it end up like this?

she does not know.

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There was a sound of a door being pushed open from outside, but it didn't open. Chunlan's voice then rang out: "Madam, Madam, are you in there?"

Ning Miao's wandering consciousness was finally brought back to normal.

She bit her lip hard and gripped the edge of the dressing table with both hands to prevent herself from making any sound.

She knew that if she spoke to Chunlan at this moment, she would not be able to utter a complete note.

Chunlan was still shouting: "Madam! Why can't the door be opened? Is Madam in there? Is she asleep?"

The man behind him seemed to have lost his patience. He turned his head and shouted angrily at the door: "Get lost!"

Then, the doorway suddenly became quiet.