Xia Xiaonuan closed her eyes slightly: "If you don't believe it, I can't help it." ”

Nangong Yaoling's body instantly stiffened, and he grinded his teeth angrily: "Xia Xiaonuan, what kind of attitude do you have!?"

Xia Xiaonuan glared at him: "Nangong Yaoling, what do you want!?"

Nangong Yaoling looked at Xia Xiaonuan's tearful pupils, revealing her stubbornness, and in the next second, her big hand suddenly clasped the back of her head and kissed her fiercely.

There was no trace of affection and desire in that kiss, only hatred and venting.

The big hand ripped open her shirt, and the man's whole body was full of hatred, and the cold big hand was like lightning, sliding across her body, domineering and enveloping every nerve in her.

Xia Xiaonuan was hurt by him and struggled hard, but the more she struggled, the more rude and savage Nangong Yaoling's strength became, as if a japa was venting fiercely on the prey that he had captured that angered him.

After a while, the whole person was exhausted, and the man's rough kiss fell on her ear, chest and front, with blood-sucking force, such Nangong Yaoling made Xia Xiaonuan have an inexplicable fear.

For a moment she even felt like he was going to kill her here today.

The antique palace, because it has been uninhabited for a long time, has a hint of old moldy smell, and there is also some sandalwood smell from old furniture.

Xia Xiaonuan felt that her brain was stiff, her clothes were torn, her whole body was exposed to the air, and a chill hit her, but her brain became more and more confused, just when she thought that Nangong Yaoling would definitely not spare her today, she suddenly felt that the man's movements on her body stopped.

She lay on the ground, opened her eyes but couldn't see the ceiling clearly, and there were white flowers in front of her.

A hoarse and gloomy voice in his ear shouted, "Xia Xiaonuan, what's wrong with you?"

The body was shaken violently, the voice became more and more urgent, she felt that the whole world was spinning, and in the next second, a burst of heat gushed out of her lower body, and her eyes were completely black, and she fainted.

Nangong Yaoling looked at the fainting person in front of him, lying on the ground, his dark hair scattered on the golden carpet, and his little face became more and more pale, pale without a trace of blood, and there were still a little crystal tears on his dark eyelashes, and the girl's neck, chest, and thighs were full of purple marks that he had just forcibly left.

She lay there, like a porcelain doll that would break at any moment.

At this moment, a gray mist swept through the man's dark eyes, like a sky about to rain, and there was a trace of suppressed despair in the haze.

His eyes fell on her, and the red blood stains flowing from her legs were like blooming thorny roses, and the air was faintly filled with blood.

Nangong Yaoling's eyebrows were furrowed, his handsome face turned pale in an instant, and he hurriedly helped get dressed, his fingertips trembled slightly, I don't know if he was angry or because of something.

Obviously, the most precious thing is her, and Mingming, the person who doesn't want to hurt the most is her.

However, every time, she could always force him to treat her in the roughest way.

In that way, it was as if he was cutting his heart with a knife, Nangong Yaoling's eyes became crimson, and he felt a suffocating power in his chest, suppressing him.

The man raised his eyes slightly, and in his eyes, a fleeting crystal flashed, only for a second, and the next second, his pupils were instantly dyed with a touch of coldness.

Then, he got up, picked her up, and strode outside.

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