It's late at night, and who else makes you feel wounded?

Outside the window, the cold wind blew wantonly, whining, and I felt uncomfortable listening to the sound of the wind, as if there was a kind of fear creeping in. The big literary room was quiet, as if only each other's breath could be heard, and the lights were shining on the quiet war criminals, but they were also burning themselves out unconsciously.

As if sitting quietly on the edge of the bed, she saw King Fu standing in front of her, the green tendons on King Fu's forehead burst out, but his deep eyes flashed with a chilling light, his fists were clenched, and the posture seemed to be desperate with someone, but he stood in front of him and stared straight at him, as if his soft gaze was opposite to him, and there was no word to each other, and the air seemed to be frozen.

After a long time, finally, it was as if I had opened my mouth and broken the silence.

"Ikawa; Did Tianjue find you something just now? As if asking cautiously, the voice was so low that only they could hear each other.

Murong Yichuan was vaguely silent, but he stretched out his hands and grabbed Wanruo's weak shoulders, looking down at Wanruo intently, his eyes were complicated, there were many emotions mixed together, there was distress, hatred, helplessness, guilt, struggle, contradictions, entanglements, and ......

As if facing Yi Chuan's complicated eyes, she slowly moved her gaze away, she suddenly couldn't read him, but her heart was faintly a little uneasy and apprehensive. Great literature

Murong Yichuan was silent for a long, long time, and finally he unbuttoned Wanruo's clothes little by little, his movements were not rude, as if he didn't struggle, let his movements, and unconsciously the delicate jade body was completely displayed, under the light, Murong Yichuan looked at the flawless snow muscles, his hand caressed her silky skin, and his heart turned a thousand times, such a flawless person actually let that beast blaspheme again and again, how can this be? Murong Yichuan lowered his head and looked carefully at every part of her body, he was afraid that there would be any traces on her body, although he knew from Ping'er's letter that the man did not succeed, but he also knew that Wanruo's clothes at that time were torn apart by that man.

As if her body was so unobstructed, Murong Yichuan only lost a breath after looking at her whole body, there was no trace on her body, her body was still flawless, but he forgot about the coldness that she had no clothes to cover her body, as if she was shivering with cold, but she didn't say a word, her head hung very low, she already understood something from his movements, she didn't know how to speak to him, she was really afraid that she would not want herself. Great literature

Murong Yichuan looked at his trembling body and hurriedly took her into his arms, wanting to warm her with his own questions.

"Ikawa; Do you know something? Finally as if to break the silence, her voice trembled slightly, she didn't dare to look up at Murong Yichuan's expression, she just lowered her head.

Murong Yichuan nodded slightly, "I know everything." His words were not hard, but they sounded a little indifferent to Wanruo, and fortunately they were cold.

It was as if he had finally raised his head and looked at Murong Yichuan's still complicated expression, and finally asked the sentence in his heart; "Do you still want me?" After saying a word, she instantly burst into tears, and those tears were like the torrential rain of June drenching her white face.

Murong Yichuan looked at Pear Blossom and read her despair, her helplessness, and her expectations.

Murong Yichuan stretched out his hand to wipe away the tears that flowed out; "Why don't I want you? Do you think I'm going to do without you? Murong Yichuan hugged Wanruo tighter when he was not at home, at this moment his heart had both sweet and bitter tastes, as a man to be able to tolerate himself A woman is defiled by others, it takes a courage, and he has tolerated it in the past, so why can't he this time? But thinking that his woman has been defiled by others, her heart will be stabbed many times with a knife, and the pain makes him have the urge to kill again, if it is not so deep in love, how can I tolerate it? If it weren't for the depth of love, how could I continue to accept her who was not complete? Although it's not her fault for this qiē, but she's not pure after all, as Murong Yichuan, who pursues perfection, it really takes courage to accept such a thing, but he still accepted it without hesitation, let her not think of the past is not to think of this pain, but people are not as good as the past tragedy is almost staged again, whether it is for Wanruo or for Yichuan, if that beast was an ordinary man, Murong Yichuan would have broken him into pieces. But that person is the emperor who controls the world, and he is the brother of his own mother, even if he has thousands of hatreds in his heart, but he can't draw his sword to kill the enemy after all.

As if burying her head in Murong Yichuan's broad chest, she said weakly; "I'm almost unclean, I know you're a perfectionist, and I'm really afraid you're going to dislike me for it, but I've made a bet with myself, my left hand bet that you'll still love me, my right hand bet—" As if I couldn't say any more, I choked up again,

"Your left hand wins." Murong Yichuan grabbed Wanruo's left hand, her left hand was cold without a trace of temperature, and Murong Yichuan gave Wanruo's left hand a fiery kiss on Yinshan.

"Ikawa; The reason why I came to the border is to let you say in person that you are still willing to want me, or say that you dislike me, no matter what, I hope to be by your side, only by your side I will not be afraid, nightmares will not be staged, I know that even if you don't want me, you will protect me, you are a man who stands up to the sky, you will definitely protect your woman, even if it is a woman you don't care about. It was as if I had said this, and I suddenly felt a little lighter.

Murong Yichuan felt that he was a man who stood up to the sky, and he couldn't even protect his own woman.

"Like; It's not your fault, it's my fault, I didn't stay by your side to protect you, I swear to God that I will never let such a thing happen, absolutely not. Murong Yichuan said with righteous indignation.

It's like judo; "I believe in you, but I don't want you to do irrational things for this matter, I don't want you to have an accident."

"I'll get this one back sooner or later, but I won't let you worry about me, absolutely not."

(It hurt me to death when I wrote this chapter, and it hurts.)