Si Tianzhe grabbed me and hugged me violently.

"I thought I was strong enough, but why can't I fully accommodate your uneasiness." He whispered in my ear, "Look at your laughter and sunshine, I know the scars buried in your heart, what can make you no longer afraid......"

I was silent.

Because it was not just a fear, but a refusal to let go of my entangled calamity.

"Do you know why I forced you to watch a horror movie?" He said, "I thought that seeing blood and feeling fear can make you face the most obscure things in your heart, and I think the most intuitive feeling can give your fear an outlet for catharsis, Yu'er, I'm afraid it will swallow you." ”

I left his arms and watched him quietly.

"Already...... Someone died, a lot of people ......"

"No, it's not you," he grabbed my hand, the boundless coldness dissipated and gathered in his palm, "Phyllis was killed by me, and the others are not you......"

The tail of my lips curled up with a trace of sadness, "Don't lie to me, and lie to yourself, okay?" If it wasn't for me, why would you kill Phyllis? And the other people involved in this killing, all of whom I had to do with it, including Bella. ”

His eyebrows tightened, "Yu'er ......"

"There is no one who can bear the blood and debts in my place," I closed my eyes in pain, "no one ......"

"Yu'er." His palms tightened, trying to step forward but stopped.

"Actually, you don't like it either, do you?" We raised our eyes, and the smile against our hearts couldn't squeeze out the temperature.

"What did you say?" He was stunned.

"You say you love me. But you don't like the way my hands are bloodied. Isn't it? "Maybe it's the cover of the dark night, and it's easy to break the forbearance and float up. Rushing into my eye sockets, "You taught me to stay away from killing that day at Castle Hill, and you said I should hate blood...... In your eyes, I must have been like a cold-blooded killer at that time. ”

His eyes sank.

"Actually, if you first saw me like this, would you still fall in love with me?" I let the tears run down my cheeks, and the indiscernible emotions in his eyes were sharp and clear in my vision. "Maybe you don't realize that I am different now than before...... What you like is Fu Qingyu in the past, not now. ”

His eyes narrowed, and his icy gaze pressed down all the waves, turning them into unfathomable darkness.

He nodded, "Okay, if you think so." ”

Throwing down the warm sentence, he got up and got out of bed. Walked straight out.

The door slammed open and closed in the heavy air, and I buried my cheeks in my knees as I watched the empty night before me, tears pouring down my face.

I don't know how long it took. It was only a moment when I suddenly heard a noise and looked up in amazement. Si Tianzhe was already standing in front of me condescendingly.

His gaze was dark and bottomless, and his face was incomprehensible. Without giving me any time to react, he suddenly leaned over and pressed me against the bed.

The kiss in the sky couldn't help but fall down. Like a torrential rainstorm, my lips ached as I didn't breathe for a moment in the rage.

"Fu Qingyu, you are really cruel...... his voice suppressed his anger approached, "You obviously know that your eyes can control my soul, you know that every time I just see you frown slightly, it can make my heart shake and I can't suppress it, you still dare to say that kind of thing-"

There was a kind of deadly sorrow between his frowning brows, which stung my eyes.

"I'm always afraid that this heavy burden will annihilate me, but once I see you, my love will only increase," he said fiercely, word by word, "Fu Qingyu, you are about to destroy me." ”

My heart hurts, but my tears just keep pouring out, and it's because he loves me that I'm afraid—

I'm afraid that his love will become an unbearable weight in my life.

His thin lips pursed tightly, "Okay, do you want to prove it?" I'll prove it to you. ”

With a finger drop, he jerked open my shirt and leaned down.

The delicate kiss immediately entangled along the arc of the neck, and in an instant it reached the shoulder blades, gently biting, and the cool fingertips touched my waist at the same time, unslashing the strands of my clothes, and gradually going upward.

I was frightened, but I understood what he was going to do, and hurriedly pushed him with my hand.

He easily restrained my hands and untied the rest of my upper body, and the light of the night spilled down my muscles. The skin, the cool touch stimulated every inch that had never been exposed to people, and my body began to tremble, and I sobbed, "No...... I don't want ......"

The movement of his fingers was extremely gentle, and a warm heat flowed on my skin, "That's right, I regret it, I was obviously attracted to you from the beginning, I should have imprisoned you by my side from the beginning, what gives you the freedom you want, what lets you make your own choices......"

His kiss suddenly descended, and the flush that caught me in a moment made me gasp.

"I want to be the only one in this world who can have the truest version of yourself under your indifferent reason."

His lips lingered in that place, tossing and turning, and I could not bear such a tormenting stimulus, and I could not even say a word of refusal, but could only squeeze out a broken gasp under the throbbing of my own incomprehension. Cease.

His long fingers ran down my muscles. The skin delicately caressed, trying to relax me.

"Feel me, baby," he whispered, his voice sewitching my nerves like a spell, "Feel my ......"

“…… Well, don't ......"

The voice came out, and I was startled by myself, and I couldn't tell whether it was a refusal or an invitation in such a charming voice, and I was ashamed and angry, and bit my lower lip tightly to prevent moaning. The groan overflowed, resisting another self who was gradually rebelling under his constant aggression.

Suddenly, he looked up, and his lips hooked up with satisfaction, and he took mine again.

The resilient body tensed against me, and the heat from his hardness spread all over my body, and as the palm continued to fall, I gradually felt the pleasure of myself. Feel. He then freed my lower lip from between my teeth and heard my hypoxia as desired. Gasp.

Intense, burning, scorching.

The flame he lit burned my mind to the ground. I shook my head, tears rolling down my face, and I felt the trajectory of his fingertips moving down the curve of my back, over my waist, and picking up my clothes, and I struggled even harder, but I could only let him devour me like a fish starved of water.

His maddening fingers gradually flicked downward, then lifted the wet fingertips.

"Baby, I like your reaction." He said meaningfully, as low as a bubbling pour of red wine.

"Don't, don't! Leave me alone......"

I sobbed softly unconsciously, my hands clutching weakly on the bed. Single, you can't escape, you can't move forward, and every inch of your body in torment doesn't know where to put it.

(To be continued.) )

PS: The baby must be quiet......