Every time he looked at Bo Zeyu, Mu Xiaoxiao would see that the wound on his forehead was bleeding. She suppressed her desire to ask him about his injuries, and tried her best to dissociate herself from him.

"It's too late for you to say anything."

Bo Zeyu said confidently, "You love me, I can see it." ”

A woman who doesn't even care about her life for herself is not love?

Mu Xiaoxiao stomped her feet angrily, any language seemed pale and weak at the moment, and she didn't know how to justify.

Calm down and think about it, she can't even deceive herself, how can she deceive the shrewd Bo Zeyu.

She sighed lightly, "I have been married, you are a prince, and the distance between us is even farther than the road I have traveled in this life." ”

Mu Xiaoxiao paused for a few seconds, looked at him motionlessly with a pair of big watery eyes, and whispered softly: "Before it's too late, you can go." ”

There was a hint of pleading in her tone.

In this life, I will never see you again.

There is no need for any more entanglements between us.

If you can't do it, you won't love it, and you'll never see each other again.

'Let's go!'

It was he who heard Mu Xiaoxiao say the most, these three words didn't sound like they were driving him away, but bowing to fate, just right, he didn't believe in fate.

Bo Zeyu's thick eyebrows rose slightly in the shape of a sword, and his black eyes seemed to be dyed with a layer of mist, revealing alienation, indifference, and wisps of evil aura, and Mu Xiaoxiao's dejected expression was reflected in his eyes.

The crisp pace is particularly clear in the quiet air.

His hand was cold to the bone, not giving Mu Xiaoxiao a chance to resist and holding her face, he lowered his head and kissed her lips without hesitation, easily pried open her mouth in surprise, and held her soft lips.

The sound of saliva coming out of the air.

At the same time, Mu Xiaoxiao heard the sound of a nerve bursting in his brain.

She came back to her senses, her eyes were clear, she reached out and patted Bo Zeyu's back, and her body kept leaning back.

Bo Zeyu took advantage of her height, lowered her head and controlled her lips within her own range.

Back and forth, he returned the saliva mixed with the saliva of the two to Mu Xiaoxiao's mouth, forcing her to swallow it.

"You ......"

After the kiss, Mu Xiaoxiao began to cough violently, she rubbed her throat, glared at him angrily, bastard, and even made her drink saliva.

He wasn't like that before!

Somehow, a thought flashed into Mu Xiaoxiao's mind, maybe these things were taught to him by Ruo Qianli.

Mu Xiaoxiao's cheeks were crimson, and his almost brutal kiss reminded her of sweet memories in the past, and there was a little bitterness and sweetness in her heart.

"Chen Xingying."

Bo Zeyu called her fake name in a suppressed voice.

Mu Xiaoxiao trembled when she heard his wrong voice, a feeling she was very familiar with.

Bo Zeyu grabbed her shoulder with red eyes, and Mu Xiaoxiao could feel the frightening temperature on his body.

The thin jade in Su Ri is as cold as frost, and only when love and desire erupt, the body temperature rises amazingly.

The nervous Mu Xiaoxiao stretched out her hands against his chest, and said with a knotted tongue, "Thin...... Prince, you ...... Calm down, I'm ...... I have been married, and I am a widow and a wife. Unlucky! Right! I am an ominous person. ”

At this moment, she was far more afraid of herself than she was of Bo Zeyu, and if things continued to develop, she no longer had the confidence to leave.

"You stay with me."

Bo Zeyu grabbed Mu Xiaoxiao's hand and brought it to his waist.