Chapter Twenty-Eight: The Legend of the Hungry Wolf
On Sundays, when it was dark, a very small number of sparrows began to chirp. In the early morning, the sound of the song is sublimated from the singing of a single bird to the singing of a group.
It wasn't until Yan Shuyan's car stopped at the door that he drove away the birds standing on the gate and singing.
Holding a bouquet of flowers, he happily stepped into the mansion. Turning his head to look at the conscientious pendulum clock.
The pendulum clock hand is pointing exactly to seven.
He stood in the doorway, even tidied up his appearance, and then opened the door with a smile on his face.
This should be the second time he has opened the door with a smile on his face.
Familiar, right?
History repeats itself dramatically, and there are no figures on the beds, chairs, and balconies.
She's running away again!
Yan Shuyan's heart was full of regret.
originally found a more powerful bodyguard to guard her, but because of the sweetness of the previous days with Bing Manxue, he gave up the idea of imprisoning her.
Yan Shuyan clenched his fists, his arms trembled with anger, and the stems of the flowers were squeezed.
Why lie to me?
Why run away?
Why haven't I been able to keep you anyway?
The tea set on the table became a victim of anger, and fell to pieces. Even the table was split in half, the roses were thrown to the ground in disgust, and the bright red rose petals fell to the ground scattered.
Yan Shuyan gritted his teeth and said, "Bing Manxue, don't let me find you...... I'll ...... if I find you."
Before she could finish speaking, a woman carried a tray and wore an apron with a baby blue elephant printed on it. Standing at the door, he asked curiously, "What must you be?" ”
He turned his head, and a familiar face came into view.
Without waiting for the woman to react, he pulled the other party into his arms. The tray lost control and fell to the ground with a 'chop' sound, and two poached eggs and four slices of browned cheesebread were sprinkled on the ground with milk.
Seeing the mess in the bedroom in front of her, Bing Manxue had no time to take care of breakfast, one hand on the back of Yan Shuyan's neck, and the other hand stroked his hair.
The watery tenderness instantly extinguished the man's anger.
She didn't leave!
She's still by her side.
Yan Shuyan unconsciously breathed a sigh of relief.
No one knew how desperate he had just been.
But when he learned that everything was just a false alarm, he was so happy.
The arm that was holding the ice and snow increased its strength, for fear that as soon as it was released, the woman would run away as fast as a rabbit.
I don't know if Bing Manxue sensed Yan Shuyan's heart, her lips were close to Yan Shuyan's ear, and she said in a very soft, sweet, and tactful voice, "I just went to make breakfast for you, and the housekeeper said that you would go home early in the morning." I want you to taste my craft too. ”
What Bing Manxue didn't know was that for Yan Shuyan. It's like an elf whispering in your ear.
The tenderness of a woman is like a full moon, awakening the wolf nature in his heart.
The kind of wonderful, shocking, instinct that spreads among mammals.
He pushed the ice and snow against the door, and he got carried away with the aggression.
From the forehead, to the lips, to the neck...... He wanted to devour the woman.
Not only that, but he wants to possess it forever, so that she will no longer run away from him, so that she will be just his own woman for the rest of her life.
No one knew how lost and helpless he felt when he saw that Ice and Snow was not in the room.
So at this moment, all his emotions found a release point.