The drops of blood grew thicker and hotter.

Slide down his well-defined face, past his towering throat, and down his pretty neck.

In the end, it submerged into the well-textured chest, giving birth to aggressive hormones.

He was almost hoarse, and said, "Tonight, I can change everything for you." ”

"Really."

"Don't hate me, even if I'm a madman."

Su Wan's heart ached when she heard this, Li Jingchen was so concerned about the fact that she was a patient.

She held Li Jingchen's hand, and her voice was slight: "Li Jingchen, how could I hate you?" ”

"You're not crazy, how can you be crazy?"

Slender fingers fell on the roots of his hair, with a slight warmth, slowly rubbing.

Li Jingchen's narrow eyes were filled with dark mist, and he looked straight at Su Wan, the heat in his eyes was about to melt.

His voice was a few dozen degrees lower, and his thin lips twitched in a self-deprecating arc: "But I'm obviously a madman." ”

"When I got to the end of the day, I was hopelessly ill."

"I knew for a long time that I was a madman, and I wanted everything to myself, hair, blood, skin, everything."

The man gritted his teeth viciously, and the blood in his throat rolled: "This is a disease, I want to cure it!" ”

He is not afraid that he is a madman, but he is afraid that his madness will hurt his Wanwan, and he is afraid that his Wanwan will hate him.

Su Wan's breath was suffocated, and there was an uncontrollable pain in her heart, she grabbed Li Jingchen's hand, and her tone was firm: "Li Jingchen, everything will be fine." ”

She has a strong premonition that there are many mysteries on Li Jingchen, and perhaps there are many mysteries about herself.

As long as these mysteries are solved, his illness may be cured.

Li Jingchen muttered stupidly, his voice was sexy and low, like a dream: "But it seems that only in this way can you lock Wanwan by your side." ”

"It's good to be crazy, you don't have to restrain yourself, the ashes of the evening are all mine."

After a while, his thick and straight eyelashes trembled slightly, and he said sullenly, "I'm drunk." ”

"Sleep."

Slowly, his seductive eyes closed, and his sharp eyebrows furrowed painfully.

Su Wan stared deeply at Li Jingchen, and she gently smoothed his eyebrows.

She picked up the medicine and carefully treated his wound.

The straight bridge of the nose, the perfect fingertips, and the heart, all with oozing blood.

That was the mark of love he left for Su Wan, affectionate, without regrets.

……

Sleepless late at night.

Su Wan walked in the closed secret room, wearing a blood-red long skirt, and the corners of the skirt danced.

It's like the spirit of midnight, so moving.

A well-behaved and delicate puppet doll, smiling. It was "Su Wan" from the age of fifteen to twenty-two.

Su Wan and the puppet doll looked at each other silently, and there was no longer the fear they saw at first sight.

And more importantly, I was shocked by Li Jingchen's affection.

She said to the puppet doll, "Why did I get into this book?" ”

"What does I have to do with Su Wan in the original book?"

The puppet doll was still smiling lightly, looking at Su Wan silently.

Su Wan shook her head self-deprecatingly, what did she say to the puppet doll with no thought and no soul?

Turning around, his gaze froze and landed on a diary.

His heart was beating so fast that he was about to jump out of his throat.

This is just an ordinary diary, but it has a fatal attraction to Su Wan.

Plop plop.

She clutched her pounding heart and walked over to the journal.

The slender fingers trembled and opened the first page.

The blood words were shocking, and they hit people's hearts heavily: "Li Jingchen's robbery is your Su Wan"