Chapter 63: Li Jingchen, I'm Your Night

Tick.

Tick.

Sweat bursting with hormones, slid down Li Jingchen's well-defined jaw and hit the ground.

The whole shirt was completely soaked, the perfect body was revealed, and every muscle was trained to the same degree.

There are shallow traces of water, which leads people to infinite reverie.

His eyes were heavy, and he looked at the ground gloomily.

The voice was hoarse and obsessive: "It's blood, a lot of blood, a piece of blood." ”

"Those people, they all deserve to die, they deserve to die!"

"I like it, it's fragrant, it's sweet."

When Su Wan woke up from her sleep, she saw such a heartbreaking scene.

Mr. Li is like a male lion trapped in a cage, manic and perverse, but his vulnerability is so clearly exposed.

Her voice trembled slightly: "Li Jingchen, are you okay?" ”

Li Jingchen turned his head fiercely, his long narrow eyes narrowing dangerously.

What cracked out was a dark hurricane, bursting out from the depths of the heart: "Who are you? ”

Su Wan's heart was slashed by the devil, and the blood was dripping, and the pain was so painful that she almost couldn't breathe.

Li Jingchen's eyes were full of coldness and indifference, he was sick, but he didn't know her.

This has never been done before, even if he went crazy in the past, he forgot all over the world, but he still remembered his evening.

Why didn't he know her?

Why didn't he know her?

Li Jingchen saw that Su Wan didn't speak for a long time, and his dark pupils revealed blood-red madness, which was scorching and gloomy.

He stood up straight, his tall body forming a large shadow of depth.

The sparse moonlight fell on his heroic face.

Step by step, approaching Su Wan.

Su Wan raised her head and fell into her ruthless eyes.

Her heart was torn even more, and he still didn't recognize her, this time his illness,

She asked, "Li Jingchen, do you really not know me?" ”

The man's expression was gloomy, and there was a paranoid hurricane in his eyes, but there was no familiar affection.

His voice was hoarse: "Let me ask you again, who are you?" Why is it here? ”

Su Wan tilted her head, her neck was graceful, and if she folded it slightly, it would break.

She asked almost stubbornly, "Li Jingchen, don't you still know me?" ”

Caught off guard, Li Jingchen's big ribbed hand grabbed Su Wan's neck.

He was like a demon, close to her ear, and his breath lingered and crimson.

For a moment, it would make Su Wan think that Li Jingchen had already remembered her.

However, his words sent her into the ice cellar: "Tonight, you have to die." ”

The strength of the big hand increased, and it was a killing intent.

Su Wan's internal organs were tumbling violently, and it became more and more difficult to breathe.

She smiled miserably, as if she had returned to the first day of wearing a book.

Li Jingchen that day, he was the same, choking her neck, eager to strangle her to death.

"Ahem......"

Li Jingchen looked at the smile on Su Wan's lips obsessively, and stayed on the blood-like cinnabar mole.

The large, knuckled hand did not stop moving, and the fingertips of his other hand gently rubbed against the mole.

Su Wan's breathing became weaker and weaker, and she never expected that she would not be killed by the male and female protagonists of the original book when she wore it into this book.

was strangled to death by Li Jingchen, who spoiled her on the tip of her heart......

If she dies like this, will she return to her original world? That's good, it's all a dream.

She closed her eyes, and a tear slipped from the corner of her eye: "Li Jingchen, I am your evening." ”

As you said, you will love with your life.

Pampered, guarded late and late.

But you broke your promise.