Extreme deep love is like a vine, entwined and binding.

The more sick the love, the tighter the bondage.

Li Jingchen's heavy arms hugged Su Wan even harder, and a terrible beast was hiding in his hard chest, gnawing at his heart.

I really want to hide his night and lock it up.

He wanted to give her all he had, his heartbeat, his body temperature, his life.

Spoil her, protect her, and never see her tears again, because his heart is about to die.

He whispered again and again, sexyly: "Evening, I'm here." ”

"Don't be afraid."

"Don't be afraid, you are good."

Su Wan's eyes were completely empty, as if she really looked like a glass doll in the window, without soul and thought.

She pulled out a broken smile and said softly: "Li Jingchen, I didn't think of anything." ”

"I forgot everything."

"I forgot who I was, I lied to you......"

Li Jingchen's dry and warm palm gently rubbed Su Wan's back,

The air around me became warm at a speed that was recognizable to the flesh.

He tilted his head, his towering Adam's apple spasming briefly and rapidly.

"Tonight, I know."

"Soon, later, I know."

"I'm with you to recover your lost memories."

Su Wan was stunned, she seemed to have recovered a trace of her soul, and she asked, "Why did I lie to you at the beginning, but I got my memory back." ”

"You believe it, and you ......" happy as a child.

Li Jingchen's hot fingertips forcibly lifted Su Wan's jaw.

Her eyes were filled with tears, and a tear like an ice diamond hung from her eyelashes, sliding down gently. The blood on the lips is fragrant and sweet.

Probably, he is really a hopeless madman, obviously so distressed by his tears. But when he saw her eyes, he was crazy.

Gradually, his narrow eyes were filled with dark mist, affectionate, like a hurricane, and paranoia surged in.

The voice was heartbreakingly low: "I pretended." ”

How could a man like him love like a madman, not be able to see if he had recovered his memory in the evening.

His ecstasy, his throbbing, in front of her, pretended to be so like.

Almost, even I lied to myself.

Idiot.

Su Wan's heart was broken into by a demon, and she was surrounded by a lingering love.

Her heart was sour, swollen and painful.

Her body trembled: "Li Jingchen, how can I have a future as a person who has no past?" ”

"My past is blank, forget about you."

Li Jingchen pinched Su Wan's jaw with more force, leaving shallow traces on the snow-white skin on her cheeks, which quickly spread out again.

Deeply irritating a ferocious beast.

His handsome face kept getting closer, his long eyebrows were in the sideburns, the bridge of his nose was straight, and his thin lips moved slightly.

The voice was hoarse: "Wanwan, do you believe me?" ”

Su Wan was eroded by a strong man's breath, her heart was disturbed, and she was drunk.

Li Jingchen seems to be a god who dominates everything, but in fact, he is a sick devil in his bones.

The desire for control and possessiveness in his eyes was extremely amazing, and he gently kissed the tears in the corners of Su Wan's eyes.

"Wanwan, you're mine."

"Everything about you is mine, your hair, your skin, your fragrance is mine."

"Your past is mine, and your future is still mine."