Suddenly, Li Jingchen's heavy arm hugged Su Wan tightly, obsessively entangled.

His long narrow eyes were misty and seductive, even if he was unconscious, and the burning and ghostly longing and strong morbid possessiveness in his heart came one by one.

"Late, my late."

"It's my night."

The face of the gods is heroic, but there is a cruel heart, full of diseases. All of this is for a reason.

He was only seven years old, and he had to admit this inhumane torture!

watched his own mother being hacked to death by the thugs with a knife, a full forty-nine knives, dripping with blood, and no body remained. Eventually, the wreckage was taken away by wild dogs.

How hateful and helpless he should have been at that time! But the enemy who killed her mother turned out to be her biological father and the junior who occupied her mother's place.

He was young and withdrawn, living in the shadow of his mother's killer for more than ten or twenty years!

Su Wan's heart was fiercely grabbed by a demon, like a knife cut, and the mole under her lip, and the part of her heart, gurgling with blood.

Her face and Li Jingchen's angular face are pressed together, and the temperature between them is passing on to each other.

Finally understood why he was so cruel and ruthless.

finally understood why he tore and said to her in pain: Wanwan, I have nothing, only you are left.

Finally understood why he was so obsessed with blood.

It turned out that he Li Jingchen, such a domineering villain, could be so distressing.

The man's sexy and deep voice lingered in his ears, melting the bone-eroding affection: "Evening, I'm here." ”

"Right next to you."

Su Wan finally couldn't help it, and tears welled up.

She buried her face in Li Jingchen's chest and listened to his strong and powerful heartbeat.

"I'm sorry, Li Jingchen."

"I didn't know before, I didn't understand ......"

If she could hug him earlier, would his lonely and torn days be a little less?

Even if it's a few days, half a day, don't let him walk alone on the edge of a dangerous cliff and suffer from the pain of piercing his heart.

Leng Feng's eyes were red, his teeth clenched into his fist, and he couldn't hold back his crying.

For the first time, he didn't look at Su Wan coldly, and he didn't yell at her.

……

It's night.

The night was extremely deep.

Su Wan lazily stroked her long black hair, scattering it casually. A plain white dress dancing in a long white dress.

Her slender fingers held a glass of red wine like blood, and slowly, slowly poured it to the ground.

With "blood" as an oath, the Li family who owe Li Jingchen a debt of blood, and they all have to pay for their blood debts one by one, and they die in pain and despair.

She was like a goblin in the middle of the night, dangerous and weird.

Born only for revenge, for her Mr. Li.

In the middle of the night, Su Wan approached the mirror and picked up a makeup pen to depict her facial features.

Black eyeshadow and uplifted eyes are soul-catching.

She gently rubbed the mole under her lips and hooked her red lips strangely.

Tomorrow is really exciting. Li Gongli, I hope that when you lose completely, you won't be embarrassed and angry, and you won't want to live.

And so it was until dawn.

The pale light jumped in from the flower window and fell on Li Jingchen's face, making his facial features even more profound.

His well-defined chest rises and falls evenly, like a vintage Greek sculpture, with well-defined muscles.

Su Wan's seductive red lips were imprinted on the tips of his thin lips, but a tear flowed from the corner of his eyes.

Li Jingchen, don't sleep too long. I'll fight for you in today's battle.

What belongs to you, no one can take it away.

But please, wake up quickly, okay?