At the moment when Xue Ying turned around, Nalan Moran, who was originally lying on the bed, suddenly sat up straight.

The moonlight sprinkled on the bed, dyeing the face, which was already pale from excessive blood loss, blue and white.

Even if she was mentally prepared, Xue Ying still couldn't help but feel palpitations.

She forcibly suppressed the tension in her heart and gently called Nalan Moran, who seemed to hear the voice, her body did not move, but her head turned slowly.

He turned his head in a strange way, his neck as if it had been twisted, and he made a gurgling sound of dislocation.

The voice resounded in the silent room, and it was even more eerie.

What's even more terrifying is that when he turned his head and met her eyes, Xue Ying only saw a fierce gaze in those blood-colored eyes.

Xue Ying gasped repeatedly, hinting to herself in her heart over and over again that the person in front of her was Nalan Moran, and no matter what he became, she would not be afraid.

"Ink dye, you...... Here it comes. ”

With that, Xue Ying walked towards Nalan Moran.

It's just that before she could walk to her, Nalan Moran suddenly raised one hand, and Xue Ying's waist tightened, as if an invisible vine wrapped around her waist, pulling her towards Nalan Moran.

In an instant, she had been pulled onto the bed and sat on Nalan Moran's lap.

Xue Ying vomited repeatedly, calming down the sudden panic, and looked at Nalan Moran fixedly.

Those blood-red eyes were falling on Xue Ying's face, and in addition to the cruel eyes, there was a trace of her indescribable gaze, like a fire, which was about to devour her immediately.

Somehow, Xue Ying blushed.

And their ambiguous posture at the moment made her heart beat even more.

If it was Xue Ying in the past, whenever she faced Nalan Moran's deliberate teasing, she always ignored it reservedly, or casually found a topic to prevaricate.

But today, she suddenly wanted to seize such an opportunity.

Because what the Nalan family hopes for is also what Xue Ying wants, she wants to give birth to Nalan Moran's child and let that little life continue Nalan Moran's life.

Thinking like this, Xue Ying plucked up her courage, reached out and hooked Nalan Moran's neck, and then carefully leaned her face to him and kissed him lightly on the lips.

And in the next moment, Nalan Moran suddenly flipped his body and bullied Xue Ying under him.

He didn't get too close to her, but tore at her clothes with a strong purpose, and his movements were very rude.

Xue Ying endured the discomfort on her body and forced herself to cater to him.

However, when he was about to break into her, he suddenly stopped.

Xue Ying gasped and looked suspiciously at Nalan Moran, who suddenly stopped.

At this moment, just like last night, he was staring at the peace clasp around her neck, and the cruelty and strangeness in those bloody eyes were dyed with a little softness.

Xue Ying lowered her eyes to look at the peace buckle that fell on her chest, and then looked at Nalan Moran, only to see that he suddenly raised his hand and held the peace buckle in his hand.

Xue Ying was convinced that even if he didn't mean to, he still seemed to remember this peace buckle.

Seeing that he was holding the peace buckle, Xue Ying immediately read softly: "The light is plain and white jade, and Bao Qing spends the Chinese New Year safely." Don't seek wealth, peace and good, the more you live, the more young you are. ”

The bloody eyes trembled slightly, and in a moment, Nalan Moran's body tilted and fell to Xue Ying's side.

"Ink dyeing? Ink dye, wake up! ”

No matter how Xue Ying called him and sparked him, Nalan Moran no longer had any reaction.

Xue Ying pinched the safety buckle, wondering in her heart, could it be that Nalan Moran didn't have sex with her for two nights in a row, was it because of this thing?