She was finally his, from head to toe, and it belonged to him through and through.

He stroked her long hair, which had been soaked with sweat for several times, and kissed her weak eyelashes.

"Does it still hurt?"

Knowing that she hadn't fallen asleep, Wei Huaijin spoke in a low voice, and her hand gently kneaded her sore waist in the quilt to relieve her fatigue.

The eyelashes trembled slightly, and Su Shengsheng slowly opened his eyes and looked at him silently.

She looked at him, in the dewy morning light, in the soft light of the soft smoke tent.

Suddenly, Su Shengsheng's throat choked, and tears poured down.

She endured it all night, from the burning of love incense, when she was stubborn, when she was emotional, in the peak of her inability to bear and the despair that was completely filled, she never had tears like majestic rain.

She cried so hard that she even twitched slightly, grabbed his long hair, and held on to it.

Wei Huaijin was stunned and hugged Su Shengsheng into his arms.

The legs twisted her legs, the arms wrapped tightly around her back, the lips searched for her cheeks, kissing away all her tears.

"I hate you, I hate you......"

Su Shengsheng cried so much that he choked up, "Why do you ...... me like this?"

Give her love, give her love, and give her intrigue and betrayal.

"You ruined me, Wei Huaijin, you ruined me!"

ruined all her illusions about love in this world.

ruined the love that had been deeply rooted in her heart since she was young.

She had admired him so much, and completely ignored her mother's advice.

He was right, he was never what she thought he was, until she found out that it was all a joke, she wanted to escape, she wanted to hide, she wanted to have nothing to do with all this conspiracy, dirt and filth, but he wanted to hold her to death.

With the net called tenderness, but covered with blood, he held her firmly.

"Even if I die, I won't be with you."

As soon as her hoarse and resolute words fell, the fingers caressing her hair suddenly froze.

The warmth in the tent suddenly stagnated.

Half-loud, only the cool male voice sounded, "Sheng'er wants to die?" ”

Before she could answer, he smiled coldly, "It's better to be dead." ”

"When I died, I cut off Sheng'er's flesh, ate it raw one bite at a time, and then put Sheng'er's bones on the bed and hugged me night after night. I will find the most powerful shaman, so that you cannot enter the samsara, the soul cannot be three feet away from me, and after I am a hundred years old, I will be buried in the same coffin with you, and my bones will hold yours, and the next reincarnation will be with you. ”

In such a tender tone, but with creepy words.

It seemed to be something that had been brewing in his mind for a long time, and it all depended on what she did.

Su Shengsheng was stunned.

Tears were still hanging on his eyelashes, and he was completely speechless.

Wei Huaijin smiled again, in the glimmer of the morning light, his eyebrows and eyes were gloomy, but they were tender and sweet.

He licked the tears from her eyelashes, and his palms slowly descended from her sore waist.

Holding the plump peach against himself.

"Whether it's alive or dead, Sheng'er's everything, I want."

When the sun rises, the sky is bright.

There was still silence in the Ice Fountain Palace.

Youlan and Tourmaline stood outside the door of the dormitory with their hands tied, listening to the ambiguous sounds coming from inside from time to time, their faces alternating red and white.

Last night the overseer stayed in the princess's room, and they waited outside the door all night, delivered hot water several times, and listened to the secrets of the boudoir all night.

It turns out that Wei Huaijin and the princess actually have that kind of relationship-

Tourmaline only felt her face blush and her heart beat, but Youlan was like falling into the abyss.

Now that I know this secret, I'm afraid it's not far from my head.