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Chapter 446: Courtship in the Burial Chamber (4)

There was silence.

The tall burial room was silent and terrifying, and it took a long time to hear her ethereal voice, as if her soul had been drained, "I don't know either...... Meet him...... He's like a poison that I don't have an antidote, I don't have a spell, it's a dream that I can never wake up from, I met him when I wanted to leave the most, he probably just felt that he had never met a woman like me in his life, my life seemed to be arranged before that, only meeting him was a miracle that I had never had in my life, I had never believed so much that a miracle would happen, and I had never been so willing to drain every drop of blood in my body for the sake of a person. The cold liquid dripped onto the back of his hand, and she laughed softly in his ears.

She thought it was ridiculous, and she didn't know why she was telling Patrick this.

Some words come out to know how deep you are trapped.

Patrick still didn't give up, "What about me?" You never thought you'd meet me! Why can't I? Why are you waiting for him until now? He won't forgive you anymore, no man will put up with this kind of deception, not even me! Now tell me, why, exactly? So what the hell are you waiting for? Patrick suddenly reached out and grabbed her, tightening it so tightly that she couldn't struggle.

Silence.

Not even the cold liquid dripping down anymore.

She had known this for a long time, and she didn't know what she was holding onto.

"Since we're all going to die here, it's worth it to ask for you right here......" Patrick pushed her to the ground, pressed against her, and reached out to pull her clothes, the light in her hand suddenly went out, and the funeral chamber returned to pure darkness.

Each time she did so she responded to her violent struggle, but this time she didn't, her body was as soft as a piece of cotton.

"Why didn't you respond? Haven't you always been hard as a piece of wood? Patrick paused.

"Since this is my life, I admit it, if this body can be exchanged for an alliance with you, it will be worth it, in Lorenzo's eyes, he already thinks that I am a slut, a bitch, and a liar, and giving it to you is also something he has long thought. Come on. She smiled sadly, and it was particularly permeable in this burial room, especially when the last sentence was too light to be heard.

Patrick hesitated, but only for two seconds,

Patrick's exhaled cold air lingered in her ears, and her lips roamed over her body little by little, irregular, but each stroke was enough to make people shudder, but she closed her eyes tightly, but nothing responded.

He paused slightly, with a hint of confusion, then wrapped his arms around the back of her neck, brushed the shredded hair from her ear and stayed on her chin for a few seconds, and then parted her tight lips at once, unlike the usual roughness, this time Patrick was quite gentle, biting her lower lip as if tasting a beautiful cake. Then there was soon no hindrance to temptation, the tip of her tongue easily pried open her lips and teeth, and continued to explore deeper inch by inch, and the innate desire gave Patrick a lot of pleasure, and her body was soft and even a little vaguely scented.

It's just a pity that Patrick didn't get any response from Morrow.