Like a young bird about to be abandoned, waving its unskilled little wings, stumbling into his heart.

Cheng Qiangong's pupils shrank suddenly, his whole body stiffened, and his thin lips moved, but he couldn't pronounce any syllables.

Dark eyes stared at Shen Yue tightly, originally covered with a layer of snow, but then burned and melted by the flames that were not scorching, turning into a hot and blazing emotion.

I don't know how long I stood there, but my hands and feet were stiff.

The girl rubbed over and pressed her soft cheek against the back of his hand.

This action was like some kind of switch, Cheng Qiangong finally moved, he half-squatted down, his slender and white fingers slowly raised, and gently rubbed the white and smooth skin like milk.

It's gentle, like touching a fragile petal.

Slowly stroking, from the eyebrows to the corners of the mouth, it seems to be very greedy, and he refuses to leave for a long time.

Under the candle flame, the man's eyes, which had always been restrained and calm, were as gentle as water at the moment, splashing with strong tenderness.

The familiar breath makes the girl who is not too sober subconsciously rub it, as if it is a little milk cat without claws, which is extremely cute.

Cheng Qiangong's thin lips were bent, and his fingers slowly slid down, falling to the snow-white and fragile neck, as elegant as a swan.

I accidentally rubbed against the placket of my clothes, revealing the skin underneath.

Cheng Qiangong's gaze subconsciously looked over, and then he paused stiffly.

The original fragile and smooth flesh has been imprinted with different traces.

Deep red, a little purple.

It should have taken a lot of effort to have such a kiss mark.

Therefore, after Shen Yue was drunk, he also saw other men.

Maybe it's a little pet who was very favored before, or maybe it's something else.

Anyway, it's definitely not his.

With traces of belonging to others, he came to his house, coquettishly to him, kissed him, so young and shy, as if, as if he really liked him.

Almost, almost he really believed.

He really relented, and he thought of countless ways in his mind, all because of the person in front of him.

But now it seems like a joke.

The kiss mark was like a heavy and hard slap on his face, and the hot pain woke him up.

He was calm, his dark eyes were as cold as water.

No one knew that the fingers hanging by his side at the moment had been deeply inserted into the flesh, and the flesh was blurred.

The fingertips rubbed slowly at first, but then they got harder and harder, as if they were eager to cut off the piece of flesh.

The girl still didn't know anything, her collarbone was very painful, the skin seemed to be about to be scratched, she frowned, she trembled with fear, her eyelashes trembled slightly, and her pale and sickly face was easily pitied.

The voice was small, with some grievances: "It hurts ......"

This reaction made Cheng Qiangong laugh softly, but there was no smile in his eyes.

The charcoal fire was burning, the heat was boiling, and it seemed that he would sweat hot after staying in this room for a long time, but he couldn't dissolve the frozen three-foot cold that solidified between the man's eyebrows.

The man seemed to be laughing, not knowing what he was laughing at or who he was laughing at.

His whole body was covered by the light, and he looked taller and taller, and his handsome and elegant face was hidden in the dim light, making his eyes extraordinarily deep.

He laughed lowly, and it seemed a little oozing in this somewhat quiet space.

His face was smiling, but his eyes didn't have the slightest smile, it was colder than the extremely cold ice and snow outside, and layers of ice condensed.

Even Shen Yue, who was already drunk to the point of confusion, felt an indescribable sense of danger, which was aimed at her, like a barrier without oxygen.

The girl was a little scared, and even trembled slightly.

It was a warning from her body, warning her to hurry away from the man in front of her.

The thin and thin body shrank back slightly, as if to avoid the man.

Hide?

Cheng Qiangong's face didn't have any expression, his jaw tightened, and the nameless fire in his chest was really surging.

Now you know to hide?

I kept coming to him just now.

His eyes became extremely cold, like a sharp knife, as if he wanted to dig out the hearts of the people in front of him to see if it was black.

“…… What are you hiding? Cheng Qiangong squeezed out two words from between his teeth, he looked at the girl with a confused and aggrieved look, his palm pressed his thin shoulder, and he felt the temperature of the other party, which also intensified the anger of being played.

The man's eyebrows were cloudy, his eyes were extremely cold, and his words were full of hatred: "What do you think of me?" Are all your words a joke? Which of your statements is true and which is false? Wouldn't it be fun to see me being toyed with by you! ”

He has always been restrained and forbearing, and he has never had such a strong and crazy expression.

The girl was stunned by this, her now dull brain didn't understand very well, and she could vaguely feel that Cheng Qiangong was very fierce, as if she wanted to swallow her in one bite, which was particularly terrifying.

As if frightened, the girl's eyelashes trembled, tears rolled down, and she was stunned, and her beautiful black eyes were a little red.

The girl with delicate eyebrows and eyes and snow-white skin is very ignorant.

She didn't know what was going on, she just relied on Cheng Qiangong's name.

"Cheng Qiangong ......"

"Did you know?" Cheng Qiangong stared at the confused man, his eyes were extremely cold: "It's almost a little, it's really just a little bit ......"

I really liked it.

I really like it.

Fortunately, I'm awake again.

He broke Shen Yue's fingers one by one, and the whole person had recovered from the fierce and crazy emotions, and calmly lowered his eyelashes.

Shen Yue was very stubborn and held on very tightly.

The man showed no mercy, and the strength in his hands was heavy.

Shen Yue still didn't have as much strength as him after all, his fingers were broken, his joints ached, and the snow-white and thin flesh on the back of his hand also left red marks left by a man because he was too rough.

The panic ensued, the girl blinked, her face was a little pale, her lips were very red and swollen, and she bit uneasily, as if she was going to bite blood.

"Cheng Qiangong ......"

His voice softened, and he sobbed.

The man was indifferent, and his eyebrows and eyes looked extremely cold and indifferent.

She raised her hand and wanted to pull it, but the man's disgust and anger made her cold and piercing like a basin of cold water, full of confusion.

She didn't know what she had done wrong, why did the person who was so gentle to him just now suddenly become so cold?

Without warning, it was not clear in the first place, and being treated like this, that kind of grievance and sadness hit all of a sudden, and it was about to drown her.