Chapter Ninety-Three: Don't Move
Xiao Yan frowned, stopped his movements and stared at Shu Wan for a moment, with a strong lust in his eyes.
Shu Wan quietly moved back a bit.
Xiao Yan's brows tightened even tighter, pulled her bare feet and pulled her back again, holding her wrist and pressing it firmly on the head of the bed.
At that moment, Shu Wan could even hear her wrist bones wailing.
Holding up his arms, he looked at her condescendingly at the panicked her, like a beast about to hunt, pinched her chin, and he gasped: "Just resist like this? ”
Resist?
Shu Wan was stunned.
She had never resisted him, only to feel that she could easily soften in his intoxicating kisses every time.
But the remaining consciousness reminded her all the time that Xiao Yan did not belong to her, he belonged to Shangguan Rong, and he was willing to give her his life, and that kind of affection made her blush.
She didn't want to sink into the mud, she just wanted to leave a little dignity for herself, and she wanted to get out of the way.
"Why don't you speak? Dumb? He pinched her chin, and she was forced to look up at him.
In the candlelight, his black hair hung down on the side of his ears, and his face was handsome. It was just those scarlet eyes that made her heart tremble.
Her eyes suddenly moved to the scar on his chest, and she reached out to caress it gently, and her tone was as soft as a feather: "Does it hurt......
The lust in Xiao Yan's eyes gradually receded, and he buried her in the futon mercilessly, and shouted with a calm face: "It hurts!" Go to bed! ”
He lay on the outside with his eyes closed, his teeth clenched, his palms clenched into fists, as if enduring a monstrous rage.
Shu Wan didn't expect him to lose his temper suddenly, trembling and huddled in the futon, his small body hugging together, I don't know if it was cold or afraid.
"I'm sorry." She looked at his back, and finally couldn't hold back, this apology should have been said a long time ago, but she never had a chance.
I wanted to reach out and touch him, but I was afraid of angering him, so I thought about it for a long time, but I slowly put it down.
Xiao Yan always turned his back to her, and when he heard those three words, a sneer came out of his mouth: "When you wanted to kill me, you killed me." ”
Shu Wan admitted that she was confused at that time, and she did have that idea, but now that she thinks about it, she only feels a burst of fear in her heart.
"The Northern Wolf King Cangyi, not only is he good at controlling beasts, but he can also bewitch people's hearts, I was bewitched by him at the time......" She opened her mouth to explain, but was interrupted by his cold voice.
"What a good excuse, this king has fought countless battles with the Northern Werewolves, and this is the first time I've heard this statement! Shu Wan, can you find an excuse to find a decent one? ”
Shu Wan pursed her lips, but finally didn't explain again.
She knew that he didn't believe him, that he had never hurt her, but that she had never believed him, and that he really shouldn't forgive her.
"Lord Wang, the slave maid should go to sleep in the next room." She lifted the quilt and was about to get up.
"Stir up the king again and kill you!"
Shu Wan: "......"
The weather in the north is bitterly cold, and since she fell into the water ten years ago, she has been cold, and Shu Wan has always been very afraid of cold.
In the second half of the night, she fell asleep in a daze, but her body still couldn't help but tremble slightly.
Cold, so cold.
Xiao Yan slept outside, as if he felt something, he turned over and looked at the person beside him, on his pink face, a pair of beautiful eyebrows were condensed tightly, and he seemed to be sleeping very unsteadily.
His thin lips pursed, and finally he couldn't help but reach out and touch her cheek.
Cold, without a hint of temperature.
Continued down her neck...... Xiao Yan's brows tightened.
This woman...... After sleeping for so long, why is it still so cold? No wonder it's curled up like this, like a cat, curled up in a corner.
In her sleep, Shu Wan was in a field of ice and snow, and suddenly the surrounding ice and snow melted instantly, turning into spring water, and the sun was shining and warm for a moment.
Having tasted the sweetness, she couldn't help but want more, and she greedily approached the warm place, and got closer, eager to melt herself into it.
Xiao Yan frowned and looked at the little thing that kept drilling into his arms, he snorted, and his voice was extremely hoarse: "Don't move." ”
The person in his arms gradually became honest, and he gradually sank into sleep while holding his waist.