"Shut up!"

Angered by his slightly malicious insult, Wen Xien's pale and emotionless face showed a trace of cold anger.

However, in this faint and hazy light, on this beautiful and delicate angel-like face, any expression is extraordinarily exciting and distinct.

The more indifferent and unclimbable they are, the more they want people to climb and let the angels show their fragile and embarrassed side.

Lu Guining didn't care about her lust, she only felt that her heart was beating a little faster, she stepped forward and came to Wen Xien, her fingers wandered ambiguously against the roots of her hair, she grabbed a bunch of black hair slowly and recklessly, and gently pulled it with a force that made her suffer slightly, so that her beautiful face was completely exposed in front of his eyes.

A low, hot voice, gentle and dangerous: "My Highness, you must understand the current situation, your life is in my hands." ”

In addition to the momentary anger at the beginning, Wen Xien only had an indifferent coldness, even in this vulnerable situation, looking at him with no one in his eyes, as if he didn't take him in his eyes at all.

"Are you going to kill me? Lu Guining. ”

The cold and indifferent voice did not put the knife on her neck in her heart at all, and her casual words seemed as if she was the one who was superior.

Lu Guining was not annoyed, but also chuckled quite happily, involving the scars on his face, looking weird and handsome, but the dangerous killing intent never subsided from beginning to end.

The knife in his hand moved against Wen Xien's side face: "Yes, I wanted to kill you, but I have changed my attention now." ”

Wen Xien raised his neck, his slender neck like a swan could be bent in a graceful arc at any time, and after maintaining this posture for a long time, his neck would be sore, and the tip of the knife would swim on his cheeks, ambiguous and cold.

She couldn't stand this posture of being slaughtered, and her steps moved forward slightly, and the sharp knife left a shallow red mark on her pale and delicate face.

Lu Guining put down his hand, and the knife was subconsciously retracted, and at this moment, Wen Xien used all his strength to push hard, and ran to the back door without delay for half a second, and the moment he touched the doorknob, he shouted loudly.

"Someone!"

The knife light was one step faster than her movements, and it was directly inserted into the doorknob, and Wen Xi'en instantly retracted his hand, but if he was a second slower, the knife was already inserted into her hand.

Lu Guining grabbed her shoulders and slammed them on the carpet mercilessly, like breaking a rare and brittle Ru porcelain.

The blade once again lay across the fragile and slender neck, but this time it was a merciless way to press down a line of blood.

The people under the knife have always been pampered and have never been treated so roughly, and their internal organs seem to have been shaken and displaced, and their expressions are blank in pain, trembling slightly, but they don't make a sound.

Lu Guining's face no longer has a trace of expression, his handsome eyebrows and eyes are slightly raised, and his thin lips are pulled out of a smile, and his appearance is full of violence and madness that have been suppressed for a long time.

His voice was low and magnetic, and when it was close to his ear, he whispered like a sympathetic person: "You are always so unbehaved, if I am a little gentle with you, you will not be satisfied, I just haven't seen you for a long time, I think you are so tight, you run away before you do anything, am I terrible?" ”

When the last word fell, Lu Guining's expression couldn't help but be hideous for a moment: "Whose credit is it that I became like this!" ”

As soon as the tip of the knife was sent forward, a thin mark was cut on the fragile neck, blood beads came out, and Wen Xien, who had recovered from the pain, looked more and more cold, and his indifferent and beautiful eyes shot at him without moving: "It's your own fault, it's you who forced yourself to be like this, you can't blame anyone." ”

"yes." Lu Guining is no longer the incompetent and cowardly human being he used to be, just like Wen Xien said, it is indeed his own doing, but if he doesn't take himself too seriously, if he is firm in his mind and not fallen by Wen Xien's gentle words, but if he ...... But if he wasn't so stubborn and didn't fall in love with this man......

He couldn't have gotten to this point......

But people will not admit that they are wrong, and they have to put an outlet on the heads of others, so that at least there is a spiritual pillar, so as not to go to the point of self-termination.

Lu Guining's fingers rubbed Wen Xien's bright red lips lightly, the cold and soft touch was the same as this person.

"I'm just not reconciled, you know? I don't see you getting better, you know? Lu Guining's voice was gentle and pitying, like a lonely voice in a cold night.

"Your heart is cold, I can't compare, you have played me like a fool for so long, and you don't allow me to lose my temper? You, if you coax me twice, will you become like this? How can you say that you are not at fault at all? How can you leave yourself so clean?! Lu Guining roared uncontrollably, his scarlet eyes widened, and the water in his eye sockets condensed into a teardrop, which smashed on Wen Xien's face one by one, "I really want to kill you!" Kill you! ”

Even if Lu Guining was so aggrieved and sensational, this person's expression was still unmoved. I don't know if he is sure that he is reluctant to start, or if it really doesn't matter.

Lu Guining's heart was slightly sad, he breathed violently, and calmed down: "But I think it's too cheap to kill you like this, I'm going to make your life worse than death." ”

Wen Xien looked at him with no emotion in his eyes, the calm and detachment in his bones, and said coldly: "What you said is funny, if it weren't for me, do you think you could still stand here and talk to me in a good manner?" And from the beginning, didn't you approach me with the intent of killing me? We just ask for each other, and everything is yours to direct. ”

Lu Guining put a knife in front of her neck with one hand and pressed it on her heart with the other, so hard that it seemed like he wanted to dig out her heart.

He was about to be so angry with her that he almost went crazy, and pressed Wen Xien's heart fiercely, and sneered angrily: "What a mutual demand!" What a self-directed and self-acting! I see, that's how it is, you're not human at all, I still hope that you have a heart, Wen Xi'en, you will be punished! ”

Wen Xien's eyelashes trembled slightly, and he raised his eyes and said coldly, "Are you finished?" When you're done, let me go. ”

The ruined face pulled out a smile that pretended to be relaxed and gentle, but his eyes were cold and resolute. Through the sharp blade of his neck, he lowered his head and rubbed and bit down on her lips: "Wen Xien, how can I let you go?" I'm going to taste the pain too. ”

The lips of both people are cold, there is no tenderness, no lingering, only biting, only possession.

Yesterday was my birthday, so there was no update.

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