When I returned to the small building, I was not surprised to see Lirad.

Anger crawled on my pale face, and the cold breath spread far away, and before I even entered the door, I was already cold.

"Did I say you weren't allowed to take risks?"

Lirad gritted his teeth and squinted at me, as if he would pounce on me and bite me to death if I retorted!

I walked slowly to him against the cold and pressure, leaned over gently, and hugged his waist with trembling hands, "I promise you, this is definitely the last time......"

Lillard reached out and lifted my chin against mine, and I saw that his eyes were hurt and scared, "Can I trust you?"

Cold, shivering, with the feeling of a question, not an affirmative as a confident question as before, I sensed his fear.

Rylard's cold hand gripped my chin tightly, forcing me to look at him, and the force scared me.

- I've never seen such a manic Rirad.

"The King's ......"

Vivien stepped forward to free me from Leillard's grasp, but was pushed aside by Leillard.

"Hmm-"

Slamming into the wall and sliding to the ground, Vivien grunted and rolled on the floor in pain with her belly in her arms.

I twisted my head to see how Vivien was doing, but I couldn't help but be controlled by Lilard, and I couldn't move at all.

Frowning and shaking his head vigorously, he still couldn't move, and I raised my foot to step on Rieard's foot, and said coldly, "Lerard, you'd better know what you're doing!"

Lillard picked me up, threw me on the bed, and raised his hand to loosen the top two buttons of his shirt, "Of course I know what I'm doing, but you don't seem to know your identity, so I'll let you know today......"

I was slammed into the bed, and although the bed was soft, the strength of Ridard, just the amount of bouncing around on the bed, was enough for me to save myself.

Seeing that Llillard was about to finish taking off his shirt, I stared at him in horror, I never knew that Llard would have such a side, I was almost stupefied.

Rationale threw his shirt aside, raised his feet and walked to the side of the bed, took a few steps but stopped, turned his head slightly and said, "Things with no long eyes, don't get out of here!"

As soon as Lillard spoke, Vivien stood up with great difficulty, walked to the door as fast as she could, and did not forget to close the door as soon as she walked out.

The bed shook much less frequently, and I struggled to remember, but was dismissed by Llillard's chilling glare.

Lerard walked over to the bed and lay on his side beside me, his naked upper body, though just as pale, but without a trace of fat, a perfect line with a jealous pleasing eye.

My eyes were unconsciously attracted by his lines, and my eyes looked at the lines of his abdomen for a moment, and my hands, uncontrollably raised, slowly covering those few abdominal muscles.

The skin touched by my fingers was cold but extremely elastic, and the muscles stood out under my fingertips, and I couldn't stop.

I could clearly feel Richard's breathing become heavy, and I looked up to meet his dark green eyes, and the green charm hit my heart straight into my heart, and I couldn't move my eyes anymore.

Ignoring my cry of pain, Lard tore off the veil from my face without pity, raised his hand to touch my face, his fingers slowly slid over the scar on my face, Lard smiled bitterly, "Hatherine...... What am I going to do with you?"