This recognition and suspicion made her miserable to the extreme, and her breathing was sluggish, which seemed to explain why he was hot and cold for her.

Did he suspect her?

What would he do if he knew she wasn't a painter? Would he still like her? Would he still marry her?

She didn't dare to think deeper, and involuntarily shrank back, and a chill hit, and her body couldn't stop trembling.

He stepped forward and gently lifted her up, and asked softly, "What's wrong?"

"I didn't ...... It's okay, just ...... It's just too ...... It hurts so much. As he spoke, the tears couldn't stop falling down.

He picked her up in distress, walked to the couch, gently put her on the soft fragrant couch, and scolded slightly, "Since you know that it hurts, don't toss yourself like this in the future." ”

He tucked the quilt for her and was about to get up, but she suddenly grabbed his front placket and asked him with a crying voice, "What you said is true, isn't it? You really dislike me so much, don't you? In your eyes, I'm really useless, right?"

The more she spoke, the lower her voice became, the more she said, the more she had no confidence, and she suddenly regretted why she couldn't help but ask him, she was so afraid, afraid that he would say yes.

His gentle gaze floated over her face, and he suddenly leaned over and gently dropped a kiss on her forehead, and gently comforted her, "No disgust." ”

If it had been before, she would have died happily.

But now, she knew that his full tenderness was not for her, she was just stained with the light of the goddess's heart, so her face became more and more pale to bloodless.

She was so uncomfortable that she was a little confused, and unconsciously grabbed the placket of his clothes and kept crying, "But you say that I am stupid, stupid and vexatious, and you also say that I can't do anything but cry, and there is nothing you like on me." ”

He raised his finger and gently wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, these words came from his mouth, he naturally knew how hurtful they were, so he gently coaxed, "Then don't cry in the future, I like to see you laugh." ”

Through the crystal tears, she looked at him with red lips and white teeth, clear eyes and bright eyebrows, he was really a humble gentleman, warm as jade. She grabbed him tightly and pulled him closer, her thin lips lightly opened, almost pleading, "If you really don't dislike me, can you have sex with me today?"

As soon as she opened her mouth, he could smell a faint smell of blood coming out of her mouth. His eyes were slightly condensed, his body was slightly stiff, he gently held her hand, put it on her chest, and said softly, "You are not in good health now, you are full of wounds, you should not move, don't think nonsense, have a good rest." ”

"No" she almost subconsciously grabbed him, but her eyes were shining with translucent light, probably touching the wound, she bared her teeth in pain, but she still stubbornly said, "If you don't want to...... It means that you dislike me......"

Facing her innocent and eager eyes, and then looking at her scarred body, he remembered in a trance the wounded heart in his dream last night, and his heart immediately had mixed feelings, and let her pull him hard, but he didn't move.

As if sensing his resistance, she struggled and forcibly dragged him down on the couch, and then a mouthful of red blood spurted out of her mouth, staining his snow-colored shirt red, and he nervously stopped resisting.

She endured the intense pain, and took him into her arms, and trembled to untie his shirt, rubbing against the scabbed wound that had not yet healed, and a pain that she could barely bear.

But she couldn't wait, she desperately wanted to get him, and she had a lot of dreams at night, what if he knew the truth and didn't want her......?

His shirt was torn aup, she hugged him and kissed him around his neck, the atmosphere around him immediately became ambiguous, her movements were clumsy and jerky, the breath on his body made her look dazed, she hugged him, and said shamelessly, "Husband...... I want you ......"

Thin voices spilled from between her lips and teeth, drowned out in her faint gasps.

"Xin'er ......" for her initiative, his body instantly tensed, and his tight lips trembled to call out the name of "her".

Although she didn't say anything, her expression tried to remain calm, but the fingers that caressed his shoulder bones turned white because they were too hard, inadvertently revealing her emotions.

He Guang Tongchen didn't expect her to be so persistent in the matter of the "cave room", and a pair of small hands walked up and down to light fires, provoking a stream of blood in his body to rush up. But he quickly calmed down, he couldn't, couldn't take possession of her body so hastily, so he resisted her in silence, trying to wait for her to settle down.

She found that no matter how hard she tried, there was no reaction in a certain part of his body, he had always adhered to the rules, and even if he embraced her so ambiguously on the couch, he had never transgressed her in the slightest.

The more calm and self-contained he was, the more sad she became.

He didn't want her. That's her perception.

A bone-eating pain slowly spread from her heart, a thousand times more painful than the wound on her body.

She wanted a response from him, but he remained indifferent. She suddenly wanted to know the answer, even if it would make her heartbroken, she didn't want to guess so unclearly, she wanted to know his mind thoroughly, so she finally stopped kissing and touching frantically.

She raised her head, looked at the man lying beside her, and plucked up the courage to ask, "......What if?" You know me now, not the painting heart of tens of thousands of years later, will you still like me?"

After saying that, she didn't dare to raise her eyes to look at him, although he was still calm and gentle. And he looked at her beside her, whose face was flushed with shame, and suddenly hesitated.

Because, he doesn't know the answer.

If I had to say one, the answer would probably be no. In his eyes, there are too many women like her, delicate and lovely, with bright eyes. But these women have never been able to get into his eyes. His heart is moved by the painting heart of the Lishui who sacrifices himself to cross the common people, if there is no love at first sight, how can there be respect for each other now?

He was silent, but her arms were wrapped around like vines, her face was a little more charming, her hair was messy, her cheeks were slightly red, and her slightly open neckline revealed a large spring light.

He panicked and avoided her kiss, but she didn't let go of him, didn't give him a chance to resist, she hooked his neck, bit his Adam's apple directly, twisted the tip of her tongue, licked and kissed.

She had no experience, she just instinctively wanted to please him, and she didn't even know why she had to abuse herself so shamelessly.

Her movements came suddenly and passionately, his clear eyes gradually became deeper, his Adam's apple rolled up and down, his breathing began to become uncontrollably short, and the blood all over his body seemed to rush to his lower abdomen in an instant, and the heat of his body had been provoked by her.