Chapter 155
He leaned forward, the stench with the smell of alcohol made Zhu Yangxin resist in every pore.

His lips were very hot, first he tried carefully, and then became unscrupulous.It wasn't until Zhu Yangxin couldn't bear it anymore and bit him hard that the delicate mask temporarily pulled a little distance away from her.

"Ha ha."

He wiped his lips lightly, and there was a faint trace of blood on his fingers, and a faint smell of rust was mixed in the smell of wine.

"Can't you pretend?"

The young city lord's voice was lazy and casual, with sly mocking.

Zhu Yangxin didn't look at him, and didn't speak.

He buried his head in the crescent of her neck, and when he reached into her waist, he obviously felt her whole body tremble.

Zhu Yangxin's heart was pounding, as if it was about to jump out of his throat.Her mind was a little dizzy, but she was extremely awake, resisting the discomfort all over her body, and moved little by little.

Because of the tension, her breathing became more and more rapid, and her body trembled faintly.

After a while, she touched the hard object under the pillow, which was the dagger she had hidden in advance.

The young city lord pulled back her skirt, revealing her beautiful collarbone. The woman's aroma blended with the smell of wine, and it was hard to tell whether it was fragrant or stinky.

In the next moment, a cold light shot straight at the young city lord's neck.

Zhu Yangxin could already imagine seeing his stunned and resentful face, and his blood would spurt out and fall on her body.Maybe he still had the strength to strangle himself, or kill himself backhanded in some other way, but that didn't matter.As long as the person is dead, nothing matters.

She just wanted to kill him, when he was least prepared, in a way that he was caught off guard, and killed him with her own hands!

However, the expected situation did not happen. Before the dagger could touch her, Zhu Yangxin felt her wrist was restrained by a huge force, and she was pinned tightly to the bed.

Zhu Yangxin opened his eyes wide, staring at the person in front of him in disbelief.

There was still a sneering smile on the corner of the Young City Lord's mouth: "I'm just trying to see you, aren't you a little too anxious?"

Zhu Yangxin immediately stretched out his other hand, but he was completely lost, and the dagger was snatched away.The man waved his hand casually, and only heard a "boom", the blade pierced into the pillar, leaving half of it exposed.

"You bastard, why don't you die!"

Zhu Yangxin screamed.

She still missed in the end, so she failed to kill him, a huge sense of grievance and humiliation rose in her heart, and tears welled up in her eyes.

What is she going to do?How in the world can kill him?

"If you want me to die, just come."

The young city lord clasped her hands and locked them on top of her head, and continued to pull her clothes with the other hand.

"You have to die! I must kill you..."

Zhu Yangxin continued to yell, she used all the words she could think of to yell out her hatred for him.But such shouting is not enough to vent, there is no word in the world that can accurately describe that kind of hatred, the hatred that goes deep into the bone marrow.

Following the actions of the young city lord, she began to panic.

Just looking at him is enough to make her sick for a long time, let alone the skin-to-skin relationship at this time.She didn't want to have a relationship with him, not at all!

She struggled to get up, the difference in strength was too great, she couldn't get rid of her body at all, she was still tightly restrained, and she watched the person clinging to her body unscrupulously.

Her cries were gradually replaced by cries, and she felt that she was about to be pulled down into the bottomless abyss.

"Minghe, Minghe!"

She calls out the name subconsciously, even though she doesn't know who Min-hyuk is.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, the young city lord froze in place, his expression froze instantly.

He let go of Zhu Yangxin's hand, Zhu Yangxin didn't know why, and looked at him with tears in his eyes.

He took off his mask, revealing his sharp eyebrows and bright red cracks on the corner of his forehead.

The moment Zhu Yangxin saw this face, a barrier in Zhu Yangxin's mind seemed to be broken, and the memory about Minghe poured out, filling all the gaps, and restoring all events into a continuous whole.

She was caught off guard, and her mind went blank.

"You...you are Minghe..."

Her voice trembled.

He didn't answer, just smiled, then leaned over and kissed her on the lips.

She suddenly didn't know who she was, Zhu Yangxin or Ziyang.

He also suddenly didn't know who the person in front of him was, the young city master or Minghe.

She was dumbfounded in place, immersed in shock for a long time.

Until the last moment, she suddenly came back to her senses and pushed the person in front of her away.

Zhu Yangxin sat up startled, and took a closer look. What he saw was not a retro palace, but a modern ordinary house.

She was panting violently, her head was a little dizzy, and she saw the rising sun illuminate the sky through the window, showing gorgeous colors.

She propped her head on one hand, closed her eyes, and her long hair fell down, covering her face.

Many things emerged from Zhu Yangxin's memory bit by bit, such as the hostility of Chen'an, Axue, and Nan Wanxiao towards Ming He, such as Ming He's silence and hesitation every time, such as Nan Wanxiao's once The spirit arrest technique that I told her about.

Is that the real Minhyuk?The young city lord of Sanwei City has a deep scheming mind and plays with everyone in his hands.Most importantly, he killed Ziyang and Chen'an's master, driving Ziyang into a desperate situation.

And his own dream actually allowed such a demon to survive, and even accompanied him to hunt dreams and heal his wounds.

What have you done?
"Dong dong."

The door was knocked lightly, and Chen An's voice came: "Xiaoxin, are you awake?"

"Well, come in."

Chen'an pushed the door open and entered.

He was dressed in modern attire, and the childishness of a young man had faded from his face, which was more calm and restrained than the Chen An in his dream.

Chen An walked to the head of the bed, and when he was about to speak, Zhu Yangxin immediately hugged his neck, making him swallow all the words that came to his mouth.

"Brother."

At that moment, the emotions and memories that belonged to Ziyang seemed to have already quietly merged into Zhu Yangxin's consciousness, making her feel——Chen'an is still here, so good!

The master died, and Chen'an was Ziyang's only remaining relative.

"You're back."

Chen An also hugged her tightly, wishing to use all his strength to hold the person in front of him into his own flesh and blood, never to be separated again.But he was afraid of hurting her, so he had to be careful and restrained to maintain just the right strength.

"I miss you so much."

He could finally say this to Zhu Yangxin openly.

His dear junior sister is back, this is something that he never dared to dream of before.

Zhu Yangxin didn't speak, but quietly leaned her head on him, just like when her senior brother carried her home when he was a child.

The exquisite mask, his playful smile, and the details of Minghe after amnesia and getting along with her kept flashing in her mind.She felt that the two were completely different from each other, yet revealed a secret connection.

It's that lunatic, the lunatic in Minghe's body!

(End of this chapter)

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