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Chapter 135 Chang Ji Xiting Sunset, Intoxicated and No Return (51)

Reaching into the hair, with five fingers together, he clasped the back of the man's head and kissed him. Yan Ran trembling eyelashes, struggling to resist, salty tears rippling between the lips and teeth.

Sweet and astringent.

Xiao Ci was indifferent, closed her eyes, plundered her air, with an intoxicated expression, well, that clear face was broken and stained with dark colors.

He is like a beast that has just broken free from its chains, imprisoning its sweet prey unscrupulously.

Yan Ran couldn't even struggle in his arms, she could only tremble, and her brain went blank due to lack of oxygen.

Xiao Ci raised a hand to touch Yan Ranhong's beautiful and plump earlobe like a pomegranate, kneading and caressing it, as if playing with it.

Yan Ran's face was full of tears.

It seemed that her appearance finally aroused the man's tiny heart of pity.

He held her in his arms, patted her back to comfort her slowly, rubbed her lips against her earlobe, and said hoarsely, "Don't cry, I didn't say I would punish you."

Xiao Ci has always been cloudy and uncertain. At this moment, his whole person is gentle and weird, close to his ears, like whispers between lovers, with a little doubt, "When you meet someone you like, you should be happy. Why do you always cry?"

"No... woo..."

Yan Ran didn't even have time to finish her words, but was forcibly buried between her lips and teeth by the other party.

Yan Ran seems to have lost weight recently, and the thin one has nowhere to escape in the man's strong and firm arms.

Her breathing, and the syllables she occasionally couldn't control, agitated Xiao Ci's eardrums, which was a bit seductive.

Xiao Ci's surface was cold, but the temperature on her palm was scorching hot, and it was transmitted through the thin cloth, so hot that she wished she could shrink up.

Yan Ran turned her head to hide, with a soft choked sob in her throat, fragile and helpless.

Xiao Ci's temples were throbbing, biting her lip, feeling annoyed by the crying.

Closing his eyes, what he recalled was the way Yan Ran smiled at him that day. Although that smile was very shallow, it made him fall for him instantly. From then on, he was like a demon stunned.

He knew that the tears were sour, so he felt pity, and gently stroked her face, wiping away the tears that hadn't dried up, as well as the teardrops on the eyelashes.

Yan Ran tensed her body, her eyes were as red as peach blossoms, misty.

Xiao Ci looked at her and withdrew her hand, "Don't cry, don't be afraid of me."

His tone was very gentle, but Yan Ran was still terrified. Seeing this, Xiao Ci feared that he was driving her into a hurry, so she didn't do anything.
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Xiao Ci woke up in a burst of severe pain.

He waved his hand reflexively, the blade flew out, and covered the wound on his chest with one hand, warm blood poured out unstoppably, covering his fingers.

Yan Ran looked at him, his amber eyes were dead silent under the candlelight, his pale face was like a ghost about to disappear.

"His Majesty……"

Yan Ran didn't speak, but just looked at him silently, his eyes flickered strangely.

Xiao Ci's heart trembled, he sat up in silence, suppressing the turbulent emotions,

The dull pain in his chest made him feel ridiculous, the ending sounded with a smile, but the voice had already sank, "Want to kill me?"

Yan Ran couldn't see blood, but now her eyes were full of blood, there was something else besides fear.

That's right, she just wanted to kill Xiao Ci.

Xiao Ci sneered, put down his hands, and let the blood flow from his chest. He looked at Yan Ran, smelling blood all over his body.

"Pick up the knife."

His tone was fairly calm.

Yan Ran really went to pick it up, she was not proficient in the gesture of holding the blade, but she was so firm when pointing the knife at him, she didn't even shake her hand.

Xiao Ci grabbed that lonely and thin wrist.

"Is it fun?"

His voice was hoarse, with faint anger.

The blade fell on the soft bedding without making a sound.

But Yan Ran seemed to have just realized it, let out a scream, twitched her wrists, desperately trying to hide behind, the strong blood on the tip of her nose almost made her sick.

Such a strong desire to avoid behavior, as if the man in front of him is some kind of scourge.

It was obviously Xiao Ci who was stabbed, but the murderer cried worse than the victim.

Xiao Ci closed his eyes, full of anger and had nowhere to vent, as if being poured with cold water, his lips trembled, he exhaled, trying to restrain his gentleness.

"Don't be afraid, it's just a minor injury, tell me, is it a nightmare?"

Yan Ran hugged her head silently, like a little beast that deceived itself and escaped from reality, and didn't reply, just kept hiding back, almost unable to hide the desire to escape.

"Your Majesty, come here."

Although the man's voice was soft, Yan Ran was not comforted, but seemed to be stimulated. While shedding tears, she said undisguisedly and full of disgust, "I don't want it! I don't want it!"

Over and over again, challenging his nerves.

Xiao Ci gritted his back molars, his cheeks bulged, his temples twitched, and the veins on the back of his hands popped out one by one, almost pressing out a few words from his chest, "I'll give you one last chance."

"Don't make me repeat it a second time."

"come over."

Yan Ran not only refused to listen, but got up to run.

This undoubtedly stabbed Xiao Ci's nest, and the string in his mind collapsed all of a sudden.

He dragged the man back very quickly, and didn't care about the slaps on his face. He grabbed Yan Ran's neck and stopped him. Yan Ran seemed to be caught by a butterfly with its wings, struggling weakly to survive. His fingertips were turning white while clutching the bedding. The man's tall figure seemed to swallow her up, and the thick smell of blood surrounded her, making her vision blurred and blackened.

"Where can you run to?"

"Besides here, where else do you want to go?"

"Why can't you learn how to listen?"

"I've been looking for trouble again and again, does your majesty think that I'm too kind to you?"

Yan Ran was terrified and helpless, her shoulders were trembling, and the strong smell of blood aroused the most undeniable fear in her heart.

She just wanted to escape—

"let me go--"

The pain in his chest couldn't resist the fear and loathing in the opponent's eyes, it shattered the dull ice on the surface, revealing the turbulent black sea water inside.

Xiao Ci slammed Yan Ran's head hard with one hand, she could feel a strong wind coming, and the dragon bed was slammed by his hammer.

Xiao Ci was distraught, her chest heaved violently, she calmed down, and her ears were filled with Yan Ran's uncontrollable crying.

Xiao Ci closed her eyes, and her remaining rationality was also broken.

Yan Ran lowered her hair and trembled, suddenly her scalp tightened, she was pulled up by someone pulling her hair up, and met Xiao Ci's gloomy and furious face through the misty water vapor.

"Is that why you don't want me to touch you? Do you hate me that much? You want to kill me, don't you?"

　Oh shit, crazy one

　　
　
(End of this chapter)