Spoiling his wife too much: This villain is too gentle

Chapter 213 Can't Break Free
The silver-haired man was elegant and unparalleled, and he was obviously familiar, but he seemed to have undergone a transformation like a cocoon. The original cold and stern temperament was still obvious, and it was even more aggressive.

"..."

This time it was even more extreme, even her words were blocked.

Ye Shurong glared angrily. After several years of self-cultivation, the kung fu of immobility like a mountain disappeared completely. If she could, she really wanted to pounce on this guy and bite him for revenge...

Mo Jiu stretched out a slender finger to press against the lips of the girl in front of her.

"How much I want to be like this...to be with you all the time."

The clear and cold voice, but the words that come out are so lingering, and the true feelings in it are touching.

He ignored the fire-breathing eyes of the girl in his arms, and gently kissed the top of her head.

"Don't even think about running away, I will never let you disappear again."

Against the background of the slightly pale fingers, the color of the thin lips looked a little like roses, different from the usual light pink, which moved the heart that had been silent for endless years.

"I once promised to wait for me there, but when I turned around, I didn't see you..." His finger brushed his skin to his chin, "I went to a place where I couldn't find you, and I still forgot about it ..."

Ye Shurong's eyes widened. These words contained too much information. When it came to the breaking of the contract mentioned at the beginning, she was a little confused about the situation.

Did she... forget anything?Ye Shurong tried hard to recall, but couldn't think of anything related, it was like a blank.

"It's the third time, but I still don't want to let go... It's self-inflicted..."

The feeling of cool fingertips slicing across the skin was extremely clear, Ye Shurong's whole body was tense, and she was in a state of preparation for battle, but she couldn't move at all.

She has read many classics in the Tibetan scripture building, but she can't find a way to break this bondage. She can only wait for the power of his bondage to weaken naturally and use her spiritual power to break through.

But the other party had expected this move after she broke through once, and added it again every time when she was about to reach the critical point of weakness, even if he was looking directly at her and talking, he didn't forget...

"It's really unfair. I'm the only one who remembers."

His fingers scratched his collarbone, Ye Shurong stared at him with a strong sense of warning.

Boom——

The first two buttons of the shirt snapped off in an instant, turned a few times on the concrete floor, and then stopped, Ye Shurong felt that a string in his brain was also broken.

The finger finally stopped above the heart, the sword wound...

Although it has healed, the narrow scar that is half the length of the palm is still a bit hideous against the white and smooth skin around it, like a crack in the flawless jade.

He drew back and pointed to himself.

"Ye Shurong, we are supposed to be a couple, we have such a tacit understanding even when we are injured." When he said such words, his tone was so serious and natural.

Ye Shurong was silent, that was where she stabbed with the tooth blade.

"It's just that I was hurt by someone else, it's a pity..."

His possessiveness has long grown to the point that the girl couldn't think of, and he even has some kind of crazy idea: make another cut to cover up the original marks.

But how could he be willing to...

"I've seen that man."

Ye Shurong looked at him and asked with his eyes, who has he met?
"That fairy clan really wants to kill him!" The silver light in the man's eyes became more intense, "No, I was going to kill him..."

"It's a pity that I am too stupid in this world to forcefully let that person go."

Ye Shurong was sorting out clues one by one in his mind. He and Mo Jiu were the same person, some characteristics were so similar that they couldn't be distinguished, but he couldn't completely say that he was the Mo Jiu or Zuo Shi he knew.

Mo Jiu's cold sword light, then he is the cold dark light, neither is a kind person, but the former is far more pure than the latter.

As for who he wants to kill...

(End of this chapter)