Kuai Chuan: The cold Lord God always acts like a spoiled brat to me

Chapter 749
In the darkness, a violent sound fell by the ears of the silent space. She grabbed the soft veil of the curtain, her fingers turned white, and then struggled to raise her hand. When the latter was defenseless, she slammed into his left face Slap!

The strength is very heavy.

"brute."

She scolded, tears rolled down her pointed and thin chin, the swan neck was dying, even so, her eyes were proud.

The latter was beaten to the side of the face, leaving clear finger marks, and did not move for a long time, his expression hidden in the darkness.

The numb pain spread to the entire side of his face, Cen Zhou licked off the blood from his thin lips, looked at her with lowered eyebrows, and smiled coldly, "Then look at the princess, what is the beast—"

What happened later, Su Qingan was in a daze, and could hardly recall, her consciousness was hazy and drowsy.

Candles were burning in the darkness all around, and she was knocked over by her inadvertently, and the red candles dripped down.

"Why are you so careless?" Cen Zhou pressed his hand there, his voice was gentle and hoarse, and at the end, he asked her if she was still leaving.

Su Qingan answered irrelevant questions, her voice choked up, blurring three years ago and three years later: "Cen Zhou..."

The person behind seemed to pause for a moment, then snorted slightly: "Hold it."

But then she fainted, he pinched her neck with one hand, but raised the other hand to carefully wipe away the tears on her face.

No matter what is in his heart, his face is not forgiving.

When Su Qingan woke up again, there was a soft bed under her body, her vision was blurred, and she slowly focused, but she was still there.

Consciousness gradually awakened, the previous absurd scenes flashed before my eyes, the sound of wind and sea was in my ears, and freedom was outside.

The young man still had slap marks on his face, sharp and stern, his eyelashes cast a faint shadow on the eyelids, and he took the ointment and applied it to her.

When Su Qingan saw him, her back stiffened slightly, and she subconsciously hid back.

was held down by him.

After he finished the medicine, he fed her porridge, and he did everything by himself.

Su Qingan spoke, her voice became hoarse after crying for too long: "I know you hate me."

The man stopped moving.

"If you take revenge for what happened back then, isn't that enough?"

Su Qing'an knew that he had hatred in his heart, and she also had it in her heart.

This is a dead end.

This is the first time the two have mentioned this matter since their reunion.

Cen Zhou raised his eyes and repeated: "You know?"

Some people are lonely. Once the emotion is burned, it is strong and sincere. Love is like hate.

Su Qingan closed her eyes tiredly, coughed several times, and clenched the red curtain tightly with her fingers, Ying, shocked: "You hate me for abandoning—"

"To shut up!"

Before she could finish her sentence, she was abruptly interrupted by someone, and Cen Zhou's tone was cold and forbearing.

"Su Qing'an, I don't want to hear this, you know what I want to hear."

The reason why he wants her is that he wants to know that she abandons him because of her own reasons or threats from others, in short, she is not, casually play with and discard casually.

Abandoned at birth, unable to decide, his taboos are buried in the distant past.

Now, even... just make up a reason.

Su Qingan looked at Cen Zhou for a while.

She was showing weakness, she was making progress by retreating, and she also knew that as long as she coaxed him casually, he would still be as easy to deceive as before, and would be willing to be by her side.

The one who is tempted first loses, but Su Qingan doesn't want to rely on his feelings anymore, and she can't tell the grievances of her previous life, so she wants to say a thousand words, and finally she lowers her eyes and rejects his hope: "No. "

No.

"It's that simple?"

"It's that simple."

(End of this chapter)