Reborn Black Lotus can read minds

The moment their lips touched, Shen Yuan smelled a faint smell of alcohol. The smell of the wine is very weak. You can't smell it from a distance. You can't smell it from a distance. You have to smell it now.

She saw the burning fire in his bloodshot pupils, which seemed to burn her out, like a ferocious wolf that was about to bite off her tongue and kill her in the next second. His eyes were full of lust, rather than murderous intent.

She struggled instinctively and used all her strength to break away from this overbearing kiss. He held her two small wrists above her head with one hand, and pinched her cheek with the other hand to let her cater to him better.

He kissed her deeper and deeper.

He sucked the slightly parted lips fiercely, and she was entangled by him. She opened her mouth helplessly, trying to suck air from his mouth, but it was in vain, and she got an even more violent attack from him.

In his airtight confinement, she realized that she was about to suffocate to death.

After a struggle to the death, she felt that the tip of her tongue was numb, her body was so limp that she could not move, and her consciousness gradually faded, as if half of her life was gone.

She was so close to his body that not even a breath of air could pass through her. She twisted her body and tried her best to hide back, but he immediately grabbed her waist and caught her.

He pressed her lower back and pressed against him tightly, preventing her from escaping.

His long legs were slightly bent and pressed firmly between her knees.

Tears immediately overflowed from her eyes: "Well... don't..."

He stopped moving.

The only sounds in the room were his confused breath and her quiet sobs.

There was a gloomy look in his eyes, whether it was anger or a smile. He asked coldly, "Why are you crying? You don't want to?"

She softened into a ball,

He didn't even have the strength to speak.

"Didn't you mean," he pressed against her ear, breathing hot air on her heart, "you want to please me?"

She cried, as if she had been greatly wronged. She looked at him with tears in her eyes and murmured: "I'm sorry..."

Sorry for what? Sorry for not pleasing him? Sorry she can't do it?

This forced appearance of obedience was an eyesore in Xiao Xingyun's eyes.

"Let's go," he let go, held Shen Yuan's slender arm, lifted her up from the bed, and pushed her gently, "I'm tired of crying."

Shen Yuan's mood was filled with ice and fire. She stayed on the spot, neither saying a word nor moving.

She asked with a trembling voice: "Really, really?"

He didn't look at her.

Shen Yuan lowered her head and said in a low voice: "Fake."

She paused for a moment and continued, speaking very quietly: "You obviously can't bear it anymore..."

He laughed angrily and said coldly: "So?"

"I don't want to leave, but I'm scared..." Her hazy eyes blinked slightly, she stretched out her hand to tug on his sleeve and shook it, "Can I... be like the one above? Same thing every time..."

The fingertips of her sleeves trembled slightly, trying to suppress the moisture in her eyes and the sobs in her throat.

"Like last time, just hold on... and do nothing..."

The weather is very good tonight, there is no rain, and the cold wind blows coolly on my cheeks.

He looked at her begging look and recalled quietly, pondering every incident during this period over and over in detail.

Well, it’s not just this period of time.

Memories stretch out, those past that have been sealed in dust for a long time

Go, began to play slowly and silently in front of his eyes.

......

That night, corpses lay hundreds of miles outside the city, and he was born in a heavy rain.

On the surface, people call him a legitimate son, but in private, they call him a bastard from nowhere.

The sun was out, the air was turbid, there were chains, handcuffs, instruments of torture, dried blood, and the smell of rotting corpses. It was his sixth birthday. His mother was imprisoned in prison and starved to death. He cried heartbreakingly in front of his mother's body, but no one answered him. In the end, his voice broke from crying and he became mute ever since.

After losing his mother, he had no support since then. His two brothers played with him unscrupulously. They scratched his face one after another with their own hands with daggers, healing the old scars and adding new ones.

He knew at that time that his life was rotten, that he would only have one rotten life from now on, and that he was no longer worthy of having any good things.

He fell into pieces and was meandering around in the hands of various adults. No one wanted to have a bastard like him who didn't know where he came from, let alone an ugly and weird little mute.

The hot potato finally fell on Duan Jinjin.

Although Duan Jinjin is older, he is still full of the vigor of his youth. He cannot like his grandson who is delicate in appearance and cowardly in character.

He took him to the Northern Desert to meet with General Shen. He wanted to entrust him to General Shen and stay on the border to train troops and martial arts.

However, as soon as he arrived in Liaoyuan, a strong wind blew. He was short and could not speak. He was following behind the large army and could not even call for help, so he was blown into the cold river by the strong wind. It was winter at that time, and a thick layer of ice formed on the Yunyang River. He lay beside it

He struggled for three hours through the hole dug by someone, watching helplessly as the large army walked further and further away, but no one cared about his whereabouts or noticed his disappearance.

He couldn't make a sound, but looked desperately at the people walking further and further away.

The light in his eyes went out and he slowly let go of his hand.

At that moment, he felt the extremely cold water covering his body and pouring into his internal organs.

However, it couldn't cool his heart.

After an unknown amount of time, he found that his eyes could move, and he slowly opened them.

The early morning sunlight penetrated the white mist, shot out from the vast wilderness, and sprinkled on the girl in green in front of her.

Her eyelashes were long and dense, setting off a pair of big watery eyes, as if they were stained with a layer of water mist. She raised her head with a harmless look on her face, but when she saw his eyes open, she suddenly cried in fear. .

He immediately understood that maybe he looked too ugly, which frightened her and immediately covered his face.

After crying for a while, she crawled up to him again and said in a fierce tone: "Why don't you speak, wuwuwu...are you a monster..."

He shook his head quickly and tried his best to make several unpleasant cries, like a crow. He pointed at his throat and tried to tell her that he could not speak.

She understood, and then cried even louder. As she cried, she pointed at the river and said: "...You are not only an ugly monster, but you can't speak, and no one wants you. You are thrown into the river." Submerged in the water...so pitiful..."

He was slightly startled, how could anyone in this world feel sorry for him? Everyone thinks he is unlucky and wishes they could stay away from him

Yes, some people actually think he is pitiful?

"You were fished out of the river, so I'll call you Ahe." Her soft little face swelled, she crawled to his side and said with tears in her eyes: "Have you... eaten anything? ?”