stop pampering me

Huo Yongsen pressed against Wanqian's forehead, panting tremblingly, and inserted his palm into Wanqian's black hair, "I don't believe you, I really don't!"

The monitoring of Wanqian's every move is not because he can't trust this person, but because he can't bear the pain of losing this person.

Those nightmares were too bloody, and the feeling of losing a man was like the pain of being torn apart alive. He couldn't understand himself in the dream. How wrong was he to make him do such a cruel thing?

"Actually, it doesn't matter if you don't believe it." I heard Wan Qian say, he pushed Huo Yongsen away, and turned his eyes away.

"It doesn't matter whether you believe it or not." He had long since ceased to have expectations for this trust. What remained of Huo Yongsen was after the firewood had been burned to ashes, and the last bit of residual heat would be extinguished by the wind.

Huo Yongsen vigorously grabbed Wan Qian's collar, his handsome face was ferocious like a ghost, Wan Qian's soft lips were once again in disaster.

The beast showed its carefully wrapped fangs, no longer being gentle, it just wanted to swallow the human being whole in its stomach, so that the human being who was holding his heart could become one with itself, so that he could no longer say such hurtful words , so that he can no longer escape from himself.

Huo Yongsen kissed very rudely, even more rude than at the beginning. Under the indiscriminate attack of his teeth, he accidentally injured himself, but he didn't care.

The smell of blood spread in the mouths of the two, and the clothes became messy. Wan Qian frowned in pain and did not resist until she felt something strange behind her. One hand was stained with some unknown watery light.

With a "chi la", the buttons of Wan Qian's shirt were all unbuttoned, and her chest heaved violently.

Huo Yongsen's eyes were very red, and his eyeballs were bloodshot, but when his sight touched the bright pink scar lying across the center of his chest like a centipede, he suddenly collapsed.

This scar is very similar to the ugly scar stitched with black thread in the dream, and even feels like it overlaps.

A delicate kiss fell on that scar, the newly grown granulation was very tender and sensitive, Wan Qian trembled even more, and something cold fell on her lower abdomen, making goose bumps appear on her body.

"Don't do this, I know I'm wrong, please don't treat me like this, okay..." After all, Huo Yongsen's eyes were red, he grabbed Wanqian's shirt vigorously, and begged hoarsely and humbly.

Wanqian's eyes were wide open and she was at a loss. There were too many situations at present, and the impact was a bit big. First, she was almost in the car, and was raped by Huo Yongsen under the driver's nose, and then she was kissed on the scar of the operation. A man with a will of steel, cried in front of him...crying that he was wrong!

At this time, Wan Qian was also a little bit confused about whether it was this life or the previous life, and he suspected that Huo Yongsen was not the original person.

Originally, they hadn't established a relationship at this time, but Huo Yongsen's current behavior towards him was not at all like how a patron would treat a pet that was taken care of.

He had a bold idea at the moment, did Huo Yongsen also... come back from that time?

Wan Qian's eyes were hot, and his nose couldn't help being sore. He waited for these words for four full years. In that dark and humid prison, there was a glimmer of hope for redemption.

But he didn't wait, what was waiting for him was a cruel butcher in white clothes, and a cold operating table, which was bone-chillingly cold when the anesthetic was pushed into the body.

He never thought of killing Huo Yongsen's son, but Huo Ting just fell into a pool of blood.

From that moment on, Wan Qian knew that even if Huo Yongsen believed that he had no intention of killing Huo Ting, Huo Ting who stood between them was the shadow of his life.

Suddenly, Wan Qian understood the meaning of reviving this life.