Love in Another Life: My Gentle Tyrant

Xuan closed his painful eyes and ignored him. He slowly walked in against the wall.

The dragon does not squeeze into a fist from his hand hanging on the side of his clothes.

Bring her here. Why, the rain in the middle of the night? Why? To pick up that piece of paper she threw all over the floor? Then he put it in his arms...

Xuan felt only a pain in her back. The man came behind her silently and held her up.

“Let go, asshole, you hurt my wound.” She was angry, unfortunately not recovering in strength, and was flushed with rain and cold, shouting only a shivering dud.

Dragon ignored her, holding her tight in her arms and walking into the yard.

“The slave (s) beat the emperor. ”

In the courtyard, everyone knelt down and watched the situation of dragon divorce from the wax was shocked and confused.

“Roll!” The dragon is not off the cold.

“Let go of me, dragonfly, you bastard! ”

Butterfly and others were frightened and even dropped their umbrellas, staring at the Emperor in the rain and kicking her mother's main house door open.

Xuan was thrown hard into the mattress, and the dragon did not wave away. The door slammed shut, isolating the thunderstorms.

Dragon did not hold his lips tight, his face grew shady, his hands pulled up, and the brocade fell on the lamp shelf of the bed.

Light spots from several beads of the night barbed the chamber.

Xuan had always wondered where the Night Pearl was placed, and the moment before, he was dazzled by this sudden glow, but suddenly saw the dragon not one step closer to the bed.

That soft light dragged his dark painted back into huge pieces.

The wax started to get scared. That kind of chestnut comes from the bottom of your heart, from the wreckage of your limbs, from every pore in your body.

“What are you still doing--” she bit her teeth and couldn't help but show weakness.

Dragon didn't leave Phoenix's eyes and stared at her half. “I thought you'd let me sleep with a woman. Tonight I want you to be mine. ”

He said that his hands had waved down the curtain.

She saw his blackening eyes on her clothes as her head fainted and her chestnut grew clearer.

She couldn't help but fall on herself with his gaze.

In a hot shock, he reached for his clothes.

“It's too late. ”

With a low admonition, the man gently ripped open her uniform.

What did he want? Didn't he always want her?

“Dragon, don't make me hate you.” She shook her head desperately and retreated to the corner of the bed.

Dragon couldn't help but reach out and squeeze her chin, his eyes flashed cold.

“Hate? You don't deserve this! You are my woman. It is your duty to please me. ”

His words disappeared into her mouth.

He kissed her again, struggling with his life, and he glanced at her and pressed her head down.

She was inescapable.

She was angry and panicked, but forgot to struggle alone.

His fingers were tormenting her, but she fainted into his eyes.

His eyes, she never understood.

Then she saw the dragon not away from the tight eyebrows, his throat slightly moved, with his breath of warm kiss, and fell on her eyes.

She heard his voice smash in her ear, "Don't cry. ”

The cold, first time I heard it, I felt like a voice that could pierce centuries of time, like the water on the stone tip of the clock, could shape the original infinity into countless divine shows.

I couldn't help crying any less.

For a long time, she pushed him away with shame.

He bent his elbow over her.

He stirred him for a moment and suddenly reached out and picked off his bandaged cord of gold, which was like a waterfall, his hair scattered and a few slices slipped into her palm with wet, cold water beads.

She muttered, "I can't just mess around. ”

He frowned and laughed, reaching for her equally damp hairs--

The pearls were thin, on the ground, and the clothes fell on the floor, and the bright yellow satin was wrapped in moon-white compliments.

The wind slipped through the window and slightly dragged the curtain.

Heavy breath.

“Xuan...”

“Don't call me like every woman who calls you -” The pain of being torn swallowed, “I rank seventh at home...”

“Um, Seven...”

She was asleep and had tears in her eyes.

And want her.

Never wanted to be alone like that.

Perhaps because she was his wife, she belonged to him, but for some obscure reason he didn't want to touch her, and until tonight he didn't want to repress her and take it back from him. That's why it's so hard.

It's just, what's that slightly twisted feeling on the bottom of your heart, and why you put her here for the time being?

Slight irritability.

He frowned and withdrew from her.

Pick up the clothes on the floor and put them on.

Look at the sky, it's almost morning time.

He stood up and his hair fell down. Issued... suddenly remembered her words and turned to look at her.

He lifted his lips and sat back, reaching for her nose.

Xuan was dreaming and chasing Jade Ring to eat in the restaurant. Suddenly, Jade Ring said: “Qi, look at you outside the window. ”

Suspicious, he looked out the window and fell into a narrow pair of eyes.

Hold it while you breathe, but it's getting harder and harder...

She opened her eyes violently and saw a man staring at her with his elbows beneath her bed. Her eyes narrowed and she was lazy.

“Who are you?” She also has a fuzzy, low profile.

The man's face changed slightly, and the dark paint eyes became darker.

Her nose hurts.

She woke up in a flash, patting the man's hand open, irritated: "Dragon, you bastard! ”

The dragon held her to her knees without leaving her behind. The tone was chilling. “I'm about to go up. Didn't you say you wanted to help me with my hair? ”

“Come out.”

The devil laughed and hated, “No. ”

Dragon smiled and even held her up again.

“Go back. ”

Dragon didn't stare at her for a moment, but put her hand on his hair.

“Tired?” She whispered.

The gentleness on her lips seemed to fall on his heart with that shallow voice, and he held her in his arms.

“Does it still hurt?” Big hands touched her back.

"It hurts!" he remembered last night when his face was so hot that a fire broke out. ”

His voice faded a little: “It doesn't hurt to do it more than once. ”

Gentle cruelty, how can one have these two extremes? But that near-crude possession gave her the feeling that he had a slight loss of control over her. That makes her kind of sadly satisfied.

Finally, he put her back in bed and got up and stayed out.

“Dragonfly, why did you put me here?” She made a slight noise.

The figure was slightly stiff.

“Don't you not love the palace? Isn't it a good idea to take care of the injuries here? ”

“When will you take me back?” She asked lightly, though she did not want to go back, what was going on in the palace.

He put her here, and that thing probably had nothing to do with her.

“Yuzhi is about to get married, the palace is busy, you can rest here best, I will come tonight. ”

He whispered and didn't go back out of the room.

Three days later.

That night, Long Fei didn't come. She came to see Dr. Choi and a bowl of medicine. Medicine that keeps people from getting pregnant.

What does Princess Jade do with her wedding? Outside the courtyard, the cuckoo wrapped its hands around the banana grove in front, just laughing.

Every day, she would stand here all day.

Three days ago, she would have yelled, and three nights ago, he broke her wings. The next powerful possession put him in her head for a few moments.

“Ma'am, go home.” Around you, the butterfly hurts.