The King of Hell’s Genius Pampered Wife

A familiar voice sounded with a slight husky voice above, "I finally... wait for you!"

"This time, you only belong to me at last!"

Xi Yue widened her eyes in shock, what was Ji Mingyu talking about?

Her hand rested on the man's chest and wanted to push him away. This kind of strong oppression and imprisonment felt that she didn't like it, she didn't like it very much.

However, such a small resistance seemed to anger the man above.

There was a pain in her wrist, her hands were already imprisoned and pressed firmly against the top of her head.

"Ji Mingyu—!" Xi Yue exclaimed, wanting to ask him what he wanted to do.

However, Ji Mingyu moved faster than her.

Just listening to the tear, the clothes on his body have been torn apart, revealing a skin that is more crystal-clear than Xue.

The cold lips fell on her collarbone in front of her chest, with a frantic and cold taste, like punishment and plunder.

Pain, from the surface of the skin, with the cold, penetrated into the bone marrow.

Xiyue shivered violently, and extreme fear surged into her heart, causing her to start desperately struggling.

"Ji Mingyu, you wake up! Tell me, what are you doing?!!!"

Struggling, her arm was cut through the wound and blood oozed out.

During the struggle, bruises appeared on her body.

Once Ji Mingyu's cultivation practice is restored, the gap in strength between her and this man will be like a chasm.

However, she was unwilling to have an intimate relationship with Ji Mingyu at this moment, even if she was bruised all over.

Because the man in front of him had Ji Mingyu's face, but he didn't have a bit of Ji Mingyu's breath. All that remained was cruelty and coldness, savageness and plunder.

This man is not Ji Mingyu, not the man she loves, nor the man she promised to live together.

But if this is not Ji Mingyu, where is Ji Mingyu she loves?

Did you die in a mirage?

Does Ji Mingyu never return to the former Ji Mingyu?

When Xiyue thought this way, she felt a pain in the heart of the cone.

She was so painful that she couldn't breathe, and her tears could no longer help pouring out of her eyes.

"Ji Mingyu, Ji Mingyu... Are you coming back?"

"Ji Mingyu, save me, I hurt..."

The man who was about to invade Xiyue had a struggling flash in his eyes when he heard this sound with a cry of grievance and cry.

The crimson light suddenly appeared, as if two forces were fighting and fighting each other.

Ji Mingyu closed his eyes violently, with a trace of blood on the corners of his mouth, and when he opened it again, the redness at the bottom of his eyes had receded and turned into a dark and clear.

However, when his eyes fell on Xi Yue, seeing her body full of bruises and bruises on her arm with deep visible bones, her eyes shuddered for a while, and the color was red again.

It's just that this time Crimson is not the invasion of the mind, but that he wants to make his own pain and distress for Ling Chi.

"Xi'er!" The hoarse voice gently called the girl's name, and the shaking hands touched the scars on the crystal-clear skin, and the spirit flowed, and the scars disappeared, but he could not erase the pain and blame from his heart.

Hearing this familiar call, Xi Yue slowly recovered, and whirling tears met the man's pitying, painful, and trembling eyes.

The kind of eyes that only reflected her, only loved her, and cared for her were so familiar that she was released from her tense and terrified heart.