Chapter 811 (1/2)

In my mind, I recall the picture of that night.

She smelled mint on that man

When he held her just now, he was very gentle. He didn't look like a bad person at all, but later

The blood of Yan Ling's whole body seems to have solidified.

Recalling her scenes with Yi Haiyin, every contact, that unspeakable sense of familiarity and resistance from the bottom of my heart.

Every time, his kiss, his touch, she was afraid.

She always thought that it was the shadow she could not forget, but never thought that it was the familiar feeling on him that constantly stimulated her memory.

Yi Haiyin

How could it be Yi Haiyin

In the dark pupil of Yan Ling's son, he burst out a little bit of shock and fear. His thin body kept retreating.

The whole body began to shake violently.

Bei teeth forced to bite the lips, biting cherry lips Qinchu blood also forgot to loosen, voice broken, ”how can it be you I must be dreaming... ”

Yi Haiyin in her mind is not such a person.

How could he be such a person

That night's cruelty and plunder, like a nightmare, let people collapse.

If it wasn't for her, would he do the same to others?

What's the difference between Yi Haiyin and the devil?

He is a devil

”Ling'er...” Yi Haiyin's cold eyes catch the fear of her fundus. As soon as the pupil is tight, her heart seems to be pulled tight by a hand.

As if to feel, she is slowly leaving his life, the kind of palpitations, stimulate his brain.

He reached out to her, almost praying to open his mouth, trying to hold her.

”Don't touch me!” His fingertips are less than one centimeter away from her, and Yan Ling is like being stabbed by a needle, shrinking into a corner.

A pair of beautiful pupil, full of fear of him, hands tightly holding the quilt, will own tightly surrounded.