Chapter 317 (1/2)

Duanmuxi was even more anxious. In addition to being anxious, she was also afraid. Ah Xue really scared her.

Xuanyuan ink's speed was very fast. He came to the bedside in a few minutes, and then threw duanmuxi onto the bed without pity.

Looking at Xuanyuan Mo, who was constantly approaching her while pulling her clothes, duanmuxi moved back with difficulty inch by inch.

”Ah Xue, calm down...” Duanmuxi's voice trembled slightly. At this moment, she was really scared to the extreme.

Completely ignoring duanmuxi's frightened eyes, Xuanyuan Mo directly pulled off his coat and threw it to the ground, then bent over duanmuxi's delicate body and began to tear duanmuxi's clothes.

Duanmuxi was pressed under him by Xuanyuan ink, and his body began to tremble gently. He held his clothes tightly with his hands, and his feet still rubbed back. ”Xuanyuan ink, don't fool around, don't let me hate you.”

Xuanyuan Mo didn't seem to hear duanmuxi's frightened words at all. He still tore duanmuxi's clothes quickly.

Soon, duanmuxi's coat and inner coat were torn open by Xuanyuan ink, revealing the innermost moon white belly pocket.

Looking at his moon white belly pocket, duanmuxi was surprised. He stretched out his hand and grasped his clothes tightly. He struggled desperately again and screamed, ”xuanyuanmo, are you crazy?”

Looking at duanmuxi who desperately grabbed his clothes and didn't let himself touch, Xuanyuan's ink eyes lit up two groups of anger again, ”yes, I'm crazy. I'm crazy when he kisses you.”

Xuanyuan Mo roared and tore off the moon white belly pocket rudely.

”Ah...” The sudden coolness in his chest made duanmuxi scream. Subconsciously, he stretched out his hand to cover his chest, but xuanyuanmo suddenly grabbed his hands.

Looking at Xuanyuan ink as if it had been demonized, duanmuxi's grievances surged up in bursts. In her heart, Xuanyuan ink has always been gentle. His past tenderness and soft coax and soft voice seem to be still in his ears, but now he should treat her like this.

”Xuanyuanmo, you bastard...” Duanmuxi's aggrieved words haven't finished roaring, so he was directly sealed by Xuanyuan ink.

”Well...” Duanmuxi subconsciously wanted to struggle, but her hands were tightly locked by Xuanyuan ink, and her body was pressed by Xuanyuan ink, so she couldn't move at all.

Duanmuxi's subconscious struggle burned the last bit of reason of Xuanyuan ink, and the overwhelming kisses fell like a rainstorm, without a trace of tenderness on weekdays. It was as if he was eager to prove something? What to prove? Maybe he wants to prove that duanmuxi is his, or he wants to prove that duanmuxi loves him and can accept him.

In Mingyan's room, the phantom heard the screams coming from the next room. Jun's face was slightly red and worried.

While Ming Yan, who is reading over there, although he is holding a book in his hand, his eyes and ears are paying attention to the movement next door. Listening to duanmuxi's scream of panic, Ming Yan is holding the book in his hand, and his pure eyes are full of worry.

The phantom glanced at the book that was caught by Mingyan, frowned and whispered, ”ghost Lord, do we want to save Miss Yunxi?”

The hell Yan hears speech Leng Leng, immediately the lips evokes a trace of wry smile, ”no need.”

What position did he have in the past? Although she said she tried to associate with him, everyone knew that they were the real husband and wife, and she didn't really accept him in her heart.

The phantom was worried when she heard the speech, ”why, if you don't go again, Miss Yunxi will...”

”He won't.” Before the phantom finished, he was directly interrupted by Mingyan.

The three simple words were so firm that he believed he would not hurt her and would never.

Listening to the firm words of hell and Yan, a flash of confusion flashed in the eyes of the phantom. When did the ghost master know the beast God so well?

And the room here is empty. Because Jun Wuxie is in xuanyuanmo's room at the moment. The whole person is stuck on the wall like a gecko, eavesdropping on the movements of the next room.

Listening to the scream and roar next door, a touch of excitement flashed in Jun Wuye's good-looking peach blossom eyes. Mo Heng is a little violent, but he likes it. He hasn't seen the boy so violent for hundreds of thousands of years. Today he finally saw it. Ah, although he didn't see it with his own eyes, it's almost like seeing it when he listens so clearly.

Duanmuxi's room.

Duanmuxi's clothes have been torn by Xuanyuan ink. At the moment, duanmuxi is almost naked.

Or feel afraid, or feel humiliated, duanmuxi suddenly cried out wrongfully, ”xuanyuanmo, I hate you, I hate you...”

Hearing the wronged cry, Xuanyuan Mo's body stiffened, suddenly stopped his action, raised his eyes and looked at the tears falling from duanmuxi. His heart suddenly hurt, and a touch of chagrin crossed the bottom of his eyes. What are you doing?

Looking down at duanmuxi's almost * * body, his original white skin is now full of messy green and red kiss marks. Deep remorse flashed in Xuanyuan's dark amber eyes. What did he do to her? He almost Almost forced her, a deep fear and regret swept through his heart.

He grabbed the thin quilt on one side and covered duanmuxi. He leaned over and kissed the tears from the corners of duanmuxi's eyes. With a distressed face, he said, ”I'm sorry...”

Listening to Xuanyuan Mo's painful sorry, duanmuxi felt more wronged in his heart, and the tears in his eyes became more and more urgent. ”Xuanyuan Mo, I will never forgive you.”