Chapter 611

Then hate each other.

Her body was extremely exhausted, but her spirit had no sleepiness.

Perhaps she persisted to the limit, but she still fell into a drowsy sleep.

The door opened quietly.

Yan Shiting's tall and majestic body appeared in the room. He deliberately walked lightly, walked to the edge of the bed and sat down, staring at her extremely tired sleeping face, his sharp eyes like an eagle filled with deep love.

After being raped by her nearly six years ago, he fell in love with her unknowingly from his initial hatred and anger.

She left a deep imprint on his heart.

But she disappeared for more than five years!

Over the years, no one knew how empty and tormented his heart was, and how afraid he was of never seeing her again!

He was humiliated by her rape in the first place. As smart as he was, he already knew that she was trying to encourage him to cheer up after he was burned. Her behavior made him so angry that he really didn't feel depressed for a moment.

He has been tossing and enjoying her body unscrupulously in the past two days. It is him releasing the fear of losing her for more than five years, and it is his heart that is sinking in fear!

He was punishing her for leaving him for so many years!

God knows that seeing her in pain would make his heart feel a hundred times, a thousand times more painful than hers.

Several times he almost softened his heart. Seeing her unable to move on the bed, he wanted to hold her tightly in his arms, cover her with a quilt, bathe her, and dress her...

But he can't.

Must be punished.

If you don't give her some color, I'm afraid she won't have a long memory. Because he can no longer bear her leaving, he can no longer bear her disappearance, he must tie her tightly to his side!

He stretched out his big palm and gently rubbed his slender fingertips on her face.

In her sleep, she was so tired that she couldn't open her eyes. Her long eyelashes trembled. She showed no sign of waking up and was still deeply asleep.

He leaned down and got close to her face, the wings of his nose intertwined with the bridge of her straight nose, and his dark pupils were filled with deep love.

Sniffing the warm breath she exhaled, he inhaled all the air she exhaled into his nose.

Cheng Yingxuan slept uneasily in her sleep. She was having a terrifying dream and began to dream about being happily together with Yan Shiting. When he knew that she had raped him, his face suddenly changed and he became a murderer. King Yama blinked, and without hesitation he took out his pistol and shot her in the chest.

It was like there was a hole in her heart, and blood was pouring out in spurts, and she couldn't even close the hole.

He didn't feel sorry for her at all, and watched coldly as her blood dried up and she turned into a lifeless corpse.

Even if she died in the dream, she didn't cry out in pain or say a word.

Yan Shiting looked down at the woman in his arms. She closed her eyes tightly, and there were thin beads of sweat on her forehead, as if she was having a terrifying dream.

He originally didn't want to touch her, but seeing her like this, he couldn't help but stretched out his arms to hug her tightly.

In her dream, she suddenly felt as uncomfortable as being trapped in iron pliers, and she wanted to struggle violently.

He gently patted her back, soothing her like a child. That tenderness made her gradually quiet down in her nightmare.

I don't know how long she slept. When Cheng Yingxuan woke up, the night had just dawned, and the white fish belly appeared in the east.

I picked up the phone on the bedside table and checked the time. It was already the next morning.

After getting enough sleep, her mental and physical strength recovered a lot.