Chapter 567 Song Zhao Is About to Give up on Him 4

The burning heat of Song Zhao's burn was covered with ice-cold ointment, which relieved the burning sensation.

The anxiety in my heart became more and more obvious.

She looked dazed, dazed and ignorant and asked him softly, "Then what do you want from me?"

What has been done has already been done, and there is no time machine to go back and change history.

She also tried her best to make up for it, and she didn't know what to do to make him feel free.

In the end, is it really going to be like the elder brother, never going back to the past?

Grandma asked her to coax the ministers, she has no experience in coaxing people.

"If you are really puzzled, you can kill me three times." Song Zhao racked his brains and could only come up with such a way to coax people, "I am here, you can kill me however you want—— "

Before he could finish the rest of the sentence, Si Yu pulled Song Zhao's ankle hard with his wrist, and pulled Song Zhao into his arms.

Song Zhao's back was pressed by the man's arm, and his cheek touched his heaving chest,

Then Si Yu lowered his neck, tilted his head, and bit the back of her neck.

He put in all his strength and bit hard, bleeding directly from the bite.

Song Zhao hissed, trembling, his painful toes curled up in his palm.

Blood filled between his lips and teeth, and Si Yu pressed the tip of his teeth on the wound and licked it, "It's up to me to decide how to settle the score."

The man's hoarse voice rang in her ears, and his breath was scalding hot.

Song Zhao curled up in his arms and was forced to raise his head, stretching out his long swan neck.

For a moment, she felt that Si Yu might want to tear her apart.

The girl was panting slightly, her thin eyelids trembled slightly, her clear eyes were pure black, her eyes outlined Si Yu's eyebrows, tracing every inch of them.

"If I had known that I would like you so much, from the first time I saw you, I would have treated you very well and would not have made you suffer."

I really like him.

Like him protecting her.

Like him smiling at her.

I like to hear his voice calling her Ah Zhao.

I like his eyebrows, his emotions, the feeling of him kissing her.

I don't know when it started, but he has been deeply stationed in her heart.

Song Zhao couldn't imagine what Si Yu would be like if another woman appeared beside her one day.

I want him to belong only to her, and I want him to have no one else in his eyes.

That's why he gave up his dignity and came to chase and ask him in a humble way.

Hope he doesn't go, hope he can choose her, hope he can give her a chance.

The eyes are darkened inch by inch.

He paused for a moment, then gasped heavily.

Si Yu felt that his heart seemed to be divided into two halves at this moment.

Half of them fell into the endless vortex uncontrollably following the sweet words Song Zhao said, while the other half froze and didn't dare to move, still insisting on the only defense, restraining him to be sober and calm.

"elder brother."

Song Zhao called out softly.

Si Yu's eyes sank.

The girl's bright red lips exhaled fragrance, and her exquisite and graceful body seemed to stick to him, her lust lingering.

"Believe me."

Song Zhao said.

Raising her arms, she took the initiative to hug his neck, moved her little head up, and gently kissed his protruding Adam's apple.

Si Yu froze, his Adam's apple slid up and down.

He swallowed, and said in a hoarse voice, "Get off Benhou."

Song Zhao seemed to have never heard of it.

She doesn't know how to coax people, thinking that Ruo Siyu still likes her, she must be happy that she treats him like that.

She leaned against his broad chest, grabbed his shoulders and neck and raised her little head, imitating how he had bitten her before, biting the bulge of his neck in her mouth and biting it lightly for a while.

As soon as she bit it, the protruding Adam's apple rolled faster and faster, getting closer, and the sound of the man swallowing saliva could be heard in her ears.

After hesitating for a moment, the girl carefully stretched out her soft pink tongue, and tentatively touched it,

"Brother, let's get married."

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