Chapter 953: Lan Le’s Helplessness

"You actually investigated me." She said tremblingly, not because she was angry, but because her voice was hoarse because of heartache.

"You are my wife, and I have the right to know your past." Qilin stretched out his hand and touched the blood on her neck. There was a little skin cut there, and he really showed no mercy to himself.

Lan Le sat still.

Qilin leaned down and hugged Lan Le: "Lan Le, forget that man. Now you are my wife, and the only person who will accompany you in the future will be me. Be my wife, and you will be very happy."

Lan Le panicked, her body was held tightly by him, and she felt the warmth coming from his body. She chuckled: "You are the one who ruined all this. You are the one who ruined my happiness. What qualifications do you have now?" Are you here to give me happiness? If you hadn’t lied to me to get the marriage certificate, I wouldn’t be like this now.”

In fact, she was not blaming, but she was afraid, resentful, and had too much pain.

Qilin let go of Lan Le, and the tenderness in his eyes seemed to be burned out by flames: "Since you won't eat the soft ones, it seems that you will eat the hard ones!"

With that said, he pushed Lan Le forcefully onto the bed. He grabbed her wrist with one hand, held it firmly to the head of the bed, and roughly pulled it away with his big palm.

"No, no, no!" Lan Le struggled.

However, Qilin turned a deaf ear to her words and did not listen at all. The fabric was torn apart easily by her sharp claws like pieces of paper.

He was very strong, but Lan Le's resistance was completely ineffective here. He treated her rudely, as if she were a slave.

At this time...

A trace of blood flowed from Lan Le's mouth. It was a dazzling bright red. Suddenly, Qilin let go of her hands and pinched her mouth open with his big palm.

At this time, the mouth was full of blood.

"Do you want to bite your tongue and kill yourself?"

Lan Le had tears streaming down her face, her face was pale and weak, she didn't speak, her eyes were empty, and she looked as embarrassed as an abandoned little animal.

Qilin frowned, looked at her petite body, threw her face away and stood up.

Lan Le didn't move or even cover her body. She didn't know what she was doing. She was obviously married to Qilin, but why was she so unwilling? Like a toy being played with, is her life really like this?

Qilin looked down at Lan Le, who was lifeless on the bed, like a corpse. His face was filled with anger: "Huh, okay! Lan Le, remember, you are my wife. She will be my wife for the rest of her life! You can never run away after marrying me! You'd better forget about that man as soon as possible and become my woman completely. Otherwise, even if you die, your body will still be mine! "

After leaving the words, Qilin's eyes flashed with a sharp light. He glanced at Lan Le and walked out of the new house without looking back.

Lan Le lay on the bed in a panic. After Qilin left, she curled up and tears slid down her cheeks... At this moment, she really hated herself.

God, why are you torturing me like this? It would be better for me to live like this and die! It would be great if the heart could die. How long should it take for me to completely kill the heart?

Tears flowed uncontrollably and the room was filled with sadness. This night, Qilin was sleeping in the guest room.

In the early morning, the sun reflected in.

Through the thick curtains of the hotel, a few rays of sunlight filtered in from the slits. Moxue lay on the bed, turned over lazily, and put her hand directly on something.

Hmm... This thing is soft, textured, and warm. What is it? Like a big ragdoll.

With her eyes closed, she vaguely touched the things on the bed. The feeling felt like skin. It turned out that it was not a puppet but a person.

"Hmm..." While sleeping, Mo Xue snorted and hugged the person next to her tightly. This must be Huo'er, right? Someone she often sleeps with.

Mo Xue's hands casually touched the person's body.

Hey...why does Huo'er have breast muscles? Huh? Why is Huo'er's meat so hard? Wow, Huo'er even has biceps. Huh!

No, no!

Moxue's mind was confused, but in her sleepy state, she couldn't react for the moment.

"Have you touched enough?" An evil and cold voice sounded.

This voice? How could Huo'er's voice be so hoarse and low? This voice clearly belonged to a man, and it sounded a little familiar, as if... I had heard it somewhere!

Thinking about it, Mo Xue suddenly opened her eyes.

When she saw the person in her eyes, with golden hair and silver-grey eyes, he was sleeping next to her. Mo Xue immediately closed her eyes again and covered her head with Kuaishou's quilt.

Fake, fake, fake!

She seemed to have seen Jiu Lanlong's face just now. She must have been dreaming. How could she sleep with Jiu Lanlong? How is that possible!

So I am 100% sure this is a dream.

She curled up tightly on the bed, her hands clutching the quilt.

"What are you doing? Are you pretending to sleep?" Jiu Lanlong reached out to pull the quilt to pull her out of the quilt.

Mo Xue clutched the quilt tightly and refused to let go, muttering crazily: "This is a dream, this is a dream...Jiu Lanlu, get out of here and let the nightmare go away!"

Jiu Lanlu let go of the quilt: "Ha..." couldn't help but chuckle: "Do you think you are dreaming? Don't be naive, come out quickly!"

His voice was so real, not fake at all, but Mo Xue still comforted herself that it was all fake.

When the always warm big hands touched her waist under the quilt...

The familiar warmth and touch made Mo Xue's eyes widen in an instant. She lifted the quilt and stared at Jiu Lanlu: "What are you doing!"

"Let you wake up a little bit." Jiu Lanlu said matter-of-factly.

At this moment, Mo Xue only had two words in her mind: wake up! There was no chaos at all in the morning. She turned her head mechanically and looked at the window, looking at the few rays of sunlight reflected from the outside, and her whole body trembled instantly. Why is all that comes to mind? Why?

Why is she here? !

Why do you sleep with Jiu Lanlong?

Oh my god, what the hell happened? Why can’t I remember anything clearly? Oh my god, you have to be kidding me.

The black eyes instantly became sharp, and he looked back at Jiu Lanlong: "Why are you here? Why do we sleep together? What happened?!"

Jiu Lanlong stretched out, put her big hand on Mo Xue's shoulder, and pushed her back: "Don't you think it's still early, shouldn't we sleep a little longer?"

Mo Xue pushed his big palm away and sat up like a spring. Now her head was covered in sweat: "Tell me, what's going on?!"