Chapter 317: Xuanyuan Mo, I will never forgive you

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Duanmu was even anxious, except for anxiety and fear, such A Xue really made her feel scared.
The speed of Xuanyuan ink was very fast, and it was only a few chances to get to the bedside, and then there was no pity to throw the raft to the bed.
Looking at the side of the clothes, while constantly approaching her Xuanyuan ink, Duanmu squats back and forth in an inch.
"A Xue, you are calmer..." Duanmu's voice was a little trembled. At this moment, she was really scared to the extreme.
Completely ignoring the fearful eyes of Duanmu, Xuanyuan ink directly tore off the coat and threw it on the ground, then leaned over the cover of the raft, and began to tear the end of the raft.
Duanmu was pressed under the body by Xuanyuan ink, and his body began to tremble slightly. His hands clasped his clothes tightly, and his feet continued to squat back and forth. "Xuanyuan Mo, don't be fooled, don't let me hate you."
Xuanyuan ink did not seem to have heard the words of Duanmu's horror, and still quickly tore the clothes of Duanmu.
Soon, the coat of Duanmu, the coat was torn open by Xuanyuan ink, revealing the innermost white apron.
Looking at his moon white apron, Duanmu’s heart was shocked. He reached out and grabbed his clothes. He struggled again and screamed.
Xuan Yanmo, are you crazy?

Looking at the end of the wood, who was trying to grab the clothes and not letting him touch it, Xuanyuan Mok once again ignited two angers. "Yes, I am crazy. I am crazy when he kisses you."
Xuanyuan ink roared straight, and violently pulled off the white apron.
"Ah..." The sudden coolness of the chest made Duanmu screaming out, subconsciously reaching out to cover his chest, but Xuanyuan ink grabbed his hands.
Looking at the Xuanyuan ink that seems to be demonized, Duanmu’s grievances rushed upwards. In her heart, Xuanyuan ink has always been gentle. His former gentle and gentle, soft voice, seems to be still in his ear, but Now he is like this to her.
"Xuanyuan ink, you ..." Duanmu grievances have not finished, they were directly sealed by Xuanyuan ink.
"Oh..." Duanmu was subconsciously trying to struggle, but her hands were locked tightly by Xuanyuan ink, and her body was pressed by Xuanyuan ink.
Duanmu’s subconscious struggles have burned the last sense of Xuanyuan’s ink, and the overwhelming kisses have fallen like rainstorms. Without the gentleness of the weekdays, what is the eagerness to prove? Prove what, perhaps he wants to prove that Duanmu is his, or perhaps he wants to prove that Duanmu is loving him and can accept him.
In the meditation room, the phantom heard the screams from the next room, and the face was reddish and worried.
While reading the book there, although holding a book in his hand, but the eyes and ears are paying attention to the movement next door, listening to the screams of the screams of Duanmu, and holding the book in his hand. The pure scorpion is full of worry.
The phantom squints at the book that has been obscured by the sorrow, and the brow is scornful and whispered. "Ghost Lord, do we want to save the girl?"
When I heard the words, I felt a bitter smile on my lips. "No."
What position does he have in the past, although she said that she tried to associate with him, but everyone knows that they are the real husband and wife, and she has not really accepted him.
The phantom is a little anxious. "Why, if you don't go again, Yunxiao girl can..."
"He won't." The phantom's words have not been finished, they are directly interrupted by the sorrow.
The simple three words are so firm, he believes that he will not hurt her, never.
Listening to the firm words of the meditation, the phantom glimmered in a faint sorrow, when did the ghost master know the beast god?
And there is no one in the room where there is no evil here. Because Jun is innocent at the moment Xuanyuanmo's room, the whole person is attached to the wall like a gecko, eavesdropping on the movement of the next room.
Listening to the screams and roaring sounds next door, there is a flash of excitement in the eyes of the innocent peach eyes. This kid is too violent, but he likes it. For hundreds of thousands of years, he has never seen it. The kid is so violent, I finally saw it today. Hey, although he didn’t see it with his own eyes, it’s almost as clear as listening.
Duanmu's room.
Duanmu's clothes have all been smashed by Xuanyuan ink, and the Duanmu at this moment is almost naked.
Or I was scared, maybe I felt humiliated, and Duanmu suddenly cried out with grievances. "Xuanyuan Mo, I hate you, I hate you..."
Hearing the cry of grievances, Xuanyuan Mo’s body was stiff, and he suddenly stopped his movements. He looked up at the teardrops that Duanmu’s slid down, and his heart slammed. The eyes were slightly annoyed, and he was doing what?
Looking down at Duanmu's almost naked body, the original white skin, now also full of messy blue and red hickey, Xuanyuan ink amber scorpion flashed deep self-blame, he did all to her What? He almost... almost forced her, and a deep fear and regret instantly swept his heart.
Stretching a hand and grabbing the thin one on the side of the raft, leaning over and kissing the tears in the corner of the raft, a look of distressed, "I'm sorry..."
Wherein we are worried that the squatting squabbling in the more than sin.
Xuanyuan ink heard the words, the heart was dug a hole, so that he almost could not breathe, and the clenched fists were tight and tight.
"Well, don't forgive me." The low voice seemed to be scornful, and it seemed to be self-deprecating. Raise your hand and gently wipe the tears from the corners of the eyes, get up and get out of bed, find out from the pile of messy clothes. Box of ointments.
Holding the ointment, Xuanyuan ink went back to the bed, gently opened the thin quilt, and looked at the red marks of different shades. Xuanyuan ink amber scorpion was full of distress and self-blame.
Feeling that the quilt was opened, Duanmu’s heart panicked, and the body began to tremble again.
You...

Duanmu squats tightly on the quilt and wants to pull back the quilt again, but the hand does not make a little effort.
Looking at the scared Duanmu, Xuanyuan’s heart was sore again, and he leaned over and appeased a kiss on Duanmu’s forehead.
Don’t be afraid, I won’t be like that again.
Scared to the end of the wood, Xuanyuan ink is very soft.
Xuanyuan ink said, open the ointment, a little bit of the red marks on the end of the raft.
Xuanyuan ink's movement is very gentle, gentle to the end of the eye of the raft, once again slipped a tear. The cool ointment and the cold fingers, caressing every red mark on the raft, so that the original pain of the fire has been reduced a lot.
Perhaps it was just struggling to get tired, crying for a long time, or perhaps the movement of Xuanyuan ink was too gentle, and Duanmu was gradually falling asleep.
Looking at Duanmu’s eyes and tears, Xuanyuan’s heart is very self-blaming. Today he is really scaring her. Thinking of her sentence
I hate you
, his heart hurts and hurts. She leaned over and printed a kiss on her slightly red lips.
Sorry......
Xuanyuan ink stayed in the room of Duanmu, and stayed until Duanmu woke up.
After Xuanyuan Mo came out of the room of Duanmu, he did not return to his room, but returned directly to the beast world.
When Duanmu woke up, it was near noon.
Thinking of everything last night, Duanmu’s heart was scared. I opened the quilt and looked at the almost red marks that had faded in my body. The end of the raft was flashed with a touch of complexity. Why did he hate him like that to her?
For three days, Duanmu was staying in the room and didn't go out. The cicadas and the innocent people sent food and medicine to the door several times, which made the two people worried.
"Clouds, you come out to eat something, even if you don't eat, the children have to eat." The meditation stood outside the door, gently tapping the door of the raft.
In the room, sitting on the corner of the corner of the bed, listening to the words of the meditation, reached out and gently stroked his raised belly.
The invisible appearance outside the door also came out to persuade, "Yes, my cousin, come out, the bad boy of Mo Yan has gone, he will never bully you again."
The sound of the innocent voice just fell, and the door suddenly opened.
Duanmu slammed out of the room and went straight to the innocent. "Is he gone?" There was a trace of tension in the cold voice.
When I saw Duanmu’s coming out, Jun’s face was rejoicing,
Hey, my cousin, you are coming out.

Did not hear the answer, Duanmu once again stepped forward, still obsessively watching Jun no evil, "You said he left."
Looking at the obsessive end of the raft, Jun no no evil, nodded, "Yes, three days ago, I left." The kid should be back to the beast world, if not to help him look at the meditation Kid, in case he took advantage of it, he also left.
Duanmu smacked a little bit of a step back, and some turned and lost.
Looking at the lost look of Duanmu, there was a bit of pain in the meditation, why did she care about him so much?
"Oh," the door was closed again, as if it had never been opened.
Looking at the door that was re-closed, there was some unclearness in the situation, and blinked and turned to the sorrow. "What happened to her? How did it just come out and go back?"
As if I didn’t hear the words of the innocent, I silently turned and left.
Looking at the back of the sorrowful, some of the lonely backs, the sinless and somewhat depressed grasping the head, what is the situation, how one, two, three are like this, except for him, there is no normal person.
Leaning against the door, Duanmu squat slowly, kneeling with his hands, and buried his face in his knees.
Tears, and then slipped uncontrollably, he left, he just left her away...