"In my memory, Ali and Wenze always had a good relationship, at least before that incident happened."

Seeing Yan Li nod, Que Fu seemed to be lost in some kind of memory and began to speak in detail.

"I heard that Wen Ze was able to survive entirely because of your secret help and the potion that you developed to change his eye color."

"The king has always favored you, so he naturally condoned your behavior."

"At that time, although Wenze was still young, he was a few years older than Ali, so he was raised in the palace as a first-class guard and never left your side."

"It is ostensibly to protect you, but in reality, it is also to use your name to protect the last bloodline of the old lord in the world."

"Originally, the whole country should have forgotten about this matter, but unexpectedly, on your sixteenth birthday, his red eyes suddenly reappeared in the world, and just at that moment, the enemy army on the border attacked, and in just half a day, they broke through three cities."

"The old prophecy has been used against us again, and everyone is pointing the finger at Wenze. The royal ministers have jointly petitioned to have Wenze, the priest, executed."

"Wenze seems to have pinned his last hope on you, but you refuse to see him and even sent a maid to say that you have no relationship with him and that he can be dealt with however he wants."

"Later, Wenze went to the border to fight the enemy, and I don't need to go into what happened after that."

Yan Li frowned again: "Is that all?"

She couldn't understand it.

Que Fu hesitated for a moment, thought for a moment, and shook his head. "There is nothing else to say."

"If Ah Yan wants to know something, why don't you just come and ask me?"

Just as Yan Li was thinking of getting more information from Que Fu, a cold voice came from the doorway.

"It seems that Ah Yan has really forgotten that I said before that I don't like you associating with him."

"It's one thing for him to bring you medicine yesterday, but why did you secretly come to see him today without telling me?"

Wen Ze was probably really angry. Before Yan Li could explain, he went forward and pulled her out.

Yan Li naturally didn't want to cooperate, but Wen Ze, seeing that he couldn't pull her away, simply picked her up by the waist and carried her straight to the master bedroom.

"Don't you want to know what happened back then?"

"Isn't it more interesting for me to tell you myself than to hear it from someone else?"

Wen Ze, like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, bared his claws and pressed Yan Li tightly onto the bed.

His red eyes deepened, locking her firmly in his gaze, ignoring her futile resistance.

"Ah Yan, you've completely forgotten what happened that day."

"But it's okay, you'll remember eventually."

Wen Ze chuckled softly.

Yan Li was pinned down by Wen Ze, her hands still bound to the bed, and could only show weakness: "Can we talk this out properly?"

This posture is indeed high-risk.

"Maybe not, Ayan." Wen Ze grabbed Yan Li's hands with one hand, and began to do something naughty with the other.

Yan Li's skin was fair with a rosy glow, and a slight pressure could leave a mark.

From a medical perspective, he is somewhat ill, but Wen Ze is extremely fond of his morbid psychology.

They even had a morbid desire to leave this mark on her body.

He gently stroked her eyebrows and eyes. "That night, A-Yan refused my marriage proposal, saying that he had no romantic feelings for me and even wanted to drive me away."

"In my haste, I tied A-Yan to the bed."

Yan Li's eyes widened in surprise.

?

!

What did she hear?!

But Wen Ze showed no sign of backing down.

"Hmm, Ah Yan told me to think carefully about what I did afterwards..."

Wen Ze suddenly chuckled, then covered Yan Li's mouth before she could speak, "If you don't let me speak, I'm going to do it."

Yan Li's mouth was covered, so she couldn't speak at all.

"I remember kissing you."

As he spoke, Wen Ze actually started to speak.

Yan Li was also stunned, her mind went blank, as if she had stopped, and she even forgot to struggle.

Wen Ze placed a light kiss on her forehead, "I kissed you here." Then he kissed her brows and eyes, "I kissed you here too." Next, he kissed her cheek, "And here."...

In just a moment, Wen Ze kissed almost her entire face.

Yan Li felt utterly filthy; his entire face was covered in his saliva.

Even if someone is good-looking, they shouldn't act like a hooligan.

Before Yan Li could think of a way to escape, Wen Ze suddenly grabbed her clothes.

The sound of tearing fabric was extremely jarring in the quiet room.

His kisses gradually landed on the back of her neck, her shoulders, and even seemed to be moving downwards.

Yan Li had never experienced anything like this before. The kisses and hugs before were one thing, but now the two of them were so close, and his behavior was even more frivolous.

When Wen Ze looked up again, he found that Yan Li's eyes were already red, and his eyes were filled with tears, so he had no choice but to give up.

He only meant to bluff, but he actually did something outrageous.

But he couldn't help it.

He was a mad dog, and she was the bone. Whenever he got close to her, all he wanted to do was carry her back to his den and devour her piece by piece.

"Why doesn't Ayan like me?" Wen Ze asked in a low voice, but his lips once again approached Yan Li's neck.

Yan Li: ...

Who the hell would like a pervert?!

She's someone who avoids people even when reading erotic novels, let alone the fact that a pervert is already by her side. She wishes she could bury herself in a coffin.

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