"I..." Wan Ge really wanted to say that the male lead's halo was so obvious that even if the other party wore a mask, it would not affect him at all. The male lead who stood out from the crowd, she just glanced at him and happened to see his cold gaze towards her, and then she thought about it for a while.
Seeing that she seemed to want to explain, Liu Qianliang directly kissed her lips lightly. Wan Ge did not close her eyes, so she could see his deep and dark eyes.
There's a feeling that he not only wants Dao Nanjiangfan, but also wants a knife himself.
The moment Liu Qianliang met her eyes, his already gloomy expression darkened even further.
Wan Ge could clearly feel that he was holding her much tighter, so tightly that she was almost suffocating. He was angry.
Before Wan Ge could even ask why he was angry, she heard him say, "Didn't you say you only liked me? Hmm? So you were just faking it in front of me?"
The expression on her face just now was completely different from the intense possessive look she had given me before.
"Or is it that your ultimate goal is still him, and I'm just something you use to distract yourself?" The other person is her ultimate target, and she is just a temporary substitute.
A smile played on Wan Ge's lips, and her deep eyes seemed to hold a calmer expression as she looked at him. However, Liu Qianliang felt even more uncomfortable seeing her reaction.
Wan Ge simply waved to him, signaling him to lower his head. Liu Qianliang didn't know what she wanted to do, but in the end he still lowered his head.
The next second, Liu Qianliang lost consciousness.
…
Liu Qianliang woke up in a very familiar place, with familiar chains on his feet, and the peony that Wange had given him was now placed beside him.
When Liu Qianliang sat up, he saw Wan Ge pouring tea not far away.
Seemingly noticing that he was awake, Wan Ge stood up and slowly walked towards him.
Liu Qianliang did not struggle at all, silently waiting for the other party to approach, just like when she was locked up here.
Wan Ge sat directly on his lap, her fingertips tracing his face, her beautiful eyes looking at him: "Qian Liang is really disobedient."
Liu Qianliang remained silent, seemingly waiting for her to continue.
Wan Ge leaned against him, her words and tone carrying a hint of resentment, but Liu Qianliang knew she wasn't: "Completely disregarding my feelings, bringing me here whenever she wanted and sending me back whenever she wanted, and taking her anger out on me without caring about anything else."
Liu Qianliang lowered his head upon hearing the last sentence, but he didn't think he was wrong. He just loved her and was too angry. Who told her to look at other men? He clearly couldn't tolerate any other woman besides her, or rather, he couldn't tolerate anyone else.
Seeing that the other person seemed completely unaware of his mistake, Wan Ge did not deliberately provoke him. Her fingertips landed on his belt, and then she lowered her head to kiss him.
…
An hour later, Wan Ge looked at the marks she had left on his fair skin, one after another. She gently ran her fingertips over them. Beneath each of her kisses were scars, left from his self-harm.
The boy, lying on the bed breathing heavily, had rosy cheeks and unfocused eyes. He wasn't paying attention to the person next to him, nor was he looking at the heartache in his eyes.
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