He remembered the figure pleading with him, but he didn't want to kill his Shushu.
How could he possibly hurt his lover?
"If she doesn't die, then it's your turn!"
Dongfang Xuan lowered his eyes, shutting out the painful sound and completely ignoring it, and grasped Shen Wangshu's hand.
His gaze hardened, but he resolutely refused to tell Shen Wangshu about the details he had seen in his dream, the things that belonged to Shen Wangshu and the other Ah Xuan. Instead, he smiled again and gently whispered in the girl's ear, "It's so good that you can't remember. I'm so glad. From now on, you're mine alone."
Amidst Shen Wangshu's laughter, which was both amusing and exasperating, and a smile spreading across his face, he too broke into a smile. The two beautiful young men and women leaned against each other until the car stopped. Shen Wangshu then took Dongfang Xuan's hand and got out of the car, only to be stunned once again.
The enormous, tall, golden school gate, even though Si Chun had seen it a hundred times in her memory, still felt awe-inspiring.
"That's pure gold!" Shen Wangshu continued to tremble.
The only time she could vaguely recall was in the past life of the spendthrift Princess Luan Wang, but even then, she didn't seem to use pure gold as a door.
Aren't you afraid of it being stolen?
The boy even smiled with a hint of smugness.
Then, his gaze darkened slightly and fell on a tall, handsome man surrounded by many people beside the golden school gate.
With jet-black hair and eyes, and an upright posture, he resembled an emperor of the night.
He looked at Shen Wangshu who was looking over, and walked over with an imposing aura. He lowered his eyes, looked at the beautiful girl, and a cold, sharp smile appeared on his face.
"You think I'll let you go?" Nangong Yao suddenly raised his hand.
The hand bore some small, gruesome wounds, tinged with blood, clearly inflicted by Shen Wangshu's leather shoes last night.
With a hint of ambiguity and seduction, he licked his wounds, his gaze wicked, "What a shrewish woman."
Shen Wangshu fell silent.
With a very puzzled expression, she asked Nangong Yao, "Do you really enjoy licking other people's shoe soles?"
Even after washing, how could someone put their fingers, which had been stepped on by her leather shoes, into their mouth?
What kind of taste is that!
The charismatic CEO's face turned ashen.
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