Xun He let go of her, and slowly bent his slender and fragile knuckles like jade chopsticks, slowly wiping away the crystal on her lips, his movements filled with indescribable ambiguity and tenderness.
"Miss, Xun He will not hurt you again."
Pan Shu was stunned.
Lift your eyes and look at him.
But under the moonlight, the young man was still so cold and lonely, as isolated from the world as a cold moon.
His tone was serious.
So much so that Pan Shu's heart subconsciously shuddered for a moment.
She feigned confusion, frowning and glaring at him, "What do you mean?"
Xun He couldn't explain this to her. He bent down and touched his red lips, "Miss, kiss me and I'll tell you."
The young man was only half a finger away from her, so close that if Ban Shu just raised her head, she could kiss his lips.
There was a bottomless vortex hidden in his eyes.
Under the vortex, I don’t know whether it is gentleness or another extreme violence.
It seemed that when gentleness reached its extreme, the young man appeared somewhat morbid, crazy and violent.
Without hesitation, Pan Shu put her arms around his neck and kissed his lips hard. At the end, she licked him gently in a soothing manner.
Like a kitten.
Xunhe's cold eyes suddenly became full of spring.
"Good girl," he said.
Pan Shu still held his neck with both hands, pushing him down, frowning fiercely, "Speak."
"What?" Xun He teased her deliberately.
"What do you mean by that?"
"What did you say?"
The girl glared at him, "Xunhe, what do you mean, are you deliberately teasing me?"
"Maybe." Xun He chuckled softly.
He pinched the girl's snow-white, soft cheek flesh, without using much force, but with a hint of inexplicable, heart-pounding tenderness, "I'm too lazy to talk."
"Miss, you don't need to know so much."
Pan Shu said "Oh" with a lack of interest, "If you don't want to tell me, then don't tell me. I don't really want to know anyway."
She turned her head and saw Xun He looking at her and laughing. She suddenly became a little annoyed. "What are you laughing at? Is it funny?"
"No."
Xunhe just felt that at this moment, she was so alive and beautiful.
No longer the naive and ignorant lady in the game copy.
But, herself.
Xun He wanted her to be herself.
That's good.
"Miss, do you have a name?" Xun He suddenly asked. Afraid that she didn't understand, he explained, "Just like Eros is called Eros, and I am called Xun He, a name like that."
"I have no idea."
The girl lowered her head and clutched the corner of the quilt, her voice lowered, "No one has ever called my name."
Xun He was startled, and his heart was filled with a sharp pain.
He was quiet for two seconds, then said, "You'll know."
Dark clouds completely obscured the bright full moon, and the light in the room dimmed in an instant. Xun He opened the door and stood at the entrance with his back to the light, "Miss."
Pan Shu raised her head, "Hmm?"
"Good night." Xun He said with a smile.
"Oh, good night."
The door locked with a "click".
Pan Shu suddenly saw the young man leaning against the windowsill with a card hooked on his fingertips.
The posture is lazy and unrestrained.
In the dim moonlight, you can vaguely see the intricate and gorgeous patterns on the cards, like some kind of ancient chanting spell.
The boy calmly folded the card in half and threw it out the window.
The next second, the card turned into dust in the wind and disappeared completely.
Pan Shu asked curiously, "What is that?"
Chu Song paused, then raised his lips with a half-smile, "Why should I tell you?"
Pan Shu did not force an answer. She yawned and said, "How did you get in? I didn't even notice you." Even Xun He didn't notice.
I guess that card is a system item, probably used to conceal aura or something like that?
The young man curled his bright red lips into a subtle arc like a demon, his eyes turning colder, "He kissed you."
"Looking for Crane? Yes."
Pan Shu admitted it frankly, as if she didn't think it was something difficult to talk about.
She sighed, "You two, why are you all up in my room so late at night and acting crazy? Am I too good-tempered? You're not afraid of me."
"Yeah," Chu Song sneered, "I also want to figure out what's wrong with me."
"We really should call Xunhe over," he said.
"What do you want to do by calling him here?" asked Pan Shu.
The boy stared at her slightly swollen red lips for a long time with a half-smile, then gritted his teeth in dissatisfaction, "Let him watch me kiss you."
"Why should I be the only one watching?"
"oh."
Chu Song was unhappy.
He leaned lazily on the windowsill, staring at her quietly.
His slender white fingertips casually brushed away the dew on the rose leaves and gently twisted the wet fingertips. Even such a simple action sounded seductive when he did it.
Chu Song followed Xun He in after seeing him come in.
He saw how Xunhe struggled and how he gave up.
The night light was dim, and the boy lowered his eyes, with complex emotions in his eyes that were difficult to discern, and no one knew what he was thinking.
so.
What Xunhe failed to accomplish.
Is he going to continue doing it?
Chu Song asked himself this question when the sharp thorns on the rose branches suddenly pierced his fingertips, and drops of blood rolled down onto the delicate and tempting petals, making them even more gorgeous.
Even this little rose knows how to protect its master.
Chu Song curled his lips.
never mind.
He couldn't possibly lose to Xun He.
We can't let him be the bad guy.
Otherwise, this vengeful young lady would only hate him, and he would be so unlucky.
"What's the matter with you? I'm sleepy." Pan Shu frowned and said impatiently.
Chu Song took two steps at a time and walked to the bedside. He bent down, his voice filled with a slight smile and a hint of grievance. "Is it difficult for you to be loyal to me, young lady?"
It's very difficult.
Asking a bad girl to be loyal.
Isn't this hooliganism?
Pan Shu thought so in her heart and blinked innocently, "What does loyalty mean?"
"That means you can only let one man kiss you." Chu Song coaxed, his voice extremely alluring, "Only smile at one man, and only do happy things with one man."
Pan Shu slowly raised her hand to tuck the loose hair on her cheek behind her ear, her delicate eyebrows and eyes filled with lazy charm, "But, if I am loyal, that man will definitely not be you."
"But think about it, if I wasn't loyal, you would still be able to stand in front of me and say these words to me. If I was loyal, you wouldn't even have the chance to stand in front of me."
For a moment, Chu Song was convinced by her twisted logic.
The boy shrugged lazily, "How do you know that man won't be me?"
Pan Shu curled her lips, "You are not worthy of me."
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