Chapter 168 A Date with Blood and Death
The tip of the whip was not sharp, but as long as she flicked it gently, it would leave marks on his delicate neck.
Sylvie raised her chin slightly, letting her whip drop.
Qianzhi's fingertips trembled and she tried to move her fingers away, but they were held firmly by Xiweier.
"Qianqian is so soft-hearted and gentle," he squeezed her hand and let her touch his bare and hot skin. "Qianqian should know that every mark you leave on my body is a reward for me."
The tip of the whip passed over his fair neck, and the red marks spread like vines and snakes, over his taut skin, and fell into her eyes with a burning look.
The undulating cold white chest and abdomen were half-hidden under the man's tattered underwear, showing a special charm.
Sylvie wrapped her hand around his.
There were gravel-like calluses on his knuckles and palms, which felt tingling and numb on the back of her hand.
"If Qianqian wants to use these weapons, she might as well use me."
He lowered his voice, leaned forward and kissed her face.
Blocking out the coldness of the weapons in the vast space, the girl's vision was filled with warm and bright blue.
"I use these weapons better than anyone else. I can help Qianqian accomplish all her ideas and what she wants to do next."
His little girl didn't trust them enough and was even planning to solve everything on her own.
But he would not force her to speak out her inner thoughts. He just hoped to be the sharp blade in her hand, stand with her, and go with her on a wonderful date of blood and soul.
Xi Weir's words made the girl's eyelashes tremble, and she moved back slightly, as if trying to avoid his next words.
The words Rhodes said before he disappeared, and Claude's sticky gaze, repeatedly reminded her, forcing her to be on guard.
If Claude is really...
What should she do?
Kill him, like before?
She glanced at the cold heavy metals around her that were glowing with cold light.
They seemed to transform into her vines, repeatedly piercing Pierre's body.
At this moment, her mind rang with her mother's gentle touch and Er's heart-wrenching roar as he hugged her tightly.
And, in the moment when her vision blurred and her consciousness disappeared, the man who gathered darkness opened his chest, and power surged out of his body and then passed to her along the connecting bond.
It turns out that the man has other emotions besides resentment and hatred.
When the darkness and violent fog in his eyes faded away, she seemed to be able to glimpse the tiny dots of light.
And this light became clearer and brighter in the eyes of a man named Leon Claude.
Just like the gloomy mood when he looked at the skeleton, and the sadness that flashed across his mind when he saw the girl Xia in the pendant.
Mother once said that her mission was completed and the disaster was eliminated.
The so-called disaster became a chronic disease in her heart.
So, what she was on guard against and what she wanted to kill was actually a disaster.
Or is it the self who is still stuck in the past, still harboring bigotry and prejudice?
With a clang.
The whip fell to the ground.
Sylvie hugged her waist tightly and showered her with kisses on her neck and cheeks.
Like the sweetest rain in early spring, and also like the most refreshing spring in summer.
What was shaking in my sight was the man's beautiful face.
That was the person she wanted to walk hand in hand with, a lover who was full of love and willing to silently bear everything for her.
"Your eyes are finally looking at me, Qianqian." He leaned over Qianzhi's ear and chuckled, kissing her continuously.
The girl's expression just now was so empty.
The sense of fate she once had seemed to settle on her slender shoulders again.
But this time, he already had her mark, and her heart was no longer empty.
They were already deeply entwined.
His feathers will form the strongest nest and protect her tightly underneath.
"No," the girl shook her head gently, leaning her forehead against his and pressing their lips together, "I've been watching you."
"Okay, Qianqian, it's too cold here." Xiweier secretly kicked the whip aside, tightened his arms, picked up Qianzhi, and quickly walked out of the cold armory.
"So, Miss Battleship Explorer, in order to prevent others from worrying besides me, shouldn't you pay me some hush money?"
On the corridor leading to the admiral's lounge.
The handsome man held the girl in one hand, fingers together, stroking her slender waist. In contrast to his relaxed smile, he used the other finger to impatiently pull down the zipper of his protective suit.
With a loud rustle, Xiweier threw the already torn clothes aside and dropped them on the ground in front of the bedroom door.
The man pressed Qianzhi against the bedroom door, rubbing her soft arms with his long fingers, his hot breath spraying on her ears, and even his kiss was as hot as a burning fire.
"Little liar," Xiweier held her lips, bit the corner of her lips, and murmured softly, "There are so many people in your eyes, but you still say you are always looking at me."
He turned Qianzhi around, bit her gland, and let a small amount of pheromones flow in. Then he maliciously released a very high concentration of pheromone smell, which lingered around her lips and branches, and hooked her arms around his neck.
Until the girl's eyes were lured to be wet and misty, and even the skin touching each other became sticky.
Then he spread his colorful feathers and hugged her tightly.
The sun sets and the room is silent.
Sylvie licked the girl's sweaty forehead, and as she trembled slightly, he put his lips under her collarbone.
His teeth pressed against her skin, nibbling gently.
Sometimes he wanted to eat her heart so that it would belong to him forever.
His girl will no longer have to worry about responsibilities, nor will she divert her attention because of the seduction of other wild men.
She would have him all to herself.
"Xavier, I like you." The exhausted girl lay on his chest and muttered in her sleep.
The soft arms moved, touched his chest, and said moistly that she loved him.
The man's chest heaved heavily because of these simple words of love. He suppressed the urge to press her under him again. His heart felt like it was being wrapped around by a stringy candy, making him tremble violently.
Forget it, as long as I like him and love him, that’s enough.
He could surround her with an even stronger love.
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