"Are you being sentimental?" Dongchuan Yu repeated her words, his eyes suddenly darkened, and a faint fire flashed across his eyes.

He stared at her closely, his heart shattered by these four words.

From the beginning to the end, it was all his own fault.

Five years ago, the surprise at the banquet was due to his own passion, and a night of chaos. Even though he could not get her, he still let her fall into his heart.

A year ago, he kidnapped her arrogantly and made all the promises he could give her.

Now, when he heard the news and wanted to take her away, it was still just his wishful thinking.

The pain in Dongchuan Yu's heart has spread to his throat, choking him and making it difficult to breathe, but his face is still pretending to be arrogant.

Suddenly, he suddenly smiled devilishly, his smile was extremely conceited, extremely arrogant, evil and ambiguous, and he said in an unhurried and playful manner: "Little one, what if I insist on you coming with me?"

At this moment, only his strong self-confidence and deliberate playfulness could conceal the huge loss and despair in his heart.

"Looking at you, you must have remembered what happened in the past."

He smiled evilly and said unpleasant words: "Now that you think about it, you will not forget that night in J City, the good time we spent, nor will you forget the gift you gave me with your own hands a year ago.

The imprint of your brand.

He narrowed his eyes extremely evilly, as if he was caught up in the memory of enjoyment: "I still haven't forgotten it at all, tsk tsk~~ That night, you on the bed screamed so nicely, and you obviously liked it very much, how could you

Are you saying that I am too passionate? I should have just ignored you and wanted you completely~~"

Every word Dongchuan Yu said made Wan Han turn pale. She gritted her teeth, her face showing anger and hatred that had reached its limit.

Qin Yichen's eyes were also dangerously cold, and the hostility around him soared, spreading out like a heavy, heavy pressure, and the heavy pressure seemed to crush everything.

Looking at Wan Hanqi's slightly trembling shoulders, Dongchuan Yu's heart suffocated and he felt extremely painful.

He found such humiliation to her even more unbearable than she did. He mentioned her most unbearable past events just to remind her to remember him.

Remember that the two of them had a brief but precious memory to him.

On the one hand, Dongchuan Yu felt that he was extremely sad like this.

It turned out that there was only these plunders and usurpations between him and her.

He never gave her any good memories.

Now... he wanted to slow down, change his attitude, pamper her and love her to win her heart, but she never gave him a chance.

Dongchuan Yu endured his truest emotions and still smiled, a little slutty, and kept saying, "Little one, have you forgotten how you cried and begged me to let you go? I still remember it.

That……"

Before he could finish his words, suddenly, his eyes flashed, and the petite figure in Qin Yichen's arms suddenly came towards him like a baby swallow.

Wan Han's movements were more skillful and agile than ever before. Dongchuan Yu was astonished. He didn't expect her to change so much.

However, he didn't think of hiding and still stood there impartially.

Even Qin Yichen didn't expect that she would take action suddenly, and it was too late to stop her.

Nighthawk's training on her has subtly affected Wanhan's instincts. At this moment, she was angered by Dongchuan Yu's words and attacked with her body reaction.

"Shut up!" Wan Han's eyes were filled with flames of resentment, burning like fire.

She raised a hand high, and her soft little hand tightly grabbed Dongchuan Yu's throat, blocking half of his words so that he could no longer speak.

Wan Han was vaguely irritable. She hated him for mentioning those things, those things that she was unable to change and had been forced to endure.

I hated him even more for mentioning it in front of Qin Yichen in such a contemptuous and flirtatious tone.

Dongchuan Yu stood straight, motionless and did not fight back, smiling as before, as if he didn't care that his life was in her soft little hands.

On the contrary, when he could look at her so close and feel that he was the only one in her eyes that suddenly blazed with fire, he was even a little happy, and his expression was even sweet.

It seems...as if Wanhan is willing to sacrifice his own life.

That evil and ambiguous smile has changed its taste, hiding deep warmth and happiness, and the cold, thin lips are very beautiful.

"Are you...angry...?" The throat she choked made it difficult for him to speak out. He could only speak a few words intermittently, making him hoarse.

His face was as perfect as a sculpture, the contours of his face softened, and he lowered his eyes and stared at her, who was much shorter than him.

There was no chill in his cold eyes, and his eyes replaced his hands, caressing her face.

"I told you, shut up!" Wan Han sternly said, and with a sudden force on her hand, she pinched his painful eyebrows and twisted them.

He gasped slightly, but even if he tried to cough, he couldn't. He began to have difficulty breathing, but his expression remained unchanged from before.

In fact, if he wanted to resist, he could turn defeat into victory in an instant, but he didn't want to.

If doing this could resolve her anger and hatred towards him, if it could make her not hate him so much, so what if he endured this torture forcefully.

"Dongchuan Yu, the things you did, even if I killed you several times, are not enough to make me vent my hatred." She bit her lip, raised her head high, and said bitterly.

Dongchuan Yu looked sad and just smiled without saying a word.

At this moment, Wan Han raised her head so that the broken bangs on her forehead were pushed to the side, and the long pale scar hidden under the broken hair was exposed.

Her delicate and delicate face looked so shocking.

This scar naturally fell into Dongchuan Yu's eyes without a doubt.

His pupils tightened, like a beast king's eyes flashed with distressed anger. He raised his hand and suddenly grasped Wan Han's hand that was holding his throat. He suddenly exerted force and squeezed her arm tightly.

Come down.

"Where did you get the wound on your head?" A sudden bloodthirsty voice sounded, filled with murderous intent.

Damn it!!

Who dares to hurt her!

Wan Han's hand was restrained for a moment, and with a look in his eyes, he raised his leg and was about to kick him.

A critical moment, a moment.

Qin Yichen on the side had been paying attention to Dongchuan Yu, and when he saw his broad palm holding Wan Han's slender white wrist, there was a fleeting look of coldness and gloom on his face that was as charming as a fox demon.

Qin Yichen suddenly took action and attacked Dongchuan Yu. His skills were naturally much better than Wan Han's.

Dongchuan Yu hurriedly pulled away to fight, and after several exchanges of blows, Qin Yichen snatched Wan Han away from him, took a few steps back, and carefully held the agitated woman in his arms to comfort her.

He turned his head and raised his eyes, and glanced at Dongchuan Yu with his phoenix eyes in a direction that Wan Han could not see.

With such a slightly eerie look, it seemed that wherever he looked, the sparkling lake water could instantly turn into ice floes, chilling him to the bone.
Chapter completed!