Dongchuan Yu was still approaching her, lowering his head slightly, with a lingering look between his eyebrows.

"What do you want to do? Do you think you are still my opponent in your current state?" Staring at him defensively and vigilantly, with a frosty sneer on the corners of his lips.

He directly ignored Wan Han's attitude, his eyes were bright and deep, and there was uncertainty and slight joy on his face.

"Little thing, are you afraid that I will die?"

His pale thin lips trembled in a low voice. He blinked his eyes and asked with careful tenderness and expectation.

The action of lowering his head caused his eyes to be half covered by the scattered hair between his eyebrows. His lips were colorless and he didn't look like Dongchuan Yu at all.

He is domineering and powerful, arrogant and cold, and always has such an arrogant and powerful attitude.

Don't take anything or anyone seriously.

The only remaining impression of Dongchuan Yu in Wan Han's heart is that he forced himself, coerced himself, and humiliated himself!

The Dongchuan Yu at this moment was completely inconsistent with her impression.

"Were you... worried about me just now?" Dongchuan Yu took a few deep breaths, and his heart was filled with sweetness and joy that he had never tasted before.

Such a hint of sweetness even outweighs all the bitterness that I once experienced.

She was worried about herself, and felt a little distressed about the wounds on his body, right?

Otherwise, why would you say such words, so sarcastic and angry?

Wan Han's face darkened and she glanced at him displeased.

I scoffed at Dongchuan Yu's guess and little joy.

Will she worry about him?

She wished he would die immediately so that no one would bother her.

"Dongchuan Yu, I said before, you are really good at being sentimental..." Before the cold-faced Wan Han finished her mocking words, the person in front of her suddenly moved.

He suddenly raised his hands, hugged her soft body, thrust her into his chest, and then... hugged her tightly.

The tall figure trapped her like an iron wall, making it impossible for her to escape.

"Little one, stop talking!" The voice was thick and hoarse. He buried his head in the crook of her shoulder and spoke tremblingly.

He no longer wanted to hear her taunting and hurtful words, and he no longer wanted to see her disgusted and cold eyes that could hurt him.

At this moment, all he wanted to do was follow the deepest desire and throb in his heart, hug her tightly, and hold her close to his heart...

No matter how much she denied it, there was indeed a moment when she was worried that he would die.

For him, this is enough...

Even if she still cares about him a little bit, he will feel satisfied if she cares just a little bit.

He held her very tightly with his arms, supporting her waist with a slightly trembling hand and clasping her shoulders with the other, wishing he could become one with her.

The faint body temperature and fragrance coming from Wan Han's body suddenly soothed all the pain and despair in Dongchuan Yu's heart for many days.

Compared with the current satisfaction and happiness, those moments when he was asked to lick/lick alone and was in pain, seemed so insignificant.

He really... missed her so much.

Dongchuan Yu's domineering movements suddenly made Wan Han feel a sense of danger, and she shouted angrily, "Dongchuan Yu! Let me go!!"

She really didn't know what was going on in his head, yet she actually felt worried about him...

Damn...
Chapter completed!