Chapter 192: Piercing Through the Layers of Connection
, so…""Will it matter to you in the morning" He scoffed. "No way! You have to drink with me!" Lian Huasheng picked up a clean, empty highball glass from the coffee table and poured Cold Night-Sinking...Chen Ye's hand held her tightly, pulling her into his embrace. Their faces were very close, and their breaths mingled together.
He possessed an innate aura of royalty, compelling anyone in his presence to bow down and acknowledge his superiority.
Tong Yi Mo trembled slightly all over, her heart beating inexplicably fast because of fear and nervousness.
She tried again to get up, but he pinned her down with a burst of strength, keeping her firmly seated on his lap.
"Falling snow…" Actually, he was calling out for Yimò in his heart.
But, he couldn't bring himself to say her name.
He longed to call her name…
I want, I want...
Tong Yimo's temples throbbed, wanting to push him away, but this time he used all his strength, she couldn't break free at all.
"Man Xue, look at me!" Leng Ye Chen commanded domineeringly.
"Brother, I'm not Su Manxue!" Tong Yimo said, pushing against Leng Yechen's chest and lowering her voice.
Yes!
He of course knew she wasn't Man Xue, she was Yi Mo!
At this moment, the effect of the medicine inside his body is out of control, causing him to be in a "runaway" state.
He only knew she was Yimò, the Yimò he wanted, the Yimò he loved, the Yimò he pampered. As for Yimò's other identities to him, he had completely forgotten them.
Suddenly, Leng Ye's eyes turned increasingly red. Warm lips pressed against Tong Yimò, leaving her defenseless.
Tong Yi Mo instantly felt a chill run down her spine, her body trembling with fear.
His lips were cold in the night, soft and warm, with a faint, indescribable fragrance.
Tong Yimuo gritted her teeth, but he sucked skillfully, reaching up to grip her chin. Her teeth were slightly parted, and his tongue slipped in, kissing her with force.
She struggled to push, but couldn't budge. Instead, she was pinned down on the sofa by Leng Ye, who easily clamped her hands above her head.
Tong Yimò cried out, "Woo woo."
To prevent her from biting herself, he wrapped her soft tongue around it and brought it into his mouth.
In the cold night, Chen Shan single-handedly pulled down his collar and quickly wrapped it around Tong Yimo's wrists, tying a tight knot.
Tong Yimo's heart pounded as her eyes widened in astonishment.
What is he trying to do
In fact, the opinion is already very clear.
He kissed her lips for a while, then buried his face in hers, kissing her cheeks and ears.
In the cold night, Leng Ye held Tong Yimo’s earlobe in his mouth and whispered beside her ear, using a hoarse voice: "Man Xue, I want you!"
No, it's not "Manxue," but "Yimo."
On a cold night, Leng Ye hovered on the brink of reason and unreason. All he wanted was to be with Yimò.
He could hold back in front of Su Manxue, but he couldn't in front of Tong Yimo.
Even, in her role as his sister, she made him forget everything else, as if all the rest of the world had vanished.
If he let her think that he was treating her as Su Man Xue, wouldn't that give him the chance to do whatever he wanted to her
Who can understand the depth of his pain
At this moment, Tong Yimo's tears welled up and she screamed, "I am not Su Manxue! Let me go! Let me go!"
Cold night sank a hand over Tong Yimo's mouth.
His eyes, dark and deep, held a glimmer of something unreadable.
"Man Xue, give me!" "Yi Mo, give me!"
He had one voice in his mouth, but another in his heart.
Leng Yechen knew who the woman he desired was. Because he wanted her, he had to call her by another woman's name to conceal the "darkness" in his heart.
His large hand was burning hot, his eyes clouded and filled with a lust for conquest, a trickle of dark red blood slowly flowed from his left nostril.
Big brother...he...was drugged!
Tong Yimo's mind went blank for a moment, a strange kind of fear, like icy waves washing over her whole body.
In the cold night, she saw that she no longer struggled and lowered her head, kissing her neck more recklessly.
Tong Yimò was a little stunned. Every kiss of his was burning hot.
He kept tasting for her response, his lips just lifting away to cover them again. Then the kiss deepened, pushing open her lips, searching for her tongue. He held her tight against him, entwining with her completely.
Tong Yimo's tears kept falling. She really wasn't someone who cried easily. But when he kissed her, her heart ached with pain and helplessness.
She struggled again, but to no avail.
Why would someone drug Big Brother at home when he was fine
Cold Night Shen's body was burning hot right now, frighteningly so.
Tong Yimo vaguely remembered seeing this symptom in her grandmother's medical journal.
There's a kind of herb, she forgot the name, after drying it and grinding it into powder, lighting it burns colorless and odorless, can stimulate men's desire within the body, used to accelerate the male hormone instinct.
This herb is actually a kind of "gu," and grandmothers' generation of witches occasionally used it as a male enhancement drug to sell.
However, this grass is poisonous. If a man's essence is not released, within a short time, the man who has inhaled this powdered smoke will experience dilated blood vessels and vigorous qi and blood flow, leading to bleeding from the seven orifices. Ultimately, it will damage the five internal organs and six fu.
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