Zhan Chunxuan could feel the male blood in his body rushing wildly, and the emptiness that had been waiting for eight years was urgently needed to be filled.

No woman can do it, she can only be the one he needs.

"Why don't you talk about nightmare? If Locke hadn't arrived in time that day, I would have almost died in this room."

Her muscles were tightly tense, and she was almost trembling when she was afraid, but she had to force herself to cheer up and not be scared by his aura.

He took a lot of deep breaths, but she had no intention of admitting defeat.

Eight years have passed, and she is no longer the little girl who used to be the one who can only act foolishly at his face. If Zhan Chunxuan wanted to submit to her in the semi-forced way in the past, she would definitely make him look good.

Zhan Chunxuan's eyes darkened, "When I arrived that day, there was blood everywhere in the room, I thought--I thought--"

"I thought I was dead?" Xiang Yami mocked her, "Yes, I am indeed dead. You just think I have been dead for many years. Isn't this great?"

"Lolo!" he shouted, stopping her from continuing to say.

This is not a joke.

He really had no doubts about her that she had shed so much blood. Will there be an accident?

The feeling of powerlessness that was completely out of control was always entangled with him, forcing him to use all his strength, and also tracking clues to continue searching for them.

"What? I feel guilty? Zhan Chunxuan, why do you have this? You and I have no marriage agreement. At most, I have just slept a few times. You have no obligation to keep my body for me. Whether it is Diana or other women, as long as you like, you can possess any woman who is willing to go to bed with you. But, I'm sorry, I'm not a woman like them, and I don't want to play such boring games with you." She was covered in thorns, using words as weapons, and every word was bloody.

Seeing his face pale, she told herself that all of them were illusions.

Seeing him showing a heartache expression, she told herself that he was deliberately pretending to deceive her into sympathy.

Anyway, she just stopped believing his nonsense and did not suffer the painful heartbreaking pain again.

"Lolo, I will explain to you later. I have no evidence in my hands. No matter how much I say, you will only think I am just a quibbling."

He would do everything possible to force Diana to find out the truth about that year. The person who tied the bell needs to be solved, and he wanted the evidence to speak.

"Why bother me, I don't want to see anything." The sheets on the big bed, exactly the same as what she saw when she left the last day, were her favorite warm yellow, with many faint roses arranged in an orderly manner.

These things are both dazzling and sentimental.

Memories surged up like a tide, and she trembled a few times in a daze and fell on the bed.

Zhan Chunxuan had arrived at her at some point.

He approached very close, through the thin clothes, his scorching skin pressed against her chest, immediately leaving her nowhere to escape.

"Then let's not look at it. Another way may be more effective." He said a pun. Before she could react, she suddenly took action and leaned down to half-press her. The cold and thin lips that had been missing for a long time sealed her half-open mouth.

Xiang Yami felt a pure male aura tightly wrapping her around, and her burning breath came to her face, which was the sweet taste she had tasted before.
Chapter completed!