C69 He Had Locked the Door from the Inside

The two bodies fell into the deep pool, one of the most beautiful flowers of the night.

Under the water, Ling Muxue's seaweed-like hair spread out into a blurred flower in the water. It spread in the water and rippled with temptation.

The lights around the two of them were glowing, and the little fish swimming around them was beautiful and moving, the most beautiful thing in the dark.

Xiao Qinghan's hands were tightly wrapped around her body. His body was wrapped around her small, snow-white body, as if he wanted to embed her into his own body.

His lips tightly kissed her red lips, and his tongue slipped into her mouth. The water flowed between their mouths. His passionate kiss seemed to want to mercilessly devour her.

The cold water could not remove his burning hot breath. He wanted her to sink into his arms forever, to the point where she could not extricate herself from it.

Ling Muxue closed her eyes and subconsciously reached out her hands. Her two arms wrapped around his neck tightly. She responded to him and searched for the last trace of air.

The warmth in the water made him reluctant to leave. If time could stop him at this moment, he would be willing to give up everything.

Xiao Qinghan carried Ling Muxue and they swam up to the shore. The two of them were completely drenched. His body's functions had long since become different from ordinary people. This bit of cold was not worth mentioning to him, but Ling Muxue, who was in his arms, was trembling with cold and her face was pale. He could see her face even more clearly.

He knew that there was a pool of water at the foot of the cliff, or he wouldn't have been able to push her down.

He didn't regret pushing her off, at least not when she felt she was going to die. She held him tight instead of pushing him away mercilessly, and the thrill of dying together with him made him feel like he couldn't get out of it.

Placing her under the tree, he took out a waterproof and exquisite diamond lighter from his pocket, gathered some dead branches and trees, and started a fire. He took off his suit and put it on the wooden rack. Then he turned around and untied Ling Muxue's sexy black leather suit and threw it aside.

In his mind, he could not help but think of how she was dressed and leaning against Nalan Jin, and his heart burned with anger. Damn woman!

Without any pity, he tore her undergarments into pieces, stripped her naked, and hugged her tightly in his arms. He leaned against a tree, and their naked bodies leaned against each other.

The result was that Xiao Qinghan felt as if he was burning in a raging fire. He lowered his eyes and watched her clean body with eyes that flickered with flames of love.

Ling Muxue's body was already trembling from the cold. Feeling the sudden heat, she wanted to continue to get close to him. Subconsciously, she reached out and hugged Xiao Qinghan. She twisted her body as she tried to cling to the warmth and caress his body.

Xiao Qinghan, who was already tense, was sweating profusely. Feeling her movements, he had completely collapsed.

"Ling Muxue asked for it," His blurry voice was already hoarse beyond recognition.

He lowered his head and kissed her fiercely.

"Ugh..."

The two of them seemed to be venting something as they gnawed on her body. Their bodies were entangled in the most primitive movements in the dark night and they were filled with passion and charm.

...

The blinding light made Ling Muxue slowly open her eyes. Her head was dizzy, and she subconsciously twisted her body. Only then did she realize that she could not move her body at all. One of her hands was holding her tightly.

Suddenly, she turned her head to the side and an extremely handsome and bewitching mixed-race face entered her line of sight. Her messy hair was placed in front of her forehead and she looked languid and charming.

And at this moment, their bodies were still tangled in each other, and sporadic images flashed through her mind. She clearly remembered Xiao Qinghan pushing her off the cliff, and at that time, she thought she was going to die and vaguely remembered hugging and kissing him at the bottom of the pool.

She had always thought she was dreaming, but now it seemed real, and she was out in the open with him...

Her head immediately exploded. She had actually been entangled with him for the entire night, and now they were even sleeping together. Didn't he hate her? Didn't he want to kill her? Bastard!

A surge of energy supported her body and she reached out to push him away. The man who was sleeping suddenly opened his eyes and shouted when he saw Ling Muxue's angry face.

"Ling Muxue! Don't you know the consequences of waking me up?"

However, Ling Muxue still tried to push him away. "Bastard, let go of me!" However, Xiao Qinghan put more strength into his hands on her waist.

Ling Muxue could not help but frown in pain.

Xiao Qinghan suddenly flipped over and stood above her. The feeling of the two of them separating made Ling Muxue blush.

"Let go of me!" Ling Muxue was still struggling.

Xiao Qinghan held her hands and his gaze fell on her bright red cheeks. After that incident, she was extremely charming. At this moment, Ling Muxue did not even know how charming she was when she was angry and how charming she was.

His eyes became blurry and his body unconsciously started to stiffen.

"Ling Muxue, are you courting death?" he shouted in a hoarse voice.

"Yes! 'I am courting death. Didn't you want to kill me? Then why didn't you kill me?!' You want me to be buried in the wilderness? Why did you save me...Ugh!"

Before he could finish his sentence, Xiao Qinghan had already kissed him on the lips.

The ambiguous factor filled the entire room once again.

When Ling Muxue woke up, it was already dusk, and she was alone in the room. Only then did she realize that this was not the room of the villa she lived in. The luxury of the room made her submit to it. The spacious European-style room was more than a hundred square meters, and the ceiling was carved with paintings that could be called masterpieces. Each of them was decorated with the world's best luxury.

Even though Ling Muxue had never known where he lived, her first reaction at this moment was that this should be where Xiao Qinghan lived.

Xiao Qinghan was a hybrid of Central European, and he had grown up in Europe, where he was deeply influenced by European culture and art, and where the structure was completely European.

And he actually brought her here. He pushed her off the cliff and wanted to kill her, but she was still alive, which meant that he had jumped down with her.

Even though he saved her, Ling Muxue did not feel any gratitude. She could no longer understand Xiao Qinghan's crazy behavior. She only felt that he was a lunatic, a complete lunatic, a lunatic.

She couldn't stay there any longer. She got up and pushed back the covers, struggling to get up, and found a change of clothes on the bedside table.

She got off the bed. Every bone in her body was shouting. She moved her legs with great difficulty and looked around to find the bathroom.

The spacious bathroom was no less luxurious than the bedroom, and it seemed unreal to her, standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, her hands propped on the washstand to support her limp body, looking at herself in the mirror.