Rebirth of Invincibility

Ignoring the pain-filled moans of the boy beneath him, Zheng Moxie thrust hard and panted heavily, as if what was beneath him was not a living person, but just a tool for people to vent.

This kind of raging happiness made him feel as if he was deep in the clouds. However, Han Ruoqi was in a worse situation. He could only endure the pain and force himself not to make a sound.

----Life is like rape, if you are unable to resist, you can only endure it silently

After all, he was an Interpol police officer who had undergone professional training. Although the pain on his body was like a poisonous snake biting his nerves, he still maintained his sanity.

A chill suddenly spread from his chest, and his fingertips became cold. At that moment, Han Ruoqi found that he had become weak, his arms were shaking violently, his whole body was sore, and his strength seemed to be drained away bit by bit.

He raised his hand numbly, trying to grab something, but he couldn't control his body. The sounds in his ears became smaller and smaller, his mind gradually became blank, and all the touch of the world disappeared...

Han Ruoqi's eyes widened, but her vision became blurry, and a fear spread in her heart. It seemed that her body no longer belonged to her, but her consciousness was terrifyingly clear, as if the whole person was locked in another blank world.

I can't hear sounds, I can't see things, everything in front of me is white, blindingly white...

I opened my mouth and tried to make a sound, but my throat seemed to be stuck and I couldn't spit out a single syllable.

Han Ruoqi suddenly had a feeling that if she really left now, she would never wake up.

But the back of my head was suddenly filled with something, and the pain came like a tide, but my consciousness gradually disappeared.

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Su Yang looked at his hands, his face expressionless, but tears slowly slipped out of the corners of his eyes.

After that night, Han Ruoqi never appeared again, and there was no trace of him left around him. Everything disappeared along with his soul...

Just like when he came to his side, he left without any warning. Tears flowed down as if he couldn't control it. Su Yang didn't know why he disappeared or whether he would come back, but he had an unexpected feeling.

Instinctively, he will not come back, because the remaining breath in the deepest part of his heart is gone, and this familiar feeling of loneliness is back...

Looking at the sleeping man next to him, Su Yang suddenly felt a sense of hatred. It was all his fault. Without him, Han Ruoqi would not have left...

Without him, would Han Ruoqi have stayed with him forever as he said...

Without him, would Han Ruoqi still come out to protect herself in times of danger like before?

Not knowing where he got the courage, Su Yang slowly stretched out his trembling hand and slapped Zheng Moye across the face.

As if he had spent his entire life, there was a "pop" that echoed in the room for a long time.

Feeling the pain, Zheng Moxie suddenly stood up and glared at Su Yang. He was about to stretch out his hand to hit him, but suddenly froze there...