Rich Young Mistress: Young Master Xie’s Dearest Beloved Wife

After waking up the next day, Han Yichu, as always, looked at the people in his arms.

But he found that Huang Qingwu was not in his arms, but his back to him.

Han Yichu reached out to hug Qingwu back, but Huang Qingwu woke up and did not let him hug.

Huang Qingwu turned his back to Han Yichu and got out of bed from the other side.

Han Yi's eyes were dull, and Huang Qingwu was picked up by one hand, and then one rolled over and pressed her against the bed. With both hands tightly holding Huang Qingwu's arm, the storm condensed under her eyes.

Huang Qingwu met this look, and her heart jumped fast. She dared not look at it more and hurriedly turned her head aside.

Han Yichu's body was tense, and his expression was tense, with flames burning under his eyes and burning, as if he wanted to devour the Emperor Qingwu completely.

For a long while, Han Yichu said in a deep voice: "You tell me, do you want to leave me, do you?"

Han Yichu's voice was deep and sad, and the pain was so unbearable.

Huang Qingwu's heart also softened, "What's wrong with me just leaving?"

"you……"

Han Yichu's heart was about to explode, and when he hurt, he had to split his whole body, "I don't allow it, I don't allow it, have you heard? I don't allow..."

"Why not allow your hand, you..."

Before Huang Qingwu finished his speech, he was deeply kissed by Han Yichu with his head bowed down. This kiss was not like a kiss, but rather a punishment. After a while, the blood was stirred and his lips were broken.

The two seemed to be holding their breath.

Huang Qingwu said no pain.

In the end, Han Yichu softened. He looked down at the broken corner of Huang Qingwu's mouth, and he felt hurt. "You can't beg me for mercy, you..."

Han Yichu felt distressed and blamed himself.

Huang Qingwu actually knew that Han Yichu was uncomfortable, but she also had a knot, so she was not convinced and turned her head to the side.

Han Yichu gently kissed the place where Huang Qingwu's lips were damaged, with a soothing breath, "Dancing, you deliberately tortured me."

Huang Qingwu pursed her lips and said nothing.

Han Yichu's heartache hurt, and suffocation was uncomfortable. "Dancing, I won't let you go. Really, I won't let you go unless you stabbed here with a knife. Won't stop you."

When Han Yichu spoke, his eyes were red and bloodshot, and the pain in his eyes was so obvious.

Huang Qingwu also felt uncomfortable, she didn't want to be like this.

"You... why don't you want me?"

After saying this, Huang Qingwu could not have covered herself with a quilt. She seemed to really miss that thing...

Huang Qingwu blushed with her eyes closed and dared not look at Han Yichu's expression.

Han Yichu was ignorant, so he didn't respond.

It took him a long time to understand what was going on, and suddenly a bright light appeared in the silent eyes.

It turned out that his dance was not about to leave, but because of this, he thought...

Han Yichu's heart fluctuated so much that he had tears in the corners of his eyes, "Qingwu, you...you really are...how can I say good..."

Huang Qingwu closed her eyes and would cover herself by pulling the quilt randomly.

Han Yichu took a deep breath, and then pulled Huang Qingwu's hand down.

"You should know, what I want or not, even speculating on me, and thinking about leaving, I just suffocated just tossing you."

Huang Qingwu struggled so that her hands did not go down, "No..."

Han Yichu bowed his head and buried his head in Huang Qingwu's neck. "Dancing Wu, how much I think, you don't even know, but I can't, I really can't now."

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