In the end, it is always the woman who is sacrificed.

She chuckled softly, thinking to herself that she was such a selfish woman, no wonder God would never let her live again. Perhaps, if you die, you really won't drag them down.

Thinking about it like this, her heart slowly relaxed a little, she wondered, after she was arrested, Li Huan and Ye Jia discovered some secrets through the remote control? However, at this moment, it is absolutely impossible to ask. Her eyes rolled, and she was thinking about what she could do with a clever idea, after all, some things were not clear when she wrote by hand.

At this time, Li Huan hugged her a little harder, hugging her very tightly, as if he was afraid that she would suddenly get out and run away.

It's not because of crooked thoughts – it's because of the last dependence.

He knows very well that once this woman dies, his last thoughts in this world will be gone.

Maybe he felt the strange reaction on Li Huan's body, and the blood all over his body seemed to be boiling, burning people's bodies and getting hot. She pulled her hand out of his palm slightly. Gently shook a finger in front of his eyes, and sighed, "You......"

An extremely naughty thought suddenly surged in Li Huan's heart, which was extremely inconsistent with his whole style, and he bit her finger as soon as he opened his mouth. She couldn't dodge, and the soft, white finger had been gently bitten into his mouth.

A feeling like electricity suddenly flowed through her heart, and she struggled slightly, her fingers couldn't struggle out, but he bit her fingers a little harder, but they controlled it with just the right amount of force, and it didn't seem painful at all.

It's a great weirdness to be bitten by a man like this.

This made her whole person lean against Li Huan's chest, Li Huan hugged this increasingly haggard petite body, feeling so soft and clean, as if hugging a fragrant flower, she was only wearing an extremely thin and soft pajamas, and her soft chest was almost completely attached to his body, and she didn't feel the barrier of another layer of clothing at all. He suddenly felt his heart beat faster, almost pressing harder against his soft chest, as if all this long worry had been greatly compensated for in an instant.

She didn't move, but her face was slightly red, not a reserved red, but a faint nature that belonged to the most primitive nature of human beings, like an innocent primitive person who had not been contaminated with any civilization.

The two of them were "glued" like this, and after a while, Li Huan suddenly let go, her fingers finally retracted, and she closed her eyes slightly and leaned on his chest.

Li Huan lowered her eyelids, and from such an angle, she could only see her side face, as well as her deep collarbone, under her pajamas, faintly, looking so poignant. He raised his gaze and saw that her half-closed eyelashes were so long, trembling gently, like a butterfly that had just broken out of its cocoon, fluttering its thin cicada wings that were still wet, and it looked crystal clear, like a fine dark green crystal.

Li Huan touched her hair, he hugged her gently, listening to her heartbeat and his own heartbeat. Her heart was pounding, very disordered, and she was obviously excited. However, after a while, the heartbeats of both of them calmed down, and gradually, the rhythm of the heartbeats became consistent, as if only one heart was beating, and only a faint "bang" sound could be heard.