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After a while, Leng Ye broke into the Qingfeng Hall angrily, and kicked open the door of Xuanfeng's shallow bedroom.
Xuan Fengqian, who was taking a nap on the couch, saw Leng Ye making such a big commotion, got up suddenly, and stared at him with a vicious expression on his face.
At this moment, he is like an eagle in the dark night, cold and aloof but also domineering, exuding a strength that disdains the world in his solitude.
"What's wrong?"
Xuan Fengqian suppressed the fear in his heart, walked forward slowly, and asked softly.
Leng Ye closed the door tightly with his backhand, then pressed her on the desk, and said word by word: "Xuan Fengqian, why do you have to push this deity to other women?"
"I did not understand what you say."
"Why do you want to lead the red line to this deity?"
"Isn't this for your benefit?" Xuan Fengqian said cautiously with a guilty conscience.
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Leng Ye violently raised his fist, wiped her temples, and slammed his fist on the desk.
He could no longer control the anger in his heart, and roared sharply, "Who allowed you to make your own decisions?"
"If you don't like it, I will never do it again."
"Xuanfengqian, you clearly know that what I want is just you from the beginning to the end. You don't need to like me, but I am willing to wait, but why do you want to play with my feelings?"
After learning that everything was just his own imagination, Leng Ye was frustrated.
"I did not do it on purpose."
Xuanfeng whispered in a low voice, but seeing his blood-red eyes, he felt a trace of guilt inexplicably.
She didn't intend to play with Leng Ye's feelings, she just didn't expect him to be so serious and devoted.
"This deity is tolerant enough to you, and is willing to give you time to get to know this deity slowly, but why do you insist on stabbing this deity so hard in the heart?"
"Can you get up first, and let me explain to you?"
Xuan Fengqian was already tired of their way of getting along, but she had to coax him nicely.
Just as Leng Ye was about to get up, he accidentally caught a glimpse of the letter on the desk, and asked coldly, "What is this?"
Xuan Fengqian's heart skipped a beat, his face turned pale with fright.
She obviously locked the notebook in the cabinet, why is it placed on the desk again now?
Could it be that Fuchen did it?
Could it be that Fu Chen learned about her marriage with Di Jun, and seeing that the plan was about to fail, he wanted to anger Leng Ye and force him to fight hard?
Xuan Fengqian scolded the scheming Fuchen secretly, while hurriedly trying to snatch the letter from Leng Ye's hand, "It's nothing to look at."
But Leng Ye pushed her aside, pointed to the letter in his hand, and said coldly: "So, you really hope that this deity will die."
"Listen to me, I just did this as a last resort."
Xuan Fengqian was about to continue talking, but worried that the walls had ears.
It was not easy for her to gain the upper hand in this game against Fuchen, and she must not lose the initiative so easily.
"I have to? You still want to quibble!"
Leng Ye slammed the letter in his hand on the desk, and sneered, "I should have thought of it a long time ago, you have no heart at all. First, I threw away my cloak in disgust, and then flatteringly held it for me." Red thread, now I am cursing my deity on the slip to die. If this deity really gave you the Xuanyuan Devil Sword, do you still want to cut this deity one more time?"
"I never thought of killing you."
"The deity asks you, Fuchen is your childhood sweetheart, and Dijun is the man you recognize, so what is the deity?"
Xuanfeng drooped his eyebrows and narrowed his eyes, and said in a low voice: "Leng Ye, we are really not suitable."
"How do you know if it's suitable if you don't try it?"
"Don't lie to yourself anymore, you can't let it go, can you? As long as the scar on your back is still there, every time you think of that incident, you will still grit your teeth with hatred, right?"
"The deity has long since let go."
Leng Ye did still have a small lump in his heart, but he no longer blamed her.
After all, he did a lot of stupid things.
Xuan Fengqian said: "I'm sorry, I still can't let go of it. Even if time can heal everything, how can two people who have a grudge be together?"
"Did the deity say that he was with you? Why do you think the deity is so rare about you? The deity is just greedy for your body."
Leng Ye was heartbroken by her, but he refused to let her go like this, and suddenly pressed her under the book again.On the bed, "If you want to marry Di Jun, it's not impossible. However, when the deity is in need, you must be there on call."
"Can you still talk properly? Why do you want to insult others when you get angry?"
"In your eyes, this deity is a heinous devil, right? If that's the case, why is this deity being polite to you?"
Leng Ye cried blood every word, he never knew that liking someone was so painful.
Every word she said was like a sharp knife, piercing his heart with pain.
The next moment, he leaned down suddenly, ripped open her skirt roughly, and frantically gnawed at every inch of her body.
He knew that doing so would only push her further away.
But he really didn't know how to get her back, he just wanted to cook the raw rice as soon as possible.
It would be great if she could conceive his flesh and blood.
"Leng Ye, why do you have to make me hate you?"
"This deity would like to ask you, how many men have you messed with? They can, why can't this deity?"
Leng Ye threw her onto the couch and tied her hands behind her head.
Seeing the horrified look on her face, he suddenly couldn't bear to treat her like this, so he calmed down and said softly: "Don't move around, I promise not to hurt you."
"Calm down, force can't solve any problems."
"You tell the deity, why did you miss your first time?"
Leng Ye knew that he was not qualified to control her.
Before meeting her, he had indeed played with many women.
But he was always thinking about this matter in his heart, always wanting to get to the bottom of it.
Speaking of this matter, Xuan Fengqian was even more angry.
If it wasn't because he was too scary, how would she destroy her innocence?
However, she did not intend to tell him the truth.
Since he minds so much, let him die.
After a while, Xuanfeng took a deep breath, and boldly said nonsense: "To tell you the truth, not only the first time, but also the second, third, and fourth times, all of them are gone. However, I can't remember clearly. Who is my first man. There are so many, it's easy to get confused."
"Do you understand self-love?"
"I don't understand, don't you understand?"
Xuan Fengqian suddenly felt it was funny, but Leng Ye had the nerve to ask her if she understood self-love?
The person who doesn't know self-love is obviously him.
"Since you have reached the point where you can be a husband, there is no need for this deity to hold you in his arms and pamper you dearly."
Leng Ye stripped her clean in an instant, there was no pity in her eyes, only desire and madness were left.
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