forced to be loved (nph)

Women's red lips with black muzzle

In the end it still failed.
Ji Mingyue easily pinched Shen Yan's wrist in his hand, stopping her movement.
Shen Yan looked at him in astonishment.
"I won't let you die." He smiled, as pure as when he first met.
"People like you, just live a good life and wait for the judgment of others." That's what he said.
So at the moment Shen Yan stayed in his room, watching a large group of people around Ji Mingyue, who was unconscious after losing too much blood, to help him.
No one said a word to Shen Yan, not even seeing Ji Mingyue's injured appearance and the broken glass in the bathroom.
Except for the doctor who wrapped the gauze around Shen Yan's injured hand, no one even looked at her.
here we go again.
Shen Yan's body leaned back. She is now sitting on the chair that Ji Mingyue sat on just now, and she can easily see the whole scene when she turns.
This kind of feeling clearly exists, but no one pays attention.
It's like not being able to understand each other's words when making love to them.
I should have felt humiliated, but in the end I just felt psychedelic.
Does she really exist?
The calm indifference and Shen Yan's imagination in the room of Pο 1 8χ.νIρ (po18x.vip) were broken by a man who entered the room. He made way.
The man had a pair of green eyes, as clear as jade without impurities, and he aimed a gun at Shen Yan as soon as he entered the door.
"It's her?" The
man's gun was aimed at Shen Yan's head, and as he got closer and closer, he would pull a gun to shoot Shen Yan in the head at any time.
No one around him answered his words immediately, like a statue that was frozen in an instant.
He approached Shen Yan at a very fast speed, and the distance between the two gradually became so close that no one could penetrate.
"You are the woman who hurt Mingyue?" The
man looked down at Shen Yan who was sitting on the chair, the barrel of the gun was close to the woman's red lips.
"Do you want me to come or do you come by yourself?"
This is what it means to let Shen Yan choose his own way of death.
Shen Yan's heartbeat was terrifying. At this moment, she seemed to be trapped in a deep labyrinth, but suddenly found an adventurer on a flat road not far away.
It's easy to get past, just kill or tame the fire-breathing monster in front of you.
The chance of failure is also very high, perhaps reaching the clearing as the monster's dead food.
But in any case, Shen Yan, who has reached this point, has nothing to try.
She opened her mouth slightly and put the muzzle in her mouth.
Even when he is not smiling, he looks at the man with blue eyes with affectionate eyes.
Dangerous objects that could kill her at any time were contained in the fragile mouth.
Women's red lips with black muzzles, pure frailty and power that belongs to blood and fire.
The man with blue eyes looked at Shen Yan indifferently, the barrel of the gun went deeper into her mouth, and said coldly, "Shameless."
He said.
Shen Yan smiled slightly at him, without any intention of being sad because of his words.
What is shame, what is shame, it would be too hypocritical to care about those things to her level.
Shen Yan pulled back the barrel of the gun that blocked his tongue, and gently licked it with his tongue.
She could see his throat moving slightly.
"Bang." A
loud, deafening voice sounded very close.
The man went out.
And left a gun-muzzle-sized hole in the wall.
It seems that the quality of the building materials is very good, Shen Yan thought after shaking the chair for half a circle.
The hole was just above her head where she was just now.
It was only a few centimeters away from shooting her head off, and her ears were still buzzing, and her body was covered with debris.