I Became Cinderella's Vicious Stepsister (MTL) [COMPLETED]

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The rain is lingering at night, and even the air is full of humid breath.

In the gorgeous golden inner hall, the atmosphere was as quiet as death-not only quiet, but occasionally a slight panting could be heard.

It's just that this panting doesn't seem like pleasure, but rather like being bred from pain.

The wind gently blew the golden curtain, and a pair of figures could be faintly seen.

His explosive body, smooth and beautiful muscle lines, contrasted with him, the thin and thin who was absolutely controlled in front of him. The long, slightly curly hair was silently draped on the white mattress, entangled with the cold silver hair, and the hands clasped were obviously entangled with an ambiguous entanglement, but with a chill--

It seems to be fighting, and it seems to be a farewell.

The rain did not bring a trace of moisture to the two, on the contrary, it pulled the stiff and jerky relationship even further.

Liu Yu was in pain, as if there was a knife sawing in his body--

Gaia retreated suddenly.

Going barefoot to the ground, stepping on the snow-white carpet next to the bed, with long silver hair half covering the back of the white feet, and then, a white robe was draped over, and the powerful and beautiful body was like a flash in the pan. The robe covers. The silver water pattern on the hem flows under the faint wall lamp and the clear moonlight.

Liu Yulan lazily closed her eyes.

At this moment, a gentle, soothing power entered her body, and the discomfort was relieved. She opened her eyes, but saw that under his slightly drooping eyes, a pair of green eyes were like gurgling water, as if pity-but when she spoke, they seemed to hide a sharp knife:

"This is the last time, you and Louis."

Baimang injected her body from his fingers.

"Of course, this is the last time."

The girl lowered her eyes docilely.

But his chin was picked up, he lifted it up and looked into her eyes seriously, as if to see a trace of rebellion or perfunctory in it.

But those eyes were like deep blue ocean, there was nothing in them, only rippling water waves.

He put her down:

"Remember your promise."

"Of course, I will remember."

The corners of her mouth are crooked.

Never let you treat me like this for the second time.

"Then, goodbye."

She closed her eyes sleepily, letting her sleepiness drown her.

Consciousness was dragged into a deep dream.

"Snapped--"

The sconce on the wall went out.

There is only one moon.

The girl curled up in the corner of the bed and fell asleep. Her slender limbs were clumped together, hugging herself tightly, and curly blonde hair was scattered on her.

Compared to the wide bed, she looks so small.

He stood by the bed for a long time, until the night dew became frost before he lifted his foot and walked away.

Next to the bed was a gorgeous floor-to-ceiling mirror with a beautiful rose pattern in the gold frame. When he was about to pass by, he suddenly stopped.