His lips touched her ears, and his warm breath sprayed on her earlobes, and the hoarse voice was like temptation, but it was like longing.

Junleyan subconsciously wanted to break away from this embrace, but he held it more and more tightly.

"You let go of me..." she shouted.

"I just want an answer!" he said, one hand clasping her jaw and forcing her to face the tablets, "Yan Yan, tell the truth. To the face of these ancestors, tell the truth! Do you really have no feelings for me? If so, I will be safe. I will only be your 'antidote' all my life. In addition, there will be no more demands!"

If she really has no feelings for him, he will completely die. He won't ask for anything anymore, because everything is meaningless to him. He will safely do her antidote until she doesn't need him anymore.

Just - he doesn't believe it, doesn't believe she really doesn't feel for him, doesn't believe her love for him can disappear so completely.

If her pain is the curse of fate, he should thank God that he can become her "antidote" and give him a destiny that makes her inseparable from him.

Junle Yan stared at the memorial tablets in front of him. He felt very dry in his mouth and couldn't make a voice. He wanted to say something, but it seemed that all the languages were weak.

Then he turned her body to him and turned into a face-to-face posture. His eyes stared at her as if to see through her, and did not let go of the slightest change in the expression on her face, "If you really have no feelings for me, how can you be willing to give birth to my child? You are just afraid that I will hide you again and have no confidence in the future, so you won't give me any chance, right? In fact, you still love me in your heart!"

Mei Beichen spoke word by word, and her voice was so determined.

But his determination made her feel flustered, "no, not like you said!"

"Then tell me, what should it be?" he said, his fingers clasping her jaw and forcing her to look at him.

Her face finally lost the calm before, and her eyes dodged his eyes, "Mei Beichen, let me go!"

"Yan Yan, I know I made a lot of mistakes. I made you suffer and let your heart die, but... You still love me. You are deceiving yourself and others!" He whispered. He knew that her pain was given by him, so he felt more pain than her. At the same time, there were all kinds of regrets. How can we make up for this mistake? And how can we make her restore her past smile and be willing to admit her love for him again?

Her body suddenly trembled, "I didn't..."

But before her voice fell, his lips had been heavily pressed on her lips, and the familiar breath suddenly enveloped her whole body.

This kiss made junle Yan so unprepared and overwhelmed. Did he deceive himself? He seemed to see through her whole person, so she didn't know how to refute.