Chapter 2190

His kiss, like a storm, almost drowned her.

Only such a kiss, only such a hug, as if to prove that she still exists, that he can touch and feel.

If at the beginning, he only wanted to prove something, then the kiss gradually turned into addiction and memory for him.

Until a applause, accompanied by pain, sounded on his cheek.

There were bursts of stinging pain on his face, and this slap was waved by her, which gave him pain and made him a little sober.

"I hope you can also respect me. Such a kiss is not what I want!" junle Yan stared at Mei Beichen. Although it was her who hit, bursts of pain came from her hand. The pain, like a thorn, began to spread to the whole body along the palm, as if every breath had become painful.

His eyes narrowed suddenly. The coolness on her face stimulated the emotion called "jealousy" again, "so what do you want? Han Lin?"

"This has nothing to do with you!" Jun Le Yan said coldly.

Mei Beichen sneered, raised his hand and pinched her chin. "Yan Yan, no matter what you think, everything about you has nothing to do with me."

Her beautiful eyebrows suddenly wrinkled, "pain..." she couldn't help crying out in pain.

He immediately withdrew his strength and wanted to see where she was pinched by him.

She subconsciously wanted to wave his hand, but he grabbed her wrist.

"You let go..." her eyebrows frowned even more.

He lowered his head and glanced at the red mark on her wrist, which was the mark left on her wrist when he kissed her just now!

Mei Beichen was annoyed that he didn't control his strength.

"Does it hurt?" he asked softly, gently stroking the red mark on her wrist. The red mark is so dazzling that it hurts him. Damn it, if he had paid more attention just now.

"If I say it hurts, will you let go?" junle Yan asked.

His thin lips pursed, the action on his hand stopped, and his long eyelashes fell gently, covering his eyes. After a long time, he said, "I shouldn't hurt you. I can release this hand, but you, I won't let go."

As his voice fell, his fingers slowly loosened.

The slender finger gently pulled some messy hair on her cheek, and his lips were close to her ear, whispering, "Yan Yan, don't make me jealous, OK? I know I've done something wrong, and I'm not qualified to ask you any more, but... I'm still selfish and don't want to see you with other men, and I'm selfish and want to take everything from you. So, don't make me jealous, whether it's pity or sympathy... Unless one day, you completely lose me in your heart."

But if one day she really doesn't have him in her heart, what will he become? Even he doesn't know.

Mei Beichen left. Jun Leyan stayed alone in the bedroom, his lips were still burning, and his voice seemed to wrap around her ears, so bright.