Quickly wear: Black yanderes are so clingy

"8384: Wow, Lord Host, it's really sublimation!" actually jumped directly from the level of love to the level of inseparable love.

"At the beginning of the time: when an emotion is only in the emotional world, its degree is difficult to be truly profound, and it may just be a momentary confusion. It must also exist in the intellectual world to reach the point of being unforgettable.

8384, as a data link, can't understand such complex human emotions, but it is not frustrated, after all, as long as the host understands it!

Wen Ze stood in place, far away from Lian Sheng, and took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket.

The faint flame jumped, and the smoke blurred his expression, as if it was through something, hazy, and he couldn't see clearly.

Lian Sheng said softly, "I didn't know you still smoked."

"Occasionally. Wen Ze said, he stretched out his hand, the light screen appeared in front of him, I don't know where to click, the exhaust fan in the room began to work.

"I'm not that fragile, I don't die if I smoke a cigarette.

"If you suck too much, you will." Wen Ze still didn't come closer.

Silence crept through the room.

"Why don't you let Chen Qing help you?" Wen Ze opened his mouth to break the silence, "I will let you go because of the pressure."

"Why drag so many people in? It's clearly just my problem, I chose to betray, so I just paid the price." Lian Sheng said lightly.

"Do you think you're paying the price now?" Wen Ze's voice was cold, "You don't think I'm a good person, do you?"

Lian Sheng looked away and muttered, "I know, your subordinates have shown mercy." But I didn't have the luxury of that.

"Yes, you don't ask for it. You are ready to be tortured, and you have endured. Wen Ze said, the expression in his blue eyes was so complicated that it was difficult to discern, "You think about the rebels, you think about that little girl, you think about Chen Qing, you think about everyone."

He suddenly smiled.

"Oh I forgot, you alone don't think about yourself.

"I'm not that great. "

Really?" Wen Ze snuffed out the cigarette, the temperature of the fire coming from his fingertips, and there was a faint burning pain, "Very good." You need to know now, Chen Qing, Avila, and all the people you care about, the reason why they are alive like this is because you are still alive.

"You'd better think about yourself first. Because once something goes wrong with you, their raison d'être is gone.

Lian Sheng turned his eyes to look at him abruptly.

"I don't understand. Her face was pale, but she did her best to keep her composure.

Wen Ze walked towards Lian Sheng step by step, completely enveloping her in his own shadow.

"You have to live, you have to stay with me. Wen Ze said, his voice soft and affectionate, "Otherwise, I don't know what I will do."

"I hate the Empire, and if one day I had to choose between the rebels and anything else, I would still choose the rebels. Lian Sheng said.

"I know. Wen Ze's eyes were calm, but the still water flowed deeply, and the madness hidden in them almost broke through the disguise, "Whether it's disagreement or betrayal, I want you to stay by my side." That's my bottom line. "

You're crazy. Lian Sheng's breath was short.

"Perhaps. Wen Ze was not angry.

He stretched out his hand, and his broad palm could almost cover Lian Sheng's face. The slender fingers outlined from Lian Sheng's eyebrows, moved to her cold, soft lips, and then to the slender white neck.

His fingers rested on the side of his neck, and the carotid artery under the skin was pulsating to the ground, gradually calming his paranoid and angry heart.

You're mine, and I don't care about the rest.

I just want you to stay with me. You don't need to love me, you don't need to change your mind, you don't need to think about me.

As long as you're still there.

Wen Ze leaned over, wrapped her into his arms, and rubbed the tip of his nose against her neck.

"Your father is indeed seriously ill, and the emperor has sent a royal physician to the Lian family.

Lian Sheng's voice was suppressed, "Can't it be cured?" In fact,

she already had the answer in her heart.

New humans hardly get sick, and once they are really sick, it almost means that they are powerless.

Wen Ze didn't answer directly, "You can go and see him."

Lian Sheng's fingers suddenly clenched the sofa.

With your own identity. "