Chapter 695 Crazy criticizes the beauty for taking the villain’s script 25

Su Qing'an's pupils narrowed in shock, leaving no room for resistance.

The other party's teeth collided so hard that they bled. It was not a gentle grinding of ears and temples, but an attack on a fragile prey.

Qi Lou trembled and said: "The blackening value...75!"

Su Qing'an could no longer hear the voice clearly, all her senses were destroyed by one person, and she was forced to press against the carriage behind her, her face getting paler.

She frowned in displeasure and was about to speak, but he had no idea.

"Be...unbridled!"

The smell of blood filled the air, Su Qing'an's hands tightly grasped his shoulders, her finger bones were delicate and white, and her light-colored glazed eyes were covered with moisture.

That Bodhisattva-like face is red in color.

Her eyelashes were wet and hanging down, and she was shackled in the carriage.

The soft voice was extremely hoarse and painful, and the order at this time also took on a revolting tone.

Cen Zhou blocked all her escape routes and imprisoned the noble princess in the carriage. The bridge of his nose was pressed against hers, and there were still blood stains on the side of her face. The blood stains were dripping, and her back was thin and straight.

"Why are you so presumptuous?" He lowered his long black eyelashes and looked down at her, his teeth ruthless and reckless. He was obviously doing the most treacherous thing, but his eyes were always dark and cold, sealing in the flames and cold winter, like those of an outsider.

He watched with cold eyes, not showing any emotion.

A low and hoarse voice sounded, and the tone was always cold.

Su Qingan opened her mouth, but had no chance to speak.

The woman's chin was pinched by Cen Zhou, and her neck was raised in a particularly beautiful arc. It was trembling, fragile, and tightly stretched to create beautiful and attractive lines. On the skin as white as mutton fat jade, the dark blue blood vessels were obviously slender, as if she was arrogant.

The dying white swan.

Her person is different from her heart.

It is a warmth that is extremely inconsistent with cold-blooded methods.

It's soft everywhere and can be broken with one hand.

Cen Zhou paused for a moment, smiled, and mocked in Su Qing'an's ear: "Isn't this what the princess wants?"

The cold breath sprayed on the skin on the side of the ear, and the thin earlobe trembled. Su Qingan subconsciously ducked, but was forced back to her face, and the white pearl earring hit the side of her face, making a crisp sound!

Her jaw was so pinched that it hurt. Su Qing'an raised her face and squinted at him. Her vision was blurry enough to focus on the young man's cold brows. She coughed violently several times. The mist in her eyes did not fade away completely, and the ends of her eyes were red.

Tear moles are more burning, as if they are shedding tears.

After waiting for a long time, Su Qing'an slowly spoke.

"If you offend the princess, what is the crime for the following crime?"

The voice is soft, gravelly, and a bit careless, majestic and lazy.

Interweaving a tone that is both seductive and terrifying.

But her messy white dress, the wrinkles, the soft curve of her waist, and her tearful eyes really made people frightened.

Crazy to see her cry, to see her tears wet the cinnabar mole.

This should be what most people think. Cen Zhou was indifferent, not even showing the slightest physical reaction. His psychology was far more disgusting and repelling than his physical body. Everything was either ambiguous or a game.

"I'm offended, so what?" Cen Zhou stared at her, his eyes sliding over her bloody and colorful lips, and sarcastically said, "The princess can punish me for the crime of disrespect at any time."

At such a close distance, even their breaths were intertwined. She did not hide from him or retreat, nor did anyone give in. They were so close that they were contaminated by each other's breath and the other's heartbeat.

Bang, bang—"Bang."

Su Qing'an imitated, opening her beautiful red mouth slightly, making a mouth shape and syllables.

It's cold and powerful, devoid of human emotion.

It's his heartbeat.
Chapter completed!