Fu Beichen slightly opened his eyes. The bright and dust-free ink eyes made people fall into them with only one eye.

Looking at the face close at hand, Fu Beichen smiled low and drew a beautiful arc at the corners of his mouth. Looking at his dark eyes and looking at his face, he slowly stretched out his hand and gently rubbed her delicate cheek, but he didn't feel a trace of warmth in the cold and hard lines of his face.

"Yan Yan, Yan Yan, when Grandpa named you, he probably wanted you to be happy all your life!"

"Brother Beichen..." Zhan Yan felt the temperature of his big hands and wet his slender eyelashes with tears, "you still hate me, don't you..."

I heard that Fu Beichen slowly raised his head. His thin lips were filled with a smile that looked like fun and ridicule. He looked back and stared at the face in front of him. It was quiet everywhere, but he still couldn't hide the man's natural momentum and strong sense of oppression.

And when the man looked back and looked at her coldly.

Her breath suddenly smothered.

There are several strands of dark hair hanging gently in front of the forehead, with deep and exquisite facial features, handsome and firm face. Under the sword eyebrow, a pair of dark and clear eyes are as cold as ice. Such amazing beauty and amazing momentum make people unconsciously be deeply attracted.

In those days, she was attracted by him. Among the Platycodon grandiflorum flowers, he was as beautiful as an elf. It was because he was so beautiful that she could never forget it.

"Zhan Yan, shouldn't I hate you?" Fu Beichen stretched out his hand and raised her chin. The smile on his lips was chilling. He looked down at the woman in front of him and raised a evil smile on his lips. "Yan Yan, I can't give you a lifetime of Yan Yan. How about we go to hell together?"

"Go to hell?" Zhan Yan gently raised his mouth and couldn't tell what it was like in his heart. "Fu Beichen, is this the only way between us? Is it the only way? Has our feelings for so many years died for Lin Siwei?"

"Zhan Yan, as early as you drove away Siwei, and finally Siwei died. You should know that there is nothing between us!"

"Lin Siwei... Brother Beichen, she doesn't deserve you at all. She doesn't deserve you at all!"

"She doesn't deserve it, but do you deserve it when your hands are full of blood?"

Yan Zhan in the dark was kind of lonely and dark. She gently raised her lips, "Fu Beichen -"

Zhan Yan looked uneasily at Fu Beichen with dark eyes. The hatred in his eyes was so arrogant that she was afraid. Afraid of Fu Beichen, she retreated in fear,

"What are you hiding?" however, Fu Beichen looked at the woman's action, and his lips were filled with a cold smile. "You've done so many things just to get me? I'll help you, show your face!"

Fu Beichen's coldness slightly hurt Zhan Yan. She lowered her head and bit her lips, "Fu Beichen..."

When he saw the girl who had been spoiled since childhood, he smiled, his lips gently approached her cheeks and pulled her into his arms. The overbearing and strong masculine atmosphere instantly covered her. She was a little afraid and wanted to struggle, but she couldn't get rid of it.

But in the process of struggling, her lips gently touched the corners of Fu Beichen's lips.

"Yan Yan, you kissed me secretly in the Platycodon flower field of the exhibitor that summer, didn't you? What are you afraid of now?"

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