Chapter 72
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He said he was sorry and wanted to hug her, but he thought of her fear, his outstretched hand stuck in midair. Finally, he reluctantly pulled back.
Then later as Shen Zhonghua left, Qiqi didn’t look at him. She didn’t know how many times in the previous life she had been looking at his back. Watching him turn around and leave, walking further and further away, and disappearing into her own sight. Her gaze followed him even if she couldn’t see him and her heart also held him tightly.
Now, she finally wasn’t......
Shen Zhonghua of the previous life was like the bright light of the cold moon. Even if she reached out her hand to hold it tightly, she couldn’t hold it either because it was just an illusion and was even more fabricated. She understood it. It was too late to regret, but she wouldn’t let go until her flesh and blood were consumed away by her hopeless love.
With a long sigh, Qiqi sat down with her hands together. She apparently didn’t move nor do anything, but she simply felt physically and mentally exhausted.
Tonight, Qiqi slept badly. She was tossed and entangled with Shen Zhonghua in her nightmare. For a moment she was in the water clinging to him, her feet couldn’t touch the ground, like a drowning person holding onto the only driftwood in the sea. For a moment she was on the messy bed. She didn’t know how long she had been pressed by him to do it. She was sticky all over and wasn’t in a good state.
Qiqi frowned in her sleep. She remembered the strength of his impact, remembering the aching and bulging of his big mushroom head embedded in the entrance of her womb. She also remembered the jointed of his distinct fingers were digging and ramming in her tender hole, fiddling out the sweet and sour juice of lychee......
For several times, she pushed and resisted, wanting to escape because she couldn’t bear his long-term thrust and collision. When she was almost incontinent by Shen Zhonghua’s manipulation in her dream, Shen Zhonghua dragged her back by her leg again, pinching her waist tightly and pressing her under him. His entire tall, imposing body pressed down and thrust into her from behind. One of his hands ruthlessly squeezed her nipple and the fingers of his other hand flexibly pinched and rubbed her small swollen bead between her legs.
Qiqi was sweating profusely being trapped deep in the nightmare. On Shen Zhonghua’s side, his situation wasn’t much better than her. He was still awake in the middle of the night, but because the room had been burning the mysterious peaceful calming an xi xiang, he gradually sunk into dreamland too.
Half awake and half asleep, Shen Zhonghua seemed to see the light coming from the other end. The sound of running water, and also the blossom of thousands of trees across the riverbank like snow and brocade.
He heard his own ordinary voice ask a sentence: “What wish did you make?”
“Shen Qi didn’t make a wish, but it was an advance wish.” Qiqi stood behind him. Her voice was faint like the petals of apricot flowers blowing in the breeze, and said to him: “Shen Qi wished Master the best and that you will be the monarch of the world, live a hundred long life, be free of worries and be prosperous under your hands.”
At that time, he was still a prince and he still hadn’t mistaken Su Lianxue. Qiqi at that time was very small. Her bones were thin and weak, still hadn’t fully developed. She bit on a wangye, calling him stubbornly and firmly. Now, she changed her tune to call him Master. He asked her what wish she made. She clearly made it but said that she wished for it in advance. At that time she believed it must be him, the man who ruled the world must be him.
Later when Shen Zhonghua truly ruled the world, he lost that girl. The one who always kept silent behind him and accompanied him quietly like a shadow, and the one who would surely be the first to appear in front of him if there was any danger.
Be the monarch of the world, live a hundred long lives, be free of worries, and be prosperous under your hands.
Her best wishes, he only accomplished the first one and also only obtained the first one in the end.
Perhaps it was destined to be that way. Perhaps the one who made that wish for him didn’t stay with him for a hundred years.
Shen Zhonghua sank deep into the nightmare. It was unlike those physical bodies intertwined in Qiqi’s dreamland. What Shen Zhonghua saw was the Qiqi that was pressed under him, a pale complexion with black hair scattered and tearful eyes. The bruises on her neck were all traces of his brand. Her eyes were empty and sorrowful. His heart was stabbed and twisted fiercely.
“Qiqi... Qiqi...” Shen Zhonghua panicked. He recognized at a glance that Qiqi under him was the Qiqi of the previous life. However, he was a dreamer so he couldn’t tell whether the rebirth of him was a dream or whether the previous life before his eyes that tear opened the wound in his heart was a dream. He didn’t dare to look at her eyes, so he stretched his hand to cover them fragilely. His lips trembled and said in a panic: “I’m sorry...... I’m sorry......”
Then he noticed that he pressed Qiqi on the ice-cold and hard floor tiles. He hurriedly helped her to put on her messy clothes, pulled her up from the floor, and said: “The floor is cold......”
Qiqi leaned in his arms as she remained silent. He called her name and looked down but what came into his sight was actually blood......
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He said he was sorry and wanted to hug her, but he thought of her fear, his outstretched hand stuck in midair. Finally, he reluctantly pulled back.
Then later as Shen Zhonghua left, Qiqi didn’t look at him. She didn’t know how many times in the previous life she had been looking at his back. Watching him turn around and leave, walking further and further away, and disappearing into her own sight. Her gaze followed him even if she couldn’t see him and her heart also held him tightly.
Now, she finally wasn’t......
Shen Zhonghua of the previous life was like the bright light of the cold moon. Even if she reached out her hand to hold it tightly, she couldn’t hold it either because it was just an illusion and was even more fabricated. She understood it. It was too late to regret, but she wouldn’t let go until her flesh and blood were consumed away by her hopeless love.
With a long sigh, Qiqi sat down with her hands together. She apparently didn’t move nor do anything, but she simply felt physically and mentally exhausted.
Tonight, Qiqi slept badly. She was tossed and entangled with Shen Zhonghua in her nightmare. For a moment she was in the water clinging to him, her feet couldn’t touch the ground, like a drowning person holding onto the only driftwood in the sea. For a moment she was on the messy bed. She didn’t know how long she had been pressed by him to do it. She was sticky all over and wasn’t in a good state.
Qiqi frowned in her sleep. She remembered the strength of his impact, remembering the aching and bulging of his big mushroom head embedded in the entrance of her womb. She also remembered the jointed of his distinct fingers were digging and ramming in her tender hole, fiddling out the sweet and sour juice of lychee......
For several times, she pushed and resisted, wanting to escape because she couldn’t bear his long-term thrust and collision. When she was almost incontinent by Shen Zhonghua’s manipulation in her dream, Shen Zhonghua dragged her back by her leg again, pinching her waist tightly and pressing her under him. His entire tall, imposing body pressed down and thrust into her from behind. One of his hands ruthlessly squeezed her nipple and the fingers of his other hand flexibly pinched and rubbed her small swollen bead between her legs.
Qiqi was sweating profusely being trapped deep in the nightmare. On Shen Zhonghua’s side, his situation wasn’t much better than her. He was still awake in the middle of the night, but because the room had been burning the mysterious peaceful calming an xi xiang, he gradually sunk into dreamland too.
Half awake and half asleep, Shen Zhonghua seemed to see the light coming from the other end. The sound of running water, and also the blossom of thousands of trees across the riverbank like snow and brocade.
He heard his own ordinary voice ask a sentence: “What wish did you make?”
“Shen Qi didn’t make a wish, but it was an advance wish.” Qiqi stood behind him. Her voice was faint like the petals of apricot flowers blowing in the breeze, and said to him: “Shen Qi wished Master the best and that you will be the monarch of the world, live a hundred long life, be free of worries and be prosperous under your hands.”
At that time, he was still a prince and he still hadn’t mistaken Su Lianxue. Qiqi at that time was very small. Her bones were thin and weak, still hadn’t fully developed. She bit on a wangye, calling him stubbornly and firmly. Now, she changed her tune to call him Master. He asked her what wish she made. She clearly made it but said that she wished for it in advance. At that time she believed it must be him, the man who ruled the world must be him.
Later when Shen Zhonghua truly ruled the world, he lost that girl. The one who always kept silent behind him and accompanied him quietly like a shadow, and the one who would surely be the first to appear in front of him if there was any danger.
Be the monarch of the world, live a hundred long lives, be free of worries, and be prosperous under your hands.
Her best wishes, he only accomplished the first one and also only obtained the first one in the end.
Perhaps it was destined to be that way. Perhaps the one who made that wish for him didn’t stay with him for a hundred years.
Shen Zhonghua sank deep into the nightmare. It was unlike those physical bodies intertwined in Qiqi’s dreamland. What Shen Zhonghua saw was the Qiqi that was pressed under him, a pale complexion with black hair scattered and tearful eyes. The bruises on her neck were all traces of his brand. Her eyes were empty and sorrowful. His heart was stabbed and twisted fiercely.
“Qiqi... Qiqi...” Shen Zhonghua panicked. He recognized at a glance that Qiqi under him was the Qiqi of the previous life. However, he was a dreamer so he couldn’t tell whether the rebirth of him was a dream or whether the previous life before his eyes that tear opened the wound in his heart was a dream. He didn’t dare to look at her eyes, so he stretched his hand to cover them fragilely. His lips trembled and said in a panic: “I’m sorry...... I’m sorry......”
Then he noticed that he pressed Qiqi on the ice-cold and hard floor tiles. He hurriedly helped her to put on her messy clothes, pulled her up from the floor, and said: “The floor is cold......”
Qiqi leaned in his arms as she remained silent. He called her name and looked down but what came into his sight was actually blood......
He said he was sorry and wanted to hug her, but he thought of her fear, his outstretched hand stuck in midair. Finally, he reluctantly pulled back.Then later as Shen Zhonghua left, Qiqi didn't look at him. She didn't know how many times in the previous life she had been looking at his back. Watching him turn around and leave, walking further and further away, and disappearing into her own sight. Her gaze followed him even if she couldn't see him and her heart also held him tightly.Now, she finally wasn't......Shen Zhonghua of the previous life was like the bright light of the cold moon. Even if she reached out her hand to hold it tightly, she couldn't hold it either because it was just an illusion and was even more fabricated. She understood it. It was too late to regret, but she wouldn't let go until her flesh and blood were consumed away by her hopeless love.With a long sigh, Qiqi sat down with her hands together. She apparently didn't move nor do anything, but she simply felt physically and mentally exhausted.Tonight, Qiqi slept badly. She was tossed and entangled with Shen Zhonghua in her nightmare. For a moment she was in the water clinging to him, her feet couldn't touch the ground, like a drowning person holding onto the only driftwood in the sea. For a moment she was on the messy bed. She didn't know how long she had been pressed by him to do it. She was sticky all over and wasn't in a good state.Qiqi frowned in her sleep. She remembered the strength of his impact, remembering the aching and bulging of his big mushroom head embedded in the entrance of her womb. She also remembered the jointed of his distinct fingers were digging and ramming in her tender hole, fiddling out the sweet and sour juice of lychee......For several times, she pushed and resisted, wanting to escape because she couldn't bear his long-term thrust and collision. When she was almost incontinent by Shen Zhonghua's manipulation in her dream, Shen Zhonghua dragged her back by her leg again, pinching her waist tightly and pressing her under him. His entire tall, imposing body pressed down and thrust into her from behind. One of his hands ruthlessly squeezed her nipple and the fingers of his other hand flexibly pinched and rubbed her small swollen bead between her legs.Qiqi was sweating profusely being trapped deep in the nightmare. On Shen Zhonghua's side, his situation wasn't much better than her. He was still awake in the middle of the night, but because the room had been burning the mysterious peaceful calmingan xi xiang, he gradually sunk into dreamland too.Half awake and half asleep, Shen Zhonghua seemed to see the light coming from the other end. The sound of running water, and also the blossom of thousands of trees across the riverbank like snow and brocade.He heard his own ordinary voice ask a sentence: What wish did you make?Shen Qi didn't make a wish, but it was an advance wish. Qiqi stood behind him. Her voice was faint like the petals of apricot flowers blowing in the breeze, and said to him: Shen Qi wished Master the best and that you will be the monarch of the world, live a hundred long life, be free of worries and be prosperous under your hands.At that time, he was still a prince and he still hadn't mistaken Su Lianxue. Qiqi at that time was very small. Her bones were thin and weak, still hadn't fully developed. She bit on awangye, calling him stubbornly and firmly. Now, she changed her tune to call him Master. He asked her what wish she made. She clearly made it but said that she wished for it in advance. At that time she believed it must be him, the man who ruled the world must be him.Later when Shen Zhonghua truly ruled the world, he lost that girl. The one who always kept silent behind him and accompanied him quietly like a shadow, and the one who would surely be the first to appear in front of him if there was any danger.Be the monarch of the world, live a hundred long lives, be free of worries, and be prosperous under your hands.Her best wishes, he only accomplished the first one and also only obtained the first one in the end.Perhaps it was destined to be that way. Perhaps the one who made that wish for him didn't stay with him for a hundred years.Shen Zhonghua sank deep into the nightmare. It was unlike those physical bodies intertwined in Qiqi's dreamland. What Shen Zhonghua saw was the Qiqi that was pressed under him, a pale complexion with black hair scattered and tearful eyes. The bruises on her neck were all traces of his brand. Her eyes were empty and sorrowful. His heart was stabbed and twisted fiercely.Qiqi... Qiqi... Shen Zhonghua panicked. He recognized at a glance that Qiqi under him was the Qiqi of the previous life. However, he was a dreamer so he couldn't tell whether the rebirth of him was a dream or whether the previous life before his eyes that tear opened the wound in his heart was a dream. He didn't dare to look at her eyes, so he stretched his hand to cover them fragilely. His lips trembled and said in a panic: I'm sorry...... I'm sorry......Then he noticed that he pressed Qiqi on the ice-cold and hard floor tiles. He hurriedly helped her to put on her messy clothes, pulled her up from the floor, and said: The floor is cold......Qiqi leaned in his arms as she remained silent. He called her name and looked down but what came into his sight was actually blood......
