302 Take me home

Seeing a complicated look flashing in Canghai's eyes, Jiuyin was also helpless.

It was not her able to control her body that occupied Jiuyin. When she woke up, her soul was in this body.

But what was strange about her was that she actually inherited the memory of Jiuyin. Of course, it only refers to everything that happened in Xichuli when she woke up in the crystal coffin.

As for the memories she had fallen asleep in the crystal coffin and was frozen, she could not remember at all.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to drive Jiuyin away. It was already like this when I woke up."

Canghai looked at her without saying anything, and there was no expression on his face. Even the waves in his eyes gradually calmed down. Finally, he said seriously in a low voice: "You are Jiuyin."

"I'm really not Jiuyin..."

"I said you are, you are." Maybe he couldn't explain some things now, but he had seen her fate, and even though he knew that her fate was strange and had many differences from the past Yin'er, he could still be sure that she was his Yin'er. There was no doubt about this.

He was sure, but Jiuyin was different. She was clearly not Jiuyin.

"I can't even figure out some things right now, but you are really Jiuyin." He stretched out his big palm and grabbed her little hand.

Feeling her slight resistance, he increased his strength a little more, wrapped her little hands in his palm, and said firmly: "Only Yin'er can communicate with me in the heart. If you doubt it, I have a way to prove to you that you are my Yin'er."

Jiuyin looked up at him. He looked serious, without any jokes, but she couldn't understand why he was so sure that she was his voice.

Is she Jiuyin? Is there anyone who knows better than herself?

"You never want to believe it." He still held her hand tightly, lowered his head and leaned closer to her, getting too close, and the warm breath fluttered on her small face.

Jiuyin was startled and was about to avoid it.

But Canghai suddenly stretched out his long arm and took her into his arms. He turned over and directly pressed her between the soft couch and his body: "Yin'er..."

"I'm not your voice." I've said it to him many times, why can't I accept this fact?

"No matter what, your voice is gone." She said coldly.

"I said, I can confirm it to you."

The words ended here, and he suddenly lowered his head and pinched her little mouth with thin lips.

Passion seemed to burst out in an instant, coming so quickly and suddenly, Jiuyin didn't have time to react at all, and she was already in his confinement.

What made her even more panic was that his big palm climbed up to her clothes and pulled it hard, pulling half of her clothes down, allowing her round shoulders and a piece of snow-white skin in front of her to appear in front of him.

"Cang... Um--" The voice could not be made at all, and his thin lips were occupied by him again. She fell on him and wanted to push him away. Canghai's rough palm actually grabbed her body in an instant and pressed it down.

Jiuyin was so scared that she struggled wildly, but no matter how hard she struggled, his palm was still ravaging his body.

"No..." The consciousness gradually became confused with his actions. Slowly, his body followed his own thoughts and gradually lost the heart to resist him...

A pair of cloud eyes narrowed slightly, looking at the unreal face in front of her, both familiar and somewhat unfamiliar, but she seemed to see a lot through this face.

Many vague pictures gradually became clearer, and some chaotic memories slowly pieced together a complete picture in her mind...

The girl hugged the tall man with a smile on her face, and always called affectionately: "Brother Hai, Brother Hai..."

The man hugged her gently, not knowing where the eyes were falling, and there was clearly doting in his eyes, but there was no excitement or strange feelings.

When he held the girl, he was doing something like a Holy Spirit. Pampering her was just his mission and had nothing to do with love.

But the girl didn't know that whenever she pulled up his big palm and walked among the flowers with him, she always smiled freely and sweetly: "Brother Hai, the Queen Mother said, when I grow up, you will be my husband."

The man nodded, smiled at the corner of his lips, and did not speak.

The girl asked again: "Brother Hai, do you like me?"

"I like." His voice was faint, very gentle, and very ethereal.

Jiuyin could hear that there was no feeling between men and women at all, and that was just doting, just like a brother who was doing his sister.

However, the girl didn't know, she didn't know anything, and when she saw him smiling at her, her heart was filled with sweetness. As long as she knew that she would marry him when she grew up in the future, and she would be his only wife leader, she would have nothing to ask for in this life.

For some reason, Jiuyin suddenly felt a little painful in her heart, for the girl's innocence and ignorance, and for the man's helplessness and acceptance of her fate.

It is clearly not a pair of affectionate people, but they are always doing things between affectionate people.

The girl asked him to hug him and kiss him. Fortunately, the girl did not know what to do if she took a deeper look.

Jiuyin's heart was a little cold because she had already felt it. As long as the girl said, he would definitely do it, even if it was to take his life.

If the girl knows more about this kind of thing and one day she says she wants to be intimate with him, she believes that the man will also let the two of them be intimately united without hesitation.

Such a relationship is destined to be a tragedy. Why don’t you tell her if you don’t like her? Why do you want her to fall into an endless fantasy and live in your own fantasy forever?

But she couldn't blame him because when he looked at the girl, the pampering in his eyes was so sincere. He really spoiled her and regarded her as the most important woman in his life.

"Brother Hai..." She murmured, raised her head slightly, and her consciousness was still in fantasy, but her hands unconsciously held his neck.

At this moment, I couldn't tell who she was, whether she was herself, or the innocent and ignorant girl in the illusion who lived carefree every day?

Canghai's tall body was slightly stunned. In fact, he never thought of doing something close to her here. If she did it, she would regret it when she woke up and blame him.

But what he didn't expect was that her body was like poison, and most people could not touch it at all. If it touched it, it would be poisoned and would never be able to leave her.

The big palm slowly slid along her delicate skin, slid towards her slender waist, and her body was tightly tight. I really wanted to ask her for it like this, but he didn't dare. He didn't have the courage, and he was afraid that she would hate him after she woke up.

"Jiuyin, you are really my Yiner, do you know?" The silence of a silence was filled with a strong desire, and the pain she endured could never taste.

"But I... don't want..." Her cloud eyes were covered with a sad look, looking at the increasingly blurred face in front of her, her thin lips slightly opened, and a little bitterness was added to her words: "You don't like me, you don't like me at all, Brother Hai..."

"Is it because you know that I didn't know how to cherish it before, so you don't want to give me another chance now, so you punish me in this way?" He smiled slightly, lowered his head and kissed her lips.

The long finger had already penetrated a little along the edge of her skirt, but now she could not help but retracted it and slowly slid upward along her waist.

He still couldn't bear to let go, but he just didn't want to go any further. He hoped that one day she would be willing to hand herself over to him.

"Yin'er..."

"Canghai, why don't you like me? You lied to me so hard, it's so hard, it's really so hard..."

She had completely linked herself to the girl in the illusion, and even she herself was not aware that her consciousness had not yet fully awakened.

Canghai's big palm fell on her forehead, gently brushing away the scattered strands of scattered hair. The other palm was still led by emotion and fell back to the position that made him forget all the time, and gently rubbed it.

Such a beautiful body belonged to him completely, but he missed it, repeatedly and repeatedly refused.

If he thought, she would have been his own person long ago. In the past, he was the only one in her heart, but now...

"Yin'er, do you still want to go back? I'll take you back and go back to our home, okay? Let's go back and take back everything that belongs to us, okay?"

"Canghai..." She stretched out her hand to stroke his strong face, and tears suddenly slid down inexplicably: "Canghai, we have no home."

My heart hurts so much that it makes me feel so difficult to breathe.

They have no home, their home has been captured, and even if they go back, they are nothing.

"As long as you want, I will definitely grab the home for you." He said hoarsely, his voice hoarse, but firm.

It belongs to them, and no one can take it away. One day he will snatch their home completely and hand it back to her.

His body was snow-white and delicate, without any flaws. His rough palm fell on her delicateness, and the bronze skin contrasted with her snow. Just a glance made him fall deeply.

My breathing was messy, my heartbeated quickly, and my voice became hoarse: "Yin'er, is it okay to go back to me? Be my woman and continue to be my Yin'er, okay?"

He could not control himself anymore. He had imagined all this in his mind for thousands of times. Now it really appeared in front of him, but he was like Liu Xiahui. In order not to let her hate him in the future, he forced himself to suppress all his impulses.

But when she reached out to touch her face, his reason was quickly collapsed: "Yin'er..."
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