Love Never Ends

He looked at Zhi Qing with a deep and complicated gaze, as if he was feeling a bit helpless.    

    

Without saying a word, he pulled her into his embrace, wrapping one hand around her waist while the other hand pressed against the back of her head, making her bury herself in his embrace, feeling the warmth in his chest, and his heart beating rapidly because of her, "Do you miss me?"    

    

he asked.    

    

He asked very seriously.    

    

The voice was low and hoarse, as if it still had a touch of vicissitudes and tiredness in it.    

    

Indeed, she hadn't seen him in days, and she didn't even care where he went or what he did.    

    

In her eyes, everything about this man had nothing to do with her!    

    

"Morrill, let me go —"    

    

Zhi Qing struggled.    

    

He desperately wanted to escape from his imprisonment.    

    

Morrill let go of her head but tightened his grip around her waist. He stared at her with burning eyes. A dark ray of light flashed across his usually calm eyes. "Zhi Qing, you will never know how much I love you …"    

    

In his arms, Zhi Qing's delicate body stiffened because of his words.    

    

Morrill...    

    

Zhi Qing didn't even know what kind of man he was!    

    

Overbearing? Despicable? Unfair means?    

    

But every time, he would save her in the fire and water, not even sparing her life … Zhi Qing didn't know if this was what he meant by love, but the more 'love' she had, the more suffocating it made her feel. The feeling of guilt in her heart also became heavier.    

    

"Going home."    

    

Morrill said.    

    

His words had always been simple and concise.    

    

"No, I'm already asleep. I won't be going over."    

    

Lu Liye, who was heavily injured, was still lying in her room! How could she have gone with him? How could he just leave peacefully!    

    

"Get in the carriage —"    

    

As for Zhi Qing's words, he chose to ignore them.    

    

"Morrill, I said, I'm not going!"    

    

Zhi Qing was getting anxious.    

    

"We have to go! "Accompany me tonight —"    

    

His magnetic voice was powerful, yet extremely cold and charming. In the next instant, he raised her face and lowered his head, domineering grabbing onto her pouting lips due to frustration … "Woo woo …"    

    

Zhi Qing struggled, wanting to break away from his forceful kiss.    

    

However, compared to him, her strength was too weak. She was not a match for him at all.    

    

His restless hands were locked behind her back by one of his hands, leaving her unable to move at all.    

    

Helpless, Zhi Qing could only use his feet.    

    

Unambiguously kicking at his legs, he gave a muffled kick, but after hearing a groan of pain from him, he spun around and hugged her, heavily pushing her against the car. He brought his feet together, clamping onto her restless legs, making her unable to act rashly again.    

    

As he kissed her lips, he became increasingly wanton …    

    

The hot and moist tip of her tongue swiftly entered her sandalwood mouth and occupied the territory he desired.    

    

"Release …" "OPEN …"    

    

Zhi Qing wanted to scream, but her red lips were sealed by him, rendering her unable to utter a sound of relief.    

    

Because she was struggling too hard, her breathing became unstable and her entire body was drenched in sweat … In the end, all the energy vanished.    

    

Zhi Qing no longer had any energy to struggle. She could only helplessly stay in his embrace, allowing him to take whatever he wanted.    

    

The kiss finally came to an end.    

    

Before Zhi Qing could fight back, Morrill had already lifted her up and threw her into the car. Then, he quickly got into the car as well. "Drive —"    

    

He closed the door, ignoring Zhi Qing's shouts, and ordered the driver to drive.    

    

The car drove away …    

    

Only the sound of the engine starting was left behind.    

    

Winding around Lu Liye's ears, making his chest stuffy, it was as if he was hiding a huge rock.    

    

Standing on the balcony, he turned around, dug a box of cigarettes out of his pocket, and lit it.    

    

Lowering his head, he took two deep puffs and inhaled deeply into his lungs, trying to use the thick smell of the tobacco to numb the sharp pain in his heart.    

    

Downstairs, he had personally witnessed the scene of her loving him.    

    

The two of them leaned against the car and kissed.    

    

For a few seconds, he almost rushed downstairs and snatched her from his arms!    

    

However, on second thought, what was his identity? Boyfriend? Or was it love?    

    

He looked up and blew smoke.    

    

The green smoke clouded his deep, murky eyes.