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He wanted to capture her and tell her that the current him was in great pain!    

Bang!    

He watched her go into the bathroom and close the door. The pain he felt was much worse than before.    

"Xiaorong …" "Xiaorong …" He murmured her name and fell to his knees. The intense pain caused him to tightly grab onto the sofa seat cushion beside him. He gritted his teeth and bit his lower lip until they bled.    

Wanted her, wanted her so much!    

His body was in so much pain, but what was even more terrible was the unsatisfying emptiness.    

His eyes were fixed on the bathroom at the end of the hallway outside the living room. Normally, this short distance would be extremely long for the current him.    

However …    

With all of his strength, Jun Zichen struggled to stand up and staggered towards the bathroom. However, after only two steps, he bumped into the tea table on the side again and fell on the ground miserably.    

Predestine! His Predestine is right there!    

His body's natural instinct made him want to crawl to her side even if he had to use the ground to do so …    

So it turned out that the Predestine did not only grasp the life and death of the Jun's, but also instinct, will and … More and more longings...    

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However, Lu Xiaorong didn't know anything. She didn't know that Jun Zichen was in pain because she let go earlier. She didn't know that Jun Zichen was shouting her name in front of her.    

Standing in front of the washbasin, she looked at herself in the mirror. Her face was slightly red, and there was a hint of a smile on her face.    

Was she happy? Lu Xiaorong asked herself. Then, she came to a conclusion that she was indeed happy. The Jun Zichen of today had made her see more things that she couldn't normally see, and also made her understand him a little bit more.    

The current her could cook with him, feed him, or watch TV with him. It was as if the two of them were getting more and more together, more and more like ordinary couple.    

In the past, she felt an unreachable feeling towards him. It was just like something beautiful that was far away. You would appreciate it, admire it, but not necessarily think of possessing it. You might not even have the courage to approach it.    

But now, she no longer felt that way. It was as if she felt that he could go closer. Although most of the time, he was still ice-cold, and when he silently stared at her, she would feel a strong sense of coercion. As long as they got closer and touched him, they would realize that he was actually warm!    

Lowering her head, Lu Xiaorong looked at her left hand. It was still warm, as if it was still warm. But it was really strange. Why did he insist on holding her hand today? Lu Xiaorong thought for a while and couldn't come up with a reason. She shook her head, washed her hands, and splashed cold water on her flushed cheeks before walking out of the bathroom.    

However, when she came out of the bathroom, she was stunned. In her ears she heard a dull, hoarse voice shouting, with a strong sense of breaking, as if it had been squeezed out of her throat.    

That was … Jun Zichen's voice!    

The voice was shouting — "Xiaorong …" Xiaorong … You are my Predestine … "Do you know …"    

What was going on? Is he not feeling well again? Lu Xiaorong rushed towards the living room in a hurry. However, at the intersection between the living room and the hallway, she suddenly stopped in her tracks. Her eyes widened in disbelief at the scene before her.    

Lu Xiaorong had never thought that she would see Jun Zichen in such a sorry state. Under the light, he lay prone on the floor, his fingers twisted at an almost inconceivable angle, scratching at the floor, his nails scraping the floor with a piercing sound.    

He seemed to be crawling, crawling forward and moving his body forward. He seemed to have been torn by a great force, to the point that some parts of him were torn.    

Suddenly, as if he had noticed her presence, he breathed heavily and raised his head to look at her.    

Lu Xiaorong only felt as if her heart had been struck heavily.    

His face was incredibly pale, and his handsome face was twisted in a way that seemed to be filled with pain!    

This... Is it Jun Zichen?! That ice-cold man who was always calm and unperturbed?    

She quickly ran to his side, reached out to support him, and anxiously asked, "What's wrong? I... I'll call an ambulance right now! " After saying that, she was about to reach for her phone, but the next moment, the world spun and she was pressed down by him onto the floor.    

His hands were clasped tightly around her wrists. His body was pressed against her body, and his rapid breathing sprayed onto her face.    

"Very painful … "Xiaorong, I'm in so much pain …" he growled hoarsely at her.    

She looked at his pained expression and felt the strong grip on her wrist. This was the difference between the power of a man and the power of a woman. Even when she used all her strength, she was still unable to break free.    

"Zichen, can you let go of me first? There's something wrong with your body right now. Let me call an ambulance first!" She was afraid that if she was late, his illness would worsen.    

"I won't let go." In his eyes, there was a desire that was too strong. This desire had begun to form when he had first experienced pain as a child.    

However, at that time, he was still too young, so he didn't understand what this desire was.    

But at this moment, he clearly understood that he wanted this woman! He wanted to truly have this woman, wanted her to belong to him, wanted her eyes to look at him, wanted her heart to be concerned about him at all times!    

The pain in her body was gradually alleviated by the touch, but the thirst for her became more and more intense.    

Her voice, her eyes, her aura, were like poppies, attracting his unceasing infatuation.    

"Lu Xiaorong, listen up. I won't let you go in this lifetime!" he said hoarsely, pressing his lips against hers and sucking greedily at her sweetness.    

Lu Xiaorong was stunned. She felt that Jun Zichen's kiss was like a storm, so urgent and so strong that it was completely different from his usual kiss.    

"Zichen, you... "Ugh …" He took his hand off her wrist and began to undress her.    

His strength was so great that it tore her clothes from her chest, revealing the undergarment underneath. Her slender fingers easily pulled open her underwear, and her two soft bundles of fingers instantly bounced out.    

Lu Xiaorong's delicate skin was suddenly covered with goosebumps upon coming into contact with the air. She snapped out of her stupor.    

He … What was he doing?!    

She could feel his tongue constantly twisting around her little tongue, and in front of her chest, his fingers were constantly kneading the place where no other man had ever touched her.    

Lu Xiaorong suddenly felt flustered. She didn't understand how things could have turned out like this.    

With Jun Zichen's usual personality, he definitely wouldn't act like this. But now, he seemed to have gone out of control and forcefully made her afraid.    

She shook her head, trying to avoid his entangled tongue, and her body wriggled instinctively, but there was no way she could avoid his hand.    

Breathing became harder and harder, while his body became hotter and hotter. Just when she thought she was going to suffocate because of the kiss, he let go of her tongue and pulled it out of her mouth.    

She gasped for breath, her hair a mess from the struggle.    

His lips kissed the corner of her lips, then his chin, then his neck. He landed on her collarbone, then he walked all the way down …    

Heavens, if this continued, she would …    

Lu Xiaorong instantly struggled even more fiercely as she tried to push Jun Zichen's shoulders away, trying to push him away from her.    

"Jun Zichen, you... What exactly happened to you?! " she asked anxiously.    

His hand easily closed around her hands, and he grabbed her wrists with one hand, holding her hands above her head. This made her chest stick out even more, as if inviting him to taste it.    

The pain in his body was becoming less and less, and he was also becoming more and more desperate for her! He yearned to touch her skin, yearned to be even closer to her, yearned even more … It could completely possess her!    

Lowering his head, he opened his mouth and held one side of her softness in his mouth while the other hand kneaded the other.    

Lu Xiaorong felt like she was going crazy. Jun Zichen's actions made her body shudder. A strange feeling spread throughout her body.    

The internet was now more developed, and many movies were more ambitious. She had only seen such scenes in movies before, but never thought that the person who would do it to her tonight would be Jun Zichen.    

"Ugh …" "Mhmm …" She was a little dumbfounded when she couldn't help but let out a moan. Was she the one who made such a sound?    

"Jun Zichen, don't... Don't be like this, I... "I will be scared …" Lu Xiaorong finally stammered out a whole sentence. Even if she liked him, even if she loved the feeling of kissing him, even if she was always shocked by his cold temperament and handsome appearance, that didn't mean that she wasn't afraid when it happened to her.    

Especially the current him, which made her feel that he was a stranger, as if he had become someone else.