AWB Chapter 119 Fight to the death
Chapter 119 Fight to the death
Layers of sound overlap, leaving a distant and empty echo.
Everything became chaotic and distorted again.
Qin Lingzheng could no longer hear what he had said.
All I could hear was the increasingly heavy and hot breathing.
He felt a sharp pain in his wrist as if he was being bitten.
Flesh and blood were everywhere.
But he never slacked off.
Instead, we faced the challenge head-on and did some things that were on the edge of review but could pass.
It was as if they wanted to pull each other into this ultimate joy.
Qin Lingzheng tried several times to see the other person's appearance clearly, but his view was blocked at the most critical moment.
The name, the only part of the conversation that could identify the identity, was completely hidden, as if it were a secret that could not be touched.
The other party tried to struggle and escape several times, but was pulled back by himself every time.
Firmly fixed to the back seat of the car, imprisoned under me.
After a few times, the carriage fell into a state of collision with only friction and shaking sounds.
Qin Lingzheng recalled the voice he had heard before.
Suddenly I realized that after that, I never said another word.
Only when she was fucked hard would she let out a sound or two that couldn't even be considered a moan.
But just these few slight groans made him even more hungry and eager to hear more, like a possessed person.
It seems that the ideas coincide with each other.
A storm was about to come, and the rain was hitting the lotus leaves, as if trying to squeeze out more of her voice.
In just a short while, Qin Lingzheng no longer remembered that he was dreaming.
I just feel that what is happening in front of me is real.
All the things that I didn't dare to think about or do in the past can now be put into action.
My body felt lighter than ever before and as comfortable as if I were falling into the clouds.
It looks like a flag fluttering in the wind and also like a cruise ship being hit by the waves.
At this moment, he turned her aside, let her face him, and brushed the hair around her ears.
Qin Lingzheng looked at her with intoxicated eyes, but his sight was blocked by her arm that she raised to cover her eyes.
I could only vaguely see the other person's familiar profile, which was similar to my impression but with a more mature outline.
Qin Lingzheng buried his head in the other's neck and shoulders, almost greedily absorbing the fragrance of soapberries and shampoo on her body.
The absence of the familiar cool pine scent made him sober up for a moment.
However, the heat wave in his body that was approaching the limit made him unable to devote any attention to other things.
At the same time, he raised his hand and picked up the cigarette that was placed on the driver's seat. It had been lit long ago, but had not been inhaled and was already burned to the end.
Qin Lingzheng put it to his mouth and took a big sip.
The firelight was extremely bright in the dim carriage.
Then, he turned the other person's face and kissed her directly with the smoke in his mouth.
Ignoring the other person's violent struggle, his sharp nails dug deep into his back, causing bloody and painful scratches.
He slowly transferred the smoke in his mouth to the other person's mouth.
He held her lips, teased her lips and tongue, and forced her to swallow the cigarette.
In return, she coughed heart-wrenchingly.
"Don't ever, ever leave my side—"
"...Since we are entangled, let's continue to entangle to the end."
"…Remember this, I am the one who will fight you to the death!"
"——You can only follow me..."
“…The fight continues until death…”
Fight until death!
Hearing these words, Qin Lingzheng's heart ached for no apparent reason, as if it had been crushed into pieces and then put back together again.
Those ugly seams were excruciatingly painful.
He gasped and raised his hand to press hard on his left chest, his nails digging deep into his flesh through his clothes. He wished he could dig out his heart.
The sound of waves rang in his ears, one after another, the roar of the raging sea and storm.
Even so, he could still hear the other person's hum, just like the sound he had tried his best to hear again before.
The cold voice was filled with sarcasm and ridicule.
Those ambiguous and blushing heartbeats turned into a deep and difficult to conceal fatigue.
"——What you want, a fight to the death."
thump--
It was the sound of his heart beating and the sound of water splashing.
My heart felt like a piece was missing and it was numb with pain.
He was surrounded by cold sea water, and a storm with thunder roared in the sky.
The rain came in torrents.
The successive sounds of people falling into the water and shouting made his mind become sluggish and numb.
He scooped up a handful of sea water.
As bright red as blood.
Qin Lingzheng felt another wave of dizziness coming over him like an overwhelming force.
He suddenly swam out of the water, shattering the illusion around him. The sea water around him receded completely. He was still sitting in the carriage, gasping for breath in the extremely ambiguous atmosphere.
His clothes were wet and stuck to his body as if he had just been pulled out of the sea.
The messy hair stuck to each other's faces, as if to bring the two people closer.
His breathing became more and more rapid, as if he was constantly climbing to the peak of bliss, and all the heat was concentrated in one place in his body, ready to be released.
At this moment, the arm that had been resting on his eyes slid down weakly.
Qin Lingzheng finally saw the face he wanted to see but could not.
More mature than I remembered. After losing his childish features, every line was outlined just right, and was covered with large patches of dried tear marks.
Especially those eyes that were always covered.
The corners of his eyes were tinged with crimson, which broke the usual indifference and coldness in his dark eyes, even though he was staring ahead absent-mindedly without any anxiety.
But it is still breathtakingly beautiful.
This caused a new surge of enthusiasm and excitement in his heart for no reason.
He reached out and touched the other person's eyes and long, thick eyelashes.
The name that had been called countless times in my heart was spoken out in my throat with difficulty and obscurely.
——"...Bai Yuan."
A white light flashed before Qin Lingzheng's eyes.
It was not until a long time later that he came back to his senses from his daze and aftertaste, covered in sweat.
Looking at the ceiling with relief carvings.
He covered his face with his hands to calm his still violent breathing.
Qin Lingzheng lay limply on the messy bed, as if all his strength had been drained away.
The chaotic and profound memories in my mind quickly faded away like the tide.
Even if he tried hard to recall the details, all he could grasp in the end were the blurry carriages, overlapping figures, and -
Bai Yuan.
Qin Lingzheng covered his face with his hands in despair. Even without looking, he knew that it might not be easy for him to pass the trial.
The knowledge points in the classroom are like a hospitable woodpecker.
Dongdong kept knocking on his head with great pleasure.
After a moment, he let out a long breath.
He took off the lining, gritted his teeth, grabbed the corner of the quilt, and turned over.
I hugged the quilt tightly, recalling the sparse fragments, my eyes gradually lost focus due to my confusion.
His heart continued to sink, and his instinct made him sink with it.
He tried his best to suppress himself, locking all the sounds deep in his throat, not daring to let even a single sound leak out.