The man she imprisoned was a white-skinned

Chapter 103: Summer's Hot Tent Swaying

"In fact, you came to Yangzhou to get rid of me completely and hide your identity here so that I can never find you again."

Xie Lin had no expression on his face, and it was impossible to tell whether he was happy, angry, sad, or joyful.

Meng Xuanhe came back to his senses after hearing his words and shook his head guiltily.

"No."

If she didn't run away, would Xie Lin come to sentence her to death by slicing?

Meng Xuanhe has so many things worth reminiscing about, including the modern stable life, Meng Sangxi, Chenxiangji, and youthful university life.

She didn't want to die young.

Faced with Meng Xuan's weak rebuttal, Xie Lin turned a deaf ear.

At this moment, he just wanted to plunder and take away everything that belonged to her.

Meng Xuanhe looked at his gradually going crazy, feeling confused but uncomfortable, realizing that he was doomed.

Xie Lin suddenly snapped his fingers, and the entire mansion was surrounded by a pure white barrier. Not even flowers, birds, fish or insects were allowed to approach.

Meng Xuanhe felt dizzy and was then brought into the house by Xie Lin.

He held her tightly against the bed with one hand, and pressed his thin lips against her. The sweet fragrance that entered his lips made him crush and plunder her even more mercilessly.

He tossed and turned, the pain became more and more intense.

"I wanted to do this when I first recognized you just now."

Xie Lin's seductive breath lingered on Meng Xuan's earlobe.

"what?"

Before Meng Xuanhe could come to his senses, he felt cold all over.

The sash of her warm green dress was pulled open, and Xie Lin pulled it away roughly, causing the dress to scatter on the bed.

Soft and smooth, as delicate and exquisite as silk.

Her slender waist was soft and graceful, but it seemed that she could not bear his surging love at all.

The man leaned over and kissed her, biting her hard, leaving behind a beautiful mark that made people daydream, engraved with his traces and his breath.

The person in his dream finally appeared before him vividly again, allowing him to do whatever he wanted.

His aura invaded her, and Meng Xuan looked at the man in front of her with red eyes. This out-of-control appearance made her tremble with fear.

The extremely aggressive strength and unquestionable attitude swept over Meng Xuanhe, leaving her completely unable to resist.

Xie Lin held her tightly, letting her feel his strong chest and his hot beating heart.

Even though Meng Xuanhe was slow-witted, he understood what was about to happen.

There was no escape, so she stopped struggling.

The complicated emotions in her heart were also released. She was hopelessly attracted to Xie Lin, but had to push him away for the sake of the plot.

Such helpless struggles all came from her rational judgment.

At this moment, she threw all rational things out of her mind, leaving only the vivid passion and emotion.

Meng Xuanhe leaned his face against his chest, feeling inexplicably calm.

The next moment, she shuddered in pain, and her fingertips uncontrollably dug into his arms.

"No, it hurts." Meng Xuanhe closed her eyes tightly. The pain at that moment was too much for her to bear and she screamed.

On the other hand, Xie Lin did not have the same pain as Meng Xuan, he just felt that his life was about to end.

Meng Xuanhe's shouting was useless, Xie Lin's movements became more and more violent, making her immersed in his breath, with nowhere to hide.

In the summer in Yangzhou city, there is a house that no one else can approach.

The hot wind swayed, the curtains fluttered slightly, and the sweat dripped on the two people, blending them together.

Xie Lin's barrier blocked out all sounds, except for the chirping of summer cicadas in the trees, accompanying the breeze in the beautiful night.

Meng Xuanhe didn't know how much time had passed before he fell into a deep sleep exhausted.

But Xie Lin did not fall asleep. Instead, he sat up energetically and pulled the dressed woman into his arms.

"It's too dangerous around me. Once I really get that position..."

Come see you again.

Even if you don't want to, I will force you to stay with me.

Xie Lin knew that Meng Xuanhe was asleep and couldn't hear him, but he still spoke to the girl next to him.

After doing all this, Xie Lin finally broke the previous barrier.

The woman sleeping soundly on the bed had a fairly pretty face, but Xie Lin knew that this was not her original appearance.

Because in Xie Lin's eyes, he had already seen through this disguise and saw the bright and sunny girl in the princess's mansion.

Suddenly, the familiar mist came again. Xie Lin fainted without any warning, and he did not open his eyes again until Meng Xuan woke up.

As for Meng Xuanhe waking up, it was already nightfall.

He didn't know when a copper lock was put on the outside of his house, so Ying Wugui had no choice but to knock on it again and again.

When the twenty-eighth knock on the door sounded, Meng Xuanhe finally woke up and answered it.

"If you don't wake up, I'll think you're dead in there." Ying Wugui noticed the movement in the house and said venomously.

Meng Xuanhe covered his head drowsily, but he caught a glimpse of Xie Lin sleeping beside him out of the corner of his eye.

His clothes were disheveled, and there was a bit of blood on the bed. Thinking of Ying Wugui knocking on the door outside the house, Meng Xuanhe suddenly felt extremely embarrassed.

"Ahem, I'll come out as soon as I'm dressed."

Meng Xuanhe coughed slightly unnaturally, and his voice became hoarse.

"Someone outside the mansion is looking for you."

Ying Wugui left after saying a few words. If it weren't for the man outside the mansion who kept yelling and disturbing him most of the night, Ying Wugui would not have cared about such trivial matters.

After learning that Ying Wugui had left, Meng Xuanhe breathed a sigh of relief. She looked at Xie Lin with a complicated look, as she had not forgotten what had just happened.

But what should I do now? Wake up Xie Lin and then stare at him awkwardly?

Meng Xuanhe decisively decided not to wake him up. After dressing Xie Lin, she gritted her teeth and wanted to hide Xie Lin.

But Xie Lin was just a martial artist, so she couldn't carry him. Meng Xuanhe slipped and fell to the ground, and Xie Lin also fell to the cold ground.

Meng Xuanhe looked at Xie Lin with despair, but Xie Lin did not wake up. Meng Xuanhe then realized that Xie Lin was unconscious again.

so far so good……

She couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. She originally wanted to help Xie Lin up, but the urging voices outside the house became more frequent, leaving Meng Xuanhe with no doubt that the man was about to kick the door in.

She could only move the quilt to wrap Xie Lin layer by layer before opening the door to meet the guest.

Someone outside was banging on the house, so Meng Xuanhe opened the door and was not surprised.

It turned out to be Yan Qing, who sensed Xie Lin's presence and actually followed him to his residence.

"Madam, I am sorry to bother you. I just saw my son come to your house. Did you see him?"

Yan Qing knocked on the door for a long time, and it was suddenly opened by Meng Xuanhe.

Looking at his expression, it seemed that he didn't recognize him at all, and Meng Xuanhe couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

She immediately became depressed again. She had finally let Xie Lin go, but now she couldn't get anything out of it with him. She didn't know how to explain it.

"Never seen it." Meng Xuanhe shook his head firmly.

Although she didn't know how to get Xie Lin out of the house yet, she must at least not let Yan Qing know that Xie Lin was wrapped in a quilt with his clothes in disarray.

"Then why does my lady have the aura of my master?" Yan Qing looked at Meng Xuanhe with bright eyes and scrutinizing gaze, constantly looking at her face.

"Hey."

Without waiting for Meng Xuanhe's answer, Yan Qing rushed directly into his mansion.

Meng Xuanhe stomped his feet with gritted teeth, but couldn't stop Yan Qing from rushing into the house.

Are the people of Beiliang so rude? They are not embarrassed to break into people's houses.

Meng Xuanhe felt that he still had room for explanation, so he chased after Yan Qing while shouting from behind.

When Meng Xuanhe arrived at the courtyard, he saw Yan Qing helping Xie Lin up with a sullen face. Xie Lin's face was pale and he had fallen into a deep coma.

"Madam, what happened just now?"

Yan Qing helped Xie Lin up and sat her on the bed. A cold light flashed in his eyes, and his hand was on his sword, silently threatening her.

"I should be the one asking you this. This young man broke into my mansion without any warning and... did such a shameless thing to me."

Meng Xuanhe was angry just thinking about it. She was obviously staying well in Yangzhou, but Xie Lin suddenly appeared and she lost her innocence inexplicably. Now being questioned by Yan Qing like this, Meng Xuanhe felt very aggrieved.

Since he couldn't beat Yan Qing anyway, he just acted like a rogue.

"I have such a miserable life. You might as well kill me with one sword. I won't have the face to face my fellow villagers anymore." Meng Xuanhe cried and fell to the ground, throwing a tantrum.

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