The Law of Transmigration: The Black-Hearted God’s Domineering Love

"Treat it slowly, don't rush it. I'll listen to what you said tonight first." Teng Zihang gently rubbed the side of her face with the back of his hand in the dark night.

It should be a tender and tender feeling, but she didn't know if it was because it was too dark, but a creepy feeling arose in Luo Liyan's heart.

Could it be that Teng Zihang wanted to see if he would mention Ni Dongjun when he fell asleep at night? !

As soon as this suspicion arose, she immediately threw it out of her mind.

She believed that her man would not pervert like this.

"No need, I sleep very well and never talk in my sleep." Luo Liyan shook her head and said with certainty.

But Teng Zihang obviously did not accept her rebuttal.

The slightly warm fingertips wandered behind the small chin, and gently tickled the soft flesh, as if petting a cat, which made his eyes narrow in comfort.

"You little fool, you're already asleep, how do you know if you're talking in your sleep?" he asked a little funny.

But before Luo Liyan could blush and her heart beat, Teng Zihang's words suddenly became sharp again, "Or are you afraid that you will dream about your little pet outside at night, and that if I stay here, I will win over you?!"

Luo Liyan twitched the corner of her mouth again and again, feeling that her whole body was burnt inside and tender outside.

He really has no bottom line, and he actually insists on staying here just for this.

"You are overthinking. I have never dreamed about him." Luo Liyan defended herself while grinding her teeth.

What the original owner dreamed had nothing to do with him, but if he scared himself like this, maybe he really dreamed it tonight, and then he would be upset.

"Just listen to me and I'll know." Teng Zihang moved closer to Luo Liyan, and the air instantly heated up twice.

Luo Liyan quickly raised her hand to resist his approach, "Just talk, don't get bored here."

Teng Zihang sighed with regret, but still returned to his seat honestly.

But in the dark night, his eyes were like obsidian, shining with crystal clarity.

Luo Liyan shrank and pulled the quilt higher defensively.

It wasn't until Teng Zihang's body was no longer visible that she felt a little more at ease, but she still emphasized: "Then you can listen if you want to. But we have made an agreement first. Even if you hear something, you are not allowed to tell it to me. Hypnosis; then you are not allowed to move your hands or feet, and you are not allowed to get angry with me because of what I dreamed about."

"Are you guilty?" Teng Zihang gritted his teeth and asked sadly.

"What do I feel guilty for?" Luo Liyan's big eyes flashed in confusion, "Not to mention that I have never dreamed of him. Even if I dreamed of him tonight, I must have been scared by you. Besides, I Even if I dream about it, what can you do to me? Is it possible that I still want to commit domestic violence or break up?"

The last sentence she said was particularly eloquent.

Teng Zihang looked at that shining face and was so angry that he gritted his teeth viciously.

Stretching out his long arms, he directly scooped her into his arms and nibbled her heavily.

But after this little pain dissipated, looking at those watery almond eyes with a little mist, and even his little face stained with a crimson like rouge, his throat rolled, and he felt that he was simply... Seek abuse on your own.

After putting his little girl back in place, he covered her with the quilt very carefully and pressed her tightly.

That tense face made Luo Liyan feel like he was building a coffin for himself.

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