Chapter 1797 It Feels Like Someone Is Stabbing Me with a Sharp Knife

Shen Muye covered her with the quilt, pressed it down, and went to smoke while looking up to the sky.

It was cold outside, and the wind was still blowing. The wind swayed the tree branches, leaving the sound of ghosts crying and wolves howling.

He smoked one when it was not enough, so he took out a second one and looked at the sky outside quietly.

It wasn't until ten minutes before twelve o'clock that he turned around and went to wake her up.

Jiang Liu had just been tortured for three hours, and now he couldn't exert any energy, so he turned over and fell asleep again.

"Get up and watch the fireworks."

He shook the person.

She only felt annoyed and covered her head with the quilt.

Shen Muye peeled him apart, only to be greeted with a slap.

She slept for half an hour and had regained a little strength now, but the force she hit on his face was not heavy and did not even leave a mark.

His face darkened and he grabbed the person.

"I don't want to look! Let go."

She was forcefully lifted off the bed by her neck. He covered her with the thick clothes on the side, then took her in his arms and stood on the balcony on the second floor.

She was so sleepy that when she was held in his arms and smelled the familiar scent on his body, what she felt was not warmth, but coldness.

At twelve o'clock sharp, the fireworks outside exploded with a bang, and half of the sky was filled with fireworks.

There is a grand fireworks show in the Imperial Capital every year, but you need to find a good angle, otherwise you will miss it.

The Jiang family villa is the best location for observation. It was also because of this that Mr. Jiang bought the house here and to satisfy Jiang Liu's girly heart.

She watches fireworks every year, but because she has watched them for so many years, the next few years feel boring.

But looking back now, she really didn't know how to cherish it.

The fireworks are the most uncomfortable to watch now.

She closed her eyes, too lazy to struggle.

The fireworks lasted only ten minutes. When they were over, he carried her back to bed.

Jiang Liu closed his eyes the whole time, not wanting to look at him more.

What did Shen Muye say just now when the fireworks were blooming? Was it Happy New Year or something else?

But she didn't pay attention and didn't bother to pursue it.

Lying back on the bed, she closed her eyes again.

But Shen Muye turned her over forcefully and started tossing her again from behind.

Jiang Liu suddenly opened his eyes, his face looking ugly.

"Is Mr. Shen in heat tonight?"

Shen Muye ignored her sarcasm, rested his chin on her neck, and gasped slightly, "Liu Liu."

He shouted.

Jiang Liu instantly felt a stinging pain in his heart, as if someone was poking him with a sharp knife.

Her hands gripped the sheets beneath her tightly, biting them tightly not wanting to make a sound.

When the love was intense, Shen Muye's teeth rubbed against her skin, but he didn't bite it down, he just rubbed it.

His movements also slowed down, which gave Jiang Liu a feeling of impatience as if he were chopping flesh with a dull knife.

"hurry up."

Her tone was very calm, and when she heard him chuckle, she sped up.