Angel Sword Drawn from Ye Rou'er's Gift Pack? Qian Daoliu Lost It

The air fell silent, and Lin Yan frowned in thought.

Ye Rou'er had repeated that sentence twice; it definitely meant more than the literal words. She was crying so bitterly, and it was even less likely that she felt this way because she had been **pleasured by him and regretted not meeting him sooner.

Could it be...

"Is it because of the bloodline curse?"

Lin Yan merely made a tentative guess. But when Ye Rou'er heard it, her body trembled slightly, and then she cried even more recklessly.

Lin Yan understood at once. It seemed he had guessed correctly this time.

He held Ye Rou'er tightly, hoping to give her a greater sense of security this way.

"Don't worry. As long as I'm here, I won't let you die."

The two embraced tightly, their soft flesh squeezed out of shape, even their not-yet-dried sweat mingling together. At last, the chill the night had brought to Ye Rou'er gradually faded away.

After crying for a long time, Ye Rou'er regained control of her emotions and explained.

"It's useless. This is the responsibility of my Nine Heart Begonia Clan. No one can change it or stop it."

"Fallen blossoms are not heartless; they turn to spring mud and nourish the flowers."

"Only by leaving can I allow Lingling to grow better. I accepted this ending long ago."

"But..."

At this point, Ye Rou'er's voice began to choke up again, and her unfinished words hung in the air.

Seeing this, Lin Yan held the warm softness in his arms and picked up where she left off.

"But you can't bear to leave me, right?"

Ye Rou'er cried even harder.

It was clear that she truly liked Lin Yan. Whether in body or soul, she had sunk deeply into the swamp of emotion and