Surprise! Tyrant’s Little Crybaby Went on a Killing Spree After Being Reborn

  Chapter 540 Jun Han, you can’t say that about yourself

   It wasn't because of Huo Junhan's words that she was angry. Shen Yaowei felt her heart was pierced by a knife at this moment. This feeling was like a piece of flesh was forcefully dug out from her chest. The pain was so painful that she could hardly breathe.

   "Jun Han, you can't say that about yourself." Shen Yao said slightly, and walked up to Huo Junhan, reaching out to grab his hand.

But Huo Junhan coldly refused, and shook her hand away: "Every word I say is the truth. Shen Yaowei, don't love me, my blood is dirty, I am not angry because of Huo Junhan's words, Shen Yaowei just I feel like a knife is piercing my heart, it feels like a piece of flesh has been dug out from my chest, the pain is so painful that I can hardly breathe.

   "Jun Han, you can't say that about yourself." Shen Yao said slightly, and walked up to Huo Junhan, reaching out to grab his hand.

  But Huo Junhan coldly refused, and shook her hand away: "Every word I say is the truth. Shen Yaowei, don't love me, my blood is dirty, and I don't deserve all the good things in this world."

"No, you're talking nonsense." Shen Yao stretched out her hand to hold Huo Junhan's face, and said seriously: "I don't allow you to talk about yourself like that, Junhan, in my opinion, even if you become the king of the ghost clan, people in the world hate you, I will also feel that you have your reasons, and I will stand by your side."

  Every time Shen Yaowei uttered a word, the coldness in Huo Junhan's eyes dissipated a little.

  He stretched out his hand, as if he wanted to touch Shen Yaowei's cheek.

   But his hand stopped at the slightest distance from her, as if he had some scruples, he stared into Shen Yaowei's eyes and asked, "Yaoyao, are you not afraid of me?"

  He is a half-human, half-ghost monster.

   Growing up, even his mother was ashamed of him.

  He is dirty, an existence that is rejected and resisted by others.

  Since he was a child, he no longer cares about other people's opinions.

   Only Yaoyao, he doesn't want to see her resist him.

   Fortunately, Shen Yaowei did not resist.

  Shen Yaowei stretched out her hand to grab his wrist, and pressed his palm against her cheek.

   "Jun Han, I love you. It doesn't matter whether you are a human, a ghost, or half-human, half-ghost, as long as you are you."

  She died tragically in the last life, and seeing his deep affection for her, he understood that no matter what she did, his feelings for her would not change.

  In this life, being able to be in love with him makes her feel that she has not lived again.

   She doesn't care what kind of ghost race or human race.

  Shen Yao looked into Huo Junhan's eyes slightly, and could clearly see the inferiority complex hidden deep in his eyes, as if an iceberg had melted and disappeared completely.

   Liked the reflection of her in Huo Junhan's eyes, Shen Yao smiled slightly, lowered her head and kissed Huo Junhan's lips.

  The superficial kiss made Huo Junhan's body tremble.

  Shen Yaowei's movements were jerky and clumsy, slowly deepening the kiss, further conquering the city.

   Just when she was a little tired but hadn't received any response, she raised her eyes and was about to complain when her eyes suddenly met Huo Junhan's fiery eyes.

  The eyes of the two met in an instant, and Huo Junhan, who had been motionless all this time, suddenly put his arms around Shen Yaowei's waist, turned over and pressed her on the bed.

  The emotions that had been suppressed for a long time spewed out at this moment, the two kissed inseparably, and tugged on each other's clothes indiscriminately.

  Shen Yaowei watched Huo Junhan take off his clothes and reveal his strong upper body, couldn't help blushing and heartbeat, then stretched out a soft little hand, and touched Huo Junhan's back up and down back and forth.

  Shen Yaowei's small movements made Huo Junhan's back itchy, he stretched out his hand and pinched her wrist, narrowed his eyes and asked, "Little thing, what are you doing?"

   "Let's see if your back injury is healed. You moved around just now, and the wound is not open." Shen Yaowei became more and more worried as she talked, and then she simply wanted to sit up and take a look at Huo Junhan's back.

Under such circumstances, how could Huo Junhan make Shen Yao move slightly, stretched out his hand to pinch her wrist, and looked at the suppressed flame hidden in her eyes: "Now that things have happened, you are only worried about my wound? Yao Yo, you should be afraid of something else."

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"No, you're talking nonsense." Shen Yao stretched out her hand to hold Huo Junhan's face, and said seriously: "I don't allow you to talk about yourself like that, Junhan, in my opinion, even if you become the king of the ghost clan, people in the world hate you, I will also feel that you have your reasons, and I will stand by your side."

  Every time Shen Yaowei uttered a word, the coldness in Huo Junhan's eyes dissipated a little.

  He stretched out his hand, as if he wanted to touch Shen Yaowei's cheek.

   But his hand stopped at the slightest distance from her, as if he had some scruples, he stared into Shen Yaowei's eyes and asked, "Yaoyao, are you not afraid of me?"

  He is a half-human, half-ghost monster.

   Growing up, even his mother was ashamed of him.

  He is dirty, an existence that is rejected and resisted by others.

  Since he was a child, he no longer cares about other people's opinions.

   Only Yaoyao, he doesn't want to see her resist him.

   Fortunately, Shen Yaowei did not resist.

  Shen Yaowei stretched out her hand to grab his wrist, and pressed his palm against her cheek.

   "Jun Han, I love you. It doesn't matter whether you are a human, a ghost, or half-human, half-ghost, as long as you are you."

  She died tragically in the last life, and seeing his deep affection for her, he understood that no matter what she did, his feelings for her would not change.

  In this life, being able to be in love with him makes her feel that she has not lived again.

   She doesn't care what kind of ghost race or human race.

  Shen Yao looked into Huo Junhan's eyes slightly, and could clearly see the inferiority complex hidden deep in his eyes, as if an iceberg had melted and disappeared completely.

   Liked the reflection of her in Huo Junhan's eyes, Shen Yao smiled slightly, lowered her head and kissed Huo Junhan's lips.

  The superficial kiss made Huo Junhan's body tremble.

  Shen Yaowei's movements were jerky and clumsy, slowly deepening the kiss, further conquering the city.

   Just when she was a little tired but hadn't received any response, she raised her eyes and was about to complain when her eyes suddenly met Huo Junhan's fiery eyes.

  The eyes of the two met in an instant, and Huo Junhan, who had been motionless all this time, suddenly put his arms around Shen Yaowei's waist, turned over and pressed her on the bed.

  The emotions that had been suppressed for a long time spewed out at this moment, the two kissed inseparably, and tugged on each other's clothes indiscriminately.

  Shen Yaowei watched Huo Junhan take off his clothes and reveal his strong upper body, couldn't help blushing and heartbeat, then stretched out a soft little hand, and touched Huo Junhan's back up and down back and forth.

  Shen Yaowei's small movements made Huo Junhan's back itchy, he stretched out his hand and pinched her wrist, narrowed his eyes and asked, "Little thing, what are you doing?"

   "Let's see if your back injury is healed. You moved around just now, and the wound is not open." Shen Yaowei became more and more worried as she talked, and then she simply wanted to sit up and take a look at Huo Junhan's back.

Under such circumstances, how could Huo Junhan make Shen Yao move slightly, stretched out his hand to pinch her wrist, and looked at the suppressed flame hidden in her eyes: "Now that things have happened, you are only worried about my wound? Yao Yo, you should be afraid of something else."

  (end of this chapter)