Chapter 1217
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Fang Yuhan, who was focused on handling the company's affairs, didn't know that his little princess Shirley was thinking about such serious matters.
He also didn't know that he was facing the risk of losing Shirley.
All Gu Shengyin wanted to do was to stick to him a little more before that day arrived.
On the other side.
After having dinner with her grandparents, the three of them took a walk in the garden. An Weiwei finally couldn't help but use the excuse that she was sleepy and returned to her room.
Her room was like the room of all rich girls. It was full of luxury and princess style. It was the dream of any little girl.
She didn't like it.
However, everyone felt that An Weiwei should like this style. It wasn't just her room. The clothes she wore, her jewelry, and even her school bag were all in this dreamy Lolita style.
Even An Weiwei herself could convince herself that she liked this style under her own self-hypnosis day after day.
This was because her elders liked this cute and obedient little princess.
Only now, when there was no one else around, she could freely release the true desires in her heart.
She put away the innocent smile on her face, took off her pink lace princess dress, and changed into a pure white nightgown.
An Weiwei, who was sitting on the bed, looked like a completely different person from how she looked during the day.
Her face was expressionless, and her big black eyes gave off a strange vibe under the dim light.
The desire that she suppressed in her heart during the day gradually awakened.
There seemed to be a fire burning in the bottom of her heart. She was thirsty and anxious, and her eyes became a little wild.
It was so uncomfortable. She needed something to quell this desire that was growing stronger and stronger. She didn't need to endure it again.
What did she need?
She felt that she urgently needed to see blood. She needed to see those young and desperate eyes. She needed to feel the warm blood flowing through her palms and hear the miserable cries in her ears. It gave her the satisfaction of dominating the other party's world.
But she couldn't.
Her grandparents lived in the room next door.
She couldn't let them see this side of their obedient granddaughter.
She could only endure it.
In this long night, under the torment of time, this burning impulse was gradually suppressed.
Her nails dug deep into her flesh, but An Weiwei didn't even frown.
Only pain could slightly suppress the madness in her heart.
The hour hand turned little by little.
Finally, after two rounds, the burning desire in his heart gradually calmed down.
An Weiwei lowered her head. Unsurprisingly, she saw that her left forearm was already stained with blood. She had scratched it with her fingernails just now.
Looking at the dried marks, she walked forward and licked them gently.
It had a salty, rusty taste, and was not tasty at all.
However, An Weiwei seemed to be possessed. She licked all the traces clean bit by bit.
The flame in his heart finally disappeared completely.
The taste was actually not bad.
She slowly got up and walked to the side of the huge dressing mirror.
The girl in the mirror was wearing a loose white nightgown. Her hair was loose, and her expressionless face gave off a strange feeling in the dim light.
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