Seeing Tang Yun hurt made Ye Fan worried and heartbroken. He went over to her, ignoring all the pain and agony he was feeling, and held her in his arms before she could fall.
The moment she was in his arms, their eyes met, and she trembled as if she was jolted by a current of electricity. For some reason, she felt like crying when Ye Fan held her in his arms again, and a complex feeling welled up within her.
Tang Yun feared up, and her eyes turned red in a moment. Even so, she was stubborn enough to hold her sadness back.
After she stabilized the energy that was running wild within her, she broke free from Ye Fan's grasp and tried to leave.
Ye Fan looked at her, and he asked, “Aren't you going to kill me, Tang Yun? If you miss this chance, the next time we meet, I'll wipe out your whole sect.”
Despite the threat, Tang Yun still did not show any intent to turn around. Her hair billowed in the breeze, and her veil fluttered. She answered calmly, “You have the wrong person. I am not Tang Yun. And we
shall never meet again.”
Her voice was soft and barely a whisper. She could have said that to Ye Fan, or perhaps she was talking to herself.
She was struggling with herself, and guilt was tormenting her. She knew that by taking his side, she was betraying Chu Sect, the place where she was born and raised in.
Chu Sect was her everything. She thought she could give everything up for the sect, but when it came to Ye Fan, she could never bring herself to kill him.
Just when she was wallowing in her sadness, Ye Fan ran up to her, and to her shock, he pulled her into his embrace.
He pulled her blood-soaked veil down, revealing the face that was hidden behind it.
Some women had a beauty that eclipsed even the most gorgeous scenery in the world. The moment Tang Yun's face came to light, even the moon itself dimmed in comparison to her.
“What are you doing? Let go of me!” Ye Fan's bold move had surprised even the leader of the Chu Sect.
She demanded that he let her go, and her eyes were filled with panic. Seized by her nerves, Tang Yun shoved Ye Fan away, and because she wasn't careful with her strength, Ye Fan fell down and acted like he was in pain.
It shocked Tang Yun, so she went and helped him up. “Are you all right? l-l didn't mean to do it.” She looked sorry, and she blamed herself for hurting Ye Fan.
I must have hurt him again. Am I stupid? I already know that he's injured. So why did I shove him away like that? She felt even worse after that, and she finally started crying.
Just when Tang Yun was blaming herself for hurting Ye Fan again, the man smirked, and he turned around to pin the lady down.
Tang Yun was shocked and embarrassed, but Ye Fan did not care. He leaned forward and kissed her. He felt her tensing up beneath him, and her eyes widened in shock.
Despite her shock, Tang Yun did not shove Ye Fan away, and they shared a long, passionate kiss. Even though they had already gone further than that before this, it was the first time they had a kiss while they were both conscious.
They were so close to each other that Tang Yun could feel Ye Fan's breath and hear the sound of his heartbeats. Is this what a kiss feels like? Is this how it feels like to be in love?
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