But then I thought about it, and I was afraid that one day in the future, he would not be able to stand Meng Xian's persistent pursuit, and then he would either go crazy or die.

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"I'll go too!"

Upon hearing this, Ling Ziliang stopped moving for an instant, and his stiff body stood still.

The bony hands were clenched into fists, the fiery red clothes were constantly flying due to the wind blowing outside the window, and the dark purple eyes were filled with burning anger.

No matter how well-educated you are, how noble your status is, how much you can tolerate all the unbearable things in the world, I'm afraid you will lose your mind in front of Meng Xian.

This was the case with Ling Ziliang. His dark purple eyes were filled with halo, gloomy and terrifying as he glanced at Meng Xian coldly.

Suddenly he asked one word at a time: "How much do you need a man?"

When people are pushed to a certain limit, they will rise up and resist.

Ling Ziliang's face was gloomy and indifferent, and his voice was gloomy and cold, as if he was a different person.

Sharp and cold eyes looked up and down at Meng Xian, with a look of contempt and disdain on his face.

Meng Xian was so hurt by this sentence that he could hardly breathe. He never dreamed that this sentence would come out of Ling Ziliang's mouth.

Isn’t it clear to him what kind of person he is, Meng Xian, and what he wants?

Why would you say such a thing?

His heart ached so much that it almost broke. The pain made him breathless for a moment. A pair of beautiful eyes stared at Ling Ziliang closely, full of disbelief, "Ziliang...I, I'm not..."

"If you really need a man, I can fulfill it for you. Just say it. There is no need to use all kinds of means to torture me."

Looking at the dumbfounded Meng Xian, Ling Ziliang was still angry, pressing forward step by step, every word was like a sharp knife cutting into Meng Xian's heart, "To you, it doesn't matter whether it's me or anyone else.

It doesn't matter, you, Meng Xian, are a pervert by nature. You like men, and you prefer men to have sex with you. I consider myself unlucky. I shouldn't have saved you back then. Letting you die in the ice and snow is one less change in the world.

·state!"

Listening to Ling Ziliang's harsh words and his approaching steps, Meng Xian felt terrible for the first time, "Ziliang... I'm not a pervert... I, I don't want others..."

He stepped back step by step, his face was as pale as paper, he pursed his lips tightly, his charming phoenix eyes were full of grievance and pain, and he stared innocently at Ling Ziliang.

He is not born to like men.

Because it’s Ziliang, so he likes it...

Ling Ziliang could not love him, could just use him, could ask him to do anything, but how could he talk about his ten-year relationship in such a mean way?

He, Meng Xian, was really worthless in Ling Ziliang's heart, how could he be so miserable?

His heart ached as if it was bleeding, and tears couldn't stop rolling in his eyes. He couldn't do this to him... he couldn't do this to his love that he had persisted in for ten years!

There were too many words in his heart that he wanted to say and too many feelings that he wanted to express, but looking at Ling Ziliang's cold, heartless and indifferent eyes, he could not say a word and could only stare at Ling Ziliang with tears in his eyes.

I begged him over and over again in my heart not to be like this, not to say so heartlessly, not to spoil his ten years of feelings.

"Don't you just want me to fuck you? Well, since you are so in need of a man, I will give it to you!" Ling Ziliang's words were cold and ruthless, and every word was like a dagger cutting iron like mud, piercing Meng Xian's heart.
Chapter completed!