Slender fingers gently holding the scissors, Ling xiaoshallow slowly walked to the bed, eyes cold, ruthless looking at the sleeping season.

"Ji chuyang!" Holding the scissors tightly between her fingers, she was determined to be cruel in her heart, "you forced me!"

He forced her.

If he didn't refuse to let her go and torture her to death, she would not have killed him!

He made it!

He is the devil, holding her tightly with his claws, causing her pain and suffering.

She's going to kill him!

As long as he died, no one can force her, no one can torture her, she will be free, live an ordinary life, no longer subject to his restraint, no longer look at his face, no longer be pressed on the bed by him

"Ji chuyang, don't blame me. You forced it. You forced it..."

She bited her lips and looked at Ji chuyang, who was sleeping soundly on the bed. Holding the scissors hand mercilessly, she stabbed into his heart

Suddenly, the bright red blood flowed out and dyed his white bathrobe red!

Fierce pain, make Ji chuyang fiercely open his eyes, looking at the familiar face in front of him, not as indifferent as before, some, just heartless, and that red eyes.

"Ji chuyang!" Ling Xiaoqian's fingers trembled and her whole body was stiff, but she couldn't stop flustered, but her expression was cold, "you forced me, I don't want to kill you, you forced me."

He made it!

It was his torture that forced her to this job.

"Ji chuyang, don't blame me, blame yourself. If you are willing to let me go, if you don't torture me like that, I won't do it. You forced me to kill you. Don't blame me..."

The beating of the heart is getting slower and slower. Ji chuyang looks at Ling Xiaoqian, and his eyes are full of pain. Whether it's chest pain or heart pain, he can't tell.

The body has no strength to move, he slowly raised his hand, fingered Ling Xiaoqian's cheek, the thin lips slightly up, a very beautiful smile, his voice is very weak, but very real.

"Xiaoqian, I love you!"