Chapter 29

"Ah" fell in the air, Tang Warm Yang only feel the world in front of her for a while upside down.

After a moment of brain chaos, she immediately recovered.

She doesn't want to cry, and she can't, but at this moment, she really wants to cry and shout, even if she is crazy, it doesn't matter.

Luo Juntian holding her thin wrist, heart stuffy uncomfortable, also angry lost his mind, he bent down, bite in her shoulder.

The stabbing pain came, Tang Nuanyang clenched his teeth, and the smell of blood became more and more intense

"Does it hurt? If you can't stand it, you cry out and say you are wrong. "Luo Juntian waited for 5 seconds, her skin was very tender, and she bit into the meat with a little effort.

Tang Nuanyang's body has been shaken into a sieve. She's not wrong. She won't admit it. He's cruel enough to eat her alive.

Luo Juntian's mouth is full of blood. She raises her head, her eyes closed, her head covered with cold sweat, and her body is bloody. "Tang Nuanyang, you are too arrogant. This time, it's my warning to you.".

Tang Nuanyang opened his eyes and said, "Luo Juntian, keep biting until you feel psychologically balanced. If Tang Nuanyang shed a tear, even if I lose, come on, come on." what's the injury on his body? The pain in his heart will never heal.

Luo Juntian was a little afraid of her: "Tang Wenyang, you are cruel"

when he came down from her, he took a paper towel from the tea table and wiped the blood on the corner of his mouth. That kind of posture, or very much like a vampire who had just sucked blood, was full of dangerous charm, so gloomy, but still so charming.

Today, he was really annoyed, but after calming down a little, he regretted it.

Tang Nuanyang gets up, regardless of whether the wound on her body hurts or not, picks up the clothes on the ground, puts them on quickly, goes to the door, arranges her hair with her hands, opens the door and walks out of the office. She can't stay in this place for a second.

Luo Juntian looks down at the paper towel stained with blood in his hand, and his heart suddenly comes with bursts of dull pain.

Back to his own office, Tang Nuanyang sat down with a painful expression, his shoulders tingling, blood seeping through his shirt, and his face turned pale.

She supported, went to the phone, made a phone call back to Luo's home, and asked someone to send her clothes and bandages. She specially asked for black clothes.

In that case, in case of blood flow, no one will find out.

In the afternoon, Tang Nuanyang has to continue her work, and no one can detect her abnormality. The wound wrapped by bandage will crack with a little force.

Holding the documents into the president's office, put the documents to be processed on Luo Juntian's desk.

Luo Juntian stopped the pen in his hand, looked up, and saw that her face was very ugly. He was soft hearted and said, "do you need to ask for leave?".

"If you're sure, I'll invite you!" Tang Nuanyang did not dare to insult herself. Too many times, her weakness became an opportunity for him to laugh at her. Therefore, she did not allow herself to show her shortcomings.

Her reply made Luo Juntian upset. He looked at her up and down in his chair and sneered at the stubborn woman who said, "it looks good. I don't need to ask for leave." even if you pretend to be painful, I will pity you, but since you are so stubborn, I will help you.

"The president said no, I invited him in vain. I went out to work." Tang Nuanyang didn't expect him to love him.

She turned around and took two steps. Her hand was suddenly held by him. The wound on her shoulder split in an instant, and a stream of liquid fell along her arm to his palm.

"You" that share bright red, let Luo Jun day dark take a breath, he released her hand "forget it, you go home to rest, the wound treatment".

He lost to her, she is so not afraid of pain, not afraid of death, he can take her how.

Tang Nuanyang took a look at him and walked out of the office without saying anything.

I didn't go back to Luo's home. I packed up and went to the hospital to disinfect the wound. I hung a bottle of drip. It was getting dark. When I came out of the hospital, she was wandering in the street.

There was a heavy rain in the afternoon, so now the air is very clear.

Maybe she should have a good smell of the free air, day by day, let alone a month pregnant, they even have no chance to get together, because he gave all the opportunities to other women.

It was getting dark, and she didn't know where she was. She only felt that the scenery around was pretty good. There was a lake.

She sat down and glided across the cool lake between her fingers. Her heart was the same as the lake. It was quiet to the extreme and cool to the extreme.

I do not know when, more than one person, she turned her head in surprise, saw a pair of hands, slender hands, tail ring flashing silver.