Chapter 573

Li Qinian was thrown into the soft quilt and didn't return to his mind for a while: "I..."

"Don't talk."

Jiang Wang covered her up.

Li Qinian looked down at the iron chain on the ground: "but I haven't brought this..."

Jiang Wang kicked away the iron chain: "we don't need this."

"Brother Wang, I'm afraid I'll lose my mind and fight against you."

Li Qinian lay on the bed and pulled up the quilt to cover half of her face.

She believed in her self-control, but she didn't dare to trust it.

"Believe in yourself."

Jiang Wang stared into her eyes and opened his mouth. The bottom of his eyes was strong determination and trust.

Li Qinian blinked:

"Then if I really can't help it, you remember to run. Never mind me. Run as far as you can..."

Jiang Wang: "OK."

He lowered his eyes and his eyes fell on her snow-white wrist. The trace of the iron chain still stayed in the original place. It was not obvious.

The feeling of ten thousand ants biting came again. Li Qinian frowned and the green tendons of her neck protruded one by one. She looked ferocious and terrible. Her eyes were wet and her uncomfortable eyes were red.

Jiang Wang's thin lips closed tightly and reached out to hold her wrist. His fingertips gently whirled around the scars that had not disappeared. It seemed that he wanted to give him some strength and support in this way.

"Well..."

Li Qinian cried out in a low voice. She bent and curled up into a lump, closed her eyes and endured all kinds of physical discomfort.

When the most uncomfortable moment came, her ten fingernails were deep into the palm. The nails were obviously very short and had no length, but she pinched out blood stasis red marks on the palm and vaguely saw blood

Taking advantage of a face, Jiang Wang pulled away her ten fingers one by one to prevent her from continuing self abuse.

Li Qinian's consciousness was drifting. He instinctively wanted to tighten his ten fingers, but suddenly there was a touch of warmth from his fingertips. Each finger was stretched open and then clenched

Hold your fingers.

The force is so strong that you have to integrate your hands.

The remaining trace of reason made her open her eyes and look at the tightly held hands. She was slightly stunned:

"Brother Wang, don't do this. Loosen it first..."

She was afraid that she would scratch his hand if she couldn't control it later.

Jiang Wang didn't mean to let go, but he stated a fact in a deep voice:

"You've scratched yourself."

Li Qinian shook his head and tried to suppress his urgent desire for poison. He was covered in cold sweat and soon wet a large piece of the sheet.

"Well..."

She is really uncomfortable to the extreme. She can only use physical pain to fill the spiritual emptiness. Her fingers are instinctively tightened again, and her nails are deeply inserted into the back of Jiang Wang's hand

Jiang Wang didn't make a sound from beginning to end. It seemed that the person who was grasped was not himself. The back of his hand had begun to bleed. His face was still calm and without waves. He was the pair of dark and deep eyes who had been staring at the boy on the bed.

Li Qinian felt that he was in the extreme struggle.

Whenever she loses consciousness and wants to hurt herself, she will have a strong hand to stop her actions, or prevent her from biting her lips, or prevent her from scratching herself

When she realized who the master of these hands was, she forcibly pulled back her reason and didn't hurt the master of these hands.

When she fell into a dark coma, the last impression in her memory was that someone held herself tightly across the quilt, holding a warm and reassuring.

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