Chapter 687

She really has no strength.

She really did her best.

But if you don't win, what should you do

Brother, I'm sorry

The consciousness of the brain began to be chaotic. Even if she bit the skin of her mouth with all her strength, her mouth was full of blood, and her mouth was full of a pungent smell of blood, she couldn't keep herself awake.

Li Qinian pulled out a sarcastic smile from the corner of his mouth. The feeling of powerlessness is really annoying.

The five fingers didn't want to move at all. For a moment, she even forgot where she was. After several seconds, she realized that she seemed to be competing

Competition

Is she still on the court?

She remembers that she must win

However, she is so tired

I don't even have the strength to open my eyes.

She closed her eyes, reached out and groped for the mouse on the desktop, trying to determine the position of the mouse

Still playing

She can't lose.

SOG can't lose, neither can Li Jin.

Suddenly there was a tsunami like cheer around. Li Qinian frowned and was startled by the sudden scream.

They are so noisy.

Her body began to wander unconsciously, and the boy's proud and straight back suddenly bent down

Jiang Wang's smile hasn't opened yet, because of the actions of the people around him, he suddenly solidified on his face.

"What's the matter?"

The joy of victory disappeared. He suddenly stood up, went to the boy, squatted down and grabbed her hand.

It's so cold.

It's all cold sweat.

Like a poisonous snake next to your skin, greasy and cool.

"Poison..."

Li Qinian reluctantly made an angry sound.

Jiang Wang's face turned white with the naked eye. He suddenly reached out to take off the teenager's mask and wanted to determine her state. But when his fingertips fell on the mask, he suddenly realized that he was now in the competition field, surrounded by cameras and cameras

He slowly retracted his hand, but when his eyes were fixed on his fingertips, his pupils shrank sharply.

Blood.

After the original bright red liquid solidified, it was dark. Now it was stained on his pure white fingertip, making his left chest dull and painful.

It's like suddenly having a pair of hands, holding your heart, and then suddenly shrinking, breaking all your breathing and making you out of breath!!

Jiang looked at her pure white and black mask. It was obviously black, but he saw layers of rich blood red.

It's the blood of a lover.

The young man, who had always been cold and precious without emotional fluctuations, held her arm and trembled slightly.

Li Jin also found something wrong and hurried over, "what's the matter?"

Jiang took a step ahead of him. A princess held Li Qinian in her arms and opened her mouth to the surrounding cameras:

"He had a stomachache yesterday. It may be appendicitis."

Without waiting for any reaction from the audience, he planned to walk backstage with people in his arms, but he failed.

A pair of white and slender hands that are always praised by fans are holding the mouse. Even with their eyes closed, they still refuse to release it.

Li Jin frowned and wanted to open her finger, but the other party seemed to have exhausted all her strength, and the remaining will made her shake her head:

"Don't..."

It can't be loosened.

Jiang Wang's eyes suddenly turned red. He tried to suppress the flood of emotion in his chest, lowered his head and put his thin lips to her ear. His tone was unprecedented tenderness:

"Read well, we have won. Be obedient and loosen up."