Yan Qiqi was tight. She had just bathed. Even the silver hairpin that had been inserted in her hair for self-defense had been pulled out. It was placed on the dressing table. It was impossible to get it now. At this time, she was empty and had nothing to stand beside her.

The bed was soft, her body was pressed, and the whole person sank into the bed.

She hid a dagger under the gold pillow. She could have just got it. As a result, she fell down and couldn't reach it!

But it doesn't matter.

She is a master of catching. She trained with her coach in her previous life. It's not a problem to play two times a dozen. It's just that in this strange world, it's hard to play one with small arms and thin legs. But she still remembers the formula. She wants to try.

"Kick first, then look back and dig out. The monkey steals the peach..."

It has to be said that Yan Qiqi's reaction was really fast.

She arched her knees, estimated the approximate position, and kicked the man in the lower abdomen with all her strength.

This kick, if you can kick it, the man's egg will be broken.

I don't know whether she kicked it or not. She only heard a rough gasp, and then pressed her weight, which was finally reduced.

Yan Qiqi didn't want to call people anymore. It's hard to explain why she called in the dark. Now her eyes are a little adapted to the darkness. She turns around and sits on the man. As soon as her arm hangs to the man's neck, she has to break it hard.

This is what works best in capture. As long as you control his neck, it's like controlling seven inches. No matter how powerful you are, you will become a soft snake.

"Cough..."

There was a cough in her ear.

The sound

"77, do you want to murder your husband?"

This voice is very familiar. This person is no one else, but Hao lianche!

Yan qiqiyi shook his mind, and his body was turned over one by one again. He was pinned down by Hao lianche again.

In the dark, they can't see each other's faces clearly. Only their breathing is intertwined in one place, which can be heard clearly.

Hao lianche seemed very tired and gasped heavily. Yan Qiqi couldn't wait to get rid of him. He didn't know where he was kicked, and there was another dull hum in his ear.

Cycle after cycle, she already knew Hao lianche's routine - pretending to be poor.

After seeing through the routine, she didn't care and continued to kick him, trying to get rid of his shackles.

But it was wrong to guess. She felt that her legs were sticky and even her hands were stained. When she thought about what Hao lianche was doing, the tip of her nose suddenly gushed into bursts of blood.

She has a keen sense of smell. She has just bathed and the sunflower water has long passed. The only possibility of this blood stain is that it comes from Hao lianche!

Yan Qiqi's forehead suddenly exploded. He didn't know where the strength came from. He pushed Hao lianche away and jumped out of bed a few times to light the candle.

She got up recklessly and knocked the tables and chairs in the hall. The maid who heard the movement in the piandian hurried over. Yan Qiqi thought that Hao lianche was in his bedroom, hurriedly stopped them and said he was okay. After searching for the night pearl, she took the medicine box next to the dressing table and jumped back to the bed.

With the night pearl, Yan Qiqi saw Hao lianche's expression.

Hao lianche, who has always been handsome and bright, has light clouds and clear wind. At this time, his head is sweating and his eyebrows are frowning together. Yan Qiqi knows him. He is a person who breaks down his teeth and swallows blood. He doesn't pay attention to ordinary minor injuries at all. Today is so miserable. It should be a severe pain.

Moving down the line of sight, Yan Qiqi finally knew where his full hand blood came from.

Hao lianche's waist and abdomen were gurgling and bleeding out. The wound seemed to have been treated simply. It should have cracked just now. At the thought of just now, she kicked hard and probably hit his old wound.

"77, I haven't seen you for so many days. Do you miss me? I'm afraid of you. I'm afraid you're worried, so I came to see you first. I wanted to tease you, but I didn't expect... I didn't expect to scare you. I'm sorry. "

Hao lianche's cheeks were bulging, obviously gritting his teeth.

Yan Qiqi's eyes were red with anger and scolded him in a low voice, "Hao lianche, are you a pig? If I don't go to Xinglan and wrap it up like this, if I had a knife in my hand just now, you would be dead! "

What time is it? He's still joking here.

"Dead? Ha ha, 77, if my death can make you forgive me, I really want to have a try. Cough... "There is human blood in the waist and abdomen. Hao lianche is very excited. A cough affects the wound and the blood flow is faster.

"Stop talking nonsense, shut up! I'll heal you. " Yan Qiqi felt that his heart was about to jump out of his throat. With such a large amount of bleeding, what did Hao lianche encounter? She was really afraid that he would lose too much blood and die.

Worried, Yan Qiqi burst into foul language.

She was too nervous. She didn't pay any attention to Hao lianche's expression at this time. Her face was dignified and her hands and feet dared not be rude. She carefully cut his clothes with scissors. "If it hurts, bear it first. Let me see the wound."

She let out a long breath and forced herself to calm down first.

It's strange that in her previous life, she was a surgeon and spent a year in clinical practice. She had seen all kinds of bloody scenes. When she went to medical school, she might feel sick in the face of blood and couldn't eat for a few days, but after exercising in the hospital, she didn't panic about any scenes.

But today, in the face of Hao lianche's bloody wound, she panicked and almost couldn't hold the scissors several times!

At this time, Hao lianche held Yan Qiqi's wrist in his slightly cold hand. He smiled at her, "Qiqi, don't worry, I don't hurt."

"Don't talk, who's worried about you." Yan Qiqi didn't yell at him anymore. It was clear that he was fine just now. When he comforted himself, a fog condensed in his eyes and choked in his throat.

There is only one possibility of such a large amount of bleeding. The wound is not big, but it is very deep, and it may hurt the internal organs. In this era, there is no CT at all, and nothing can be photographed. Relying on manual judgment, Yan Qiqi was a little unsure for the first time.