"What are you doing?"

Her dumb voice was shouting. As soon as she made a sound, her vocal cords were involved, and Jiang Sui coughed uncontrollably.

Huo Linxi didn't speak. He stared at Jiang's snow-white face. Her eyes were red like a little rabbit.

The man didn't let go of Jiang Sui's hand holding the knife.

After cutting his neck, the blade hit the socket of his neck.

As long as Jiang Sui wants, she can pierce a man's neck with a knife.

Jiang Sui swallowed his throat and shouted angrily to the man:

"Do you think we can be even in this way? I hurt Linlin myself, and I will die of heartache!"

Her throat choked.

"How can Linlin be so bad! Why force me to do... What I don't want to do... Did you hurt you before you took revenge on me?

If I knew it was Lin Lin, how could I... "

Jiang Sui sobbed, and tears fell like broken pearls.

The man saw her crying and quickly pulled her into his arms.

He was no longer forced to buckle Jiang Sui's hand with a knife.

Huo Linxi's tight arms circled behind Jiang Sui, and the palm gently stroked her back.

"Years, I was wrong."

The man who had never lowered his head in front of her put his arrogant self-esteem under his knees at this moment.

He hoped she could beat him, scold him and stab him in the chest angrily.

However, such a practice only comforted Huo Linxi himself. He didn't consider Jiang Sui's feelings at all.

She would be distressed to see his injury. How could she stand it and cut huolinxi by herself.

The man turned his head and kissed the tears on her soft cheeks.

Jiang Sui bit his lips and purred:

"Go and get the hemostatic!" what else do you kiss! Hollinsoy's neck and chest are full of blood!

The man dared not provoke her again, obediently obeyed her orders and got out of bed to deal with the wound on his neck.

He opened the medicine box, but skipped the hemostatic.

Huolinxi picked up another box of ointment and looked at it. He put the box of ointment on the wound on his neck.

Men use gauze to simply fix the wound on their neck, and then clean up the blood on their chest.

Huo Linxi turned and walked back. When he was two or three meters away from the bed, a bloody knife fell right at his feet, and the blade was straight into the floor of his thumb.

Jiang Sui sat on the bed and snorted. His soft and tender face was like a glutinous rice ball, with traces of wet tears hanging on it.

Huo Linxi was like a tamed beast. He squatted down, pulled out the knife, wiped it with a cloth and threw it into the dustbin.

He put one hand on the bed and leaned down. "I'll take you to wash?"

Jiang Sui didn't speak or resist.

The man picked up the woman and carried her into the bathroom.

Jiang Sui looked at his neck in the mirror on the washstand.

She's going to make some medicine herself. The bruise on her neck is so deep that it affects her throat.

Suddenly, she sniffed at the air, turned her head, approached Huo Linxi's neck, and sniffed again at his wound covered with gauze.

"You didn't apply hemostatic."

There is not much emotion on a man's cold face.

But in fact, there are a lot of panic in mind.

This was smelled by Jiang Sui.

At the age of three or two, Jiang took the gauze off his neck.