Chapter 1364

Su Yan: "

These two are sick. It's certain.

It's all right. One more knife and one less knife than who?

Sheng Jin Shu leaned against the sofa and didn't care, "I can do it."

It's always a little longer than this weak chicken, and——

Is he really willing to die?

Sheng Jinshu doesn't believe it.

Seeing that Cheng Qian was still dawdling and his face was getting whiter and whiter, Su Yan could only stretch out his hand to pull him.

"Cheng Qian! Stop making trouble!"

"Well -- pain --"

Cheng Qian smiled bitterly. He fell into Su Yan's arms and groaned bitterly, covering his heart. The palm of his hand was a thick blood.

"Rouge rouge, if I die, will you forgive me?"

Su Yan pursed her lips. Her eyes were flustered and her breathing was unstable.

"Rouge, rouge... Forgive me, huh?"

The man whispered and begged, holding her hand, "don't let me die. I live in your resentment, rouge ~"

Su Yan's eyelids jumped, "I forgive you, can't I forgive you?"

She helped Cheng Qian to stand up and said in a quick voice, "Cheng Qian, I beg you, can you stop bleeding quickly? If you do this again, you'll really die!"

Sheng Jinshu glanced at Cheng Qian angrily.

This scheming dog!

If Su Yan's knife pierced his heart, he would not live long ago. Do you still have time to pester Su Yan here to beg for forgiveness?

In fact, Cheng Qian really can't hold on, but he's gambling.

Yes, he's a pervert, he's a deep mind.

Use your life to bet on Su Yan's kindness.

It turned out that he won the bet.

If you lose, it doesn't matter. It's only one life at most. He's very happy to die in Su Yan's hands.

"OK."

Cheng Qianchong lost a proud look at him, covered his hands with a pale face, half leaned against Su Yan and walked towards his studio.

Sheng Jinshu's temple bulged, strode over, pulled up the pretending Cheng Qian, and took him to the door without pity.

Su Yan looked dumb. Is it really okay to be so rude?

"Fuck..."

Cheng Qian took a breath, clenched his teeth and burst into a rude remark.

Su Yan was still in the living room. He lowered his voice and cursed, "Sheng Jinshu, do you really want me to die?"

"Oh?" Sheng Jinshu raised his eyebrows and asked if he would laugh. "Aren't you eager to die? I can't help you now?"

He pulled Cheng Qian's hand and pressed the fingerprint. The door slowly opened on both sides. He pushed Cheng Qian forward, "so you should die quickly and don't save yourself. In this way, I can live a happy world with rouge."

"Oh..."

Cheng Qian licked his lips, staggered to the operating table, took out a medicine from the drawer and skillfully stabbed it into his arm.

"You think so! Even if I'm a ghost, I'll be a * * wife with Rouyan!"

"You're so fucking insidious."

Sheng Jinshu leaned against the door with his arms in his arms and looked coldly at Cheng Qian. He gasped twice after taking the medicine. His face looked much better. Next, untie your clothes and start hemostasis.

"You're cold-blooded enough. Your brother's life and death are uncertain here. You still have the face to watch the excitement?" Cheng Qian showed no weakness, even if he was only half a step away from death.

"Hiss, good people don't live long, and harm will last for thousands of years."

Sheng Jinshu sneered, "you've seen that the rouge knife didn't hit your heart at all. Don't force."

In front of him, Cheng Qian had nothing to hide.

He sat on the operating table and wiped the wound with an alcohol sponge on his tweezers. The pain made him smile more and more brightly.

"Rouge is reluctant to give up. After all -" he smiled provocatively at Sheng Jinshu, "I can make her more comfortable than you."