Chapter 163

Even though the first month is almost over, the weather in Kyoto is still very cold.

These days, Jianxin didn't go out and stayed at home all day, but she still dressed herself up beautifully.

She has always been a beautiful woman.

Although her face was ruined, she did not give up on herself, because beautiful makeup is equally important.

She turned her back, so she couldn't see her scarred face, but only looked at her back, and still felt that she was a rare beauty.

The slender waist that can be grasped gracefully, and the curly hair with golden waves are casually draped——

Picking up the soup and taking a few sips, Gu Nanjing's eyes fell on Jian Xin's back.

What she was wearing today was a bright red coat, the color of blood, and it was shockingly red.

Staring at her for a long time, Gu Nanjing didn't look back, logically saying that she shouldn't listen to him like before.

Could it be—

Thinking of this, Gu Nanjing withdrew his gaze and looked at the bowl of soup in front of him that he had already drank more than half of it.

Because he hadn't had a good meal for several days, he was too anxious to drink just now, and didn't notice that the taste of this soup was different.

Thinking about it now, there seems to be some medicinal smell in the soup, definitely not the taste of the Codonopsis ginseng in the soup, but another medicinal smell that he doesn't know.

"Damn it!" He cursed, picked up the bowl and threw it at Jianxin, shouting angrily, "What the hell did you add to this soup?"

The bowl hit Jianxin's back with a muffled sound, and the hot soup instantly painted greasy marks on her red coat.

The soup slid down the coat, tick, tick, tick.

Jianxin didn't look back, she straightened her back, as stiff as a sculpture.

Seeing that she didn't respond, Gu Nanjing was even more angry, grabbed the spoon on the table, and threw it at Jianxin again: "You're fucking dead? Turn around!"

This time the spoon didn't hit Jianxin, but it flew past Jianxin's ear and landed at her feet with a jingle.

The hand on her side couldn't help but clenched tightly, as if she wanted to bury her nails into the flesh.

She bit her lip, turned around slowly, and pulled the corners of her mouth slightly, as if trying to force herself to be calm, "Master Gu, I kindly gave you the soup for the dog, if you don't know how to be grateful, just take a bowl Hit me, splash me with soup, tell me how should I say hello?"

She spoke harshly, but her eyes were flickering. The smile he tried to maintain also pulled the hideous scar, revealing a disgusting sense of disobedience.

Looking at Jian Xin's hideous scars, and hearing Jian Xin's tone of voice, Gu Nanjing suddenly felt nauseated and dazzled.

His heart tightened, and he looked back at the bowl of soup in front of him—there must be something wrong with this bowl of soup. However, he didn't know what this bitch Jian Xin added.

He stood up abruptly, but felt his head go numb, but he didn't have time to think that much, and the monstrous anger took over his reason. He stepped over to Jianxin's side and grabbed her by the hair: "You bitch, are you trying to kill me! It's not that easy!" After finishing speaking, he pulled Jianxin's head and bumped it against the table Go: "I will kill you bitch today."

Jianxin couldn't react in time, and her strength was far behind Gu Nanjing's. Suddenly, she only heard a muffled explosion in her ears, followed by bursts of roars in her head.

Yes, these days at home, Jian Xin didn't do anything, and every day she was thinking about how to kill Gu Nanjing, that bastard.

She wants to kill him, take everything from him, and make him pay for everything he has done!

Originally, she was still struggling with how to contact Gu Nanjing, but she never thought that this bastard would come to her door by herself. Almost ecstatically, she prepared chicken soup for the bastard, and then put the long-prepared sleeping pills into the chicken soup.

Everything is so seamless, she will be able to kill enemies in no time.

But unfortunately, Gu Nanjing found out.

Now, the person who was supposed to die was punching and kicking her, but she could only scream.

Again and again.

Every hit hurts my heart.

"Go to hell!" Gu Nanjing roared, thinking of this damn bitch poisoning him, he couldn't restrain the anger in his heart. While scolding Jianxin as "bitch" and "****", he kept kicking, stomping on and beating Jianxin, as if he wanted to beat her to nothingness.

I don't know how long it took to kick and beat, but Jian Xin didn't have the strength to scream anymore, so Gu Nanjing stopped.

He looked at Jian Xin who was like a broken doll on the ground with satisfaction, smiled triumphantly, and then spat on Jian Xin's scarred face: "Bitch!"

he said, and sat back in his chair, panting.

This beating had exhausted a lot of his physical strength, and the half bowl of chicken soup with sleeping pills he had just eaten had gradually exerted its effect. At this moment, he only felt dizzy and couldn't help but want to lie down and rest for a while.

However, before he could sit still, he felt a figure stand up beside him, and he instinctively reached out to grab that figure.

However, the sleeping pills started to take effect, and his reaction dropped a lot for a while, and his hands were empty. He took a closer look, and saw that the place where Jian Xin lay down just now was empty, leaving only a small pool of blood.

Gu Nanjing was startled, and secretly screamed that it was not good, and quickly turned his head to search for Jian Xin's figure, but before he could find it, a heavy object fell on his head.

After a sharp pain, Gu Nanjing fell to the ground.

He was angry, scared and screaming - he saw Jian Xin holding a hammer, looking down at him.

Jianxin is smiling, and the smile touches the scars he left, which is extraordinarily ferocious and terrifying. But it was unexpectedly good-looking... That smile came from the heart, and for a moment, Gu Nanjing saw the shadow of his childhood in Jianxin's eyes.

At that time, she was beautiful and innocent, following behind him, calling softly: "Brother Nanjing, is Xinxin good-looking?"

Looks good - he wanted to answer that, but in a blink of an eye, the lovely face was covered with long and deep knife marks.

All from him.

Suddenly, Gu Nanjing felt a fear he had never felt before.

He wanted to scream, to run away, but the sleeping pills made his movements slow, and the sharp pain in his head choked his throat.

Jian Xin approached Gu Nanjing step by step, seeing the man she had longed for so much wriggling like a dying bug, she felt a burst of pleasure in her heart.

It was so ugly, as ugly as she was.

She chuckled, rushed over suddenly, and sat on Gu Nanjing's body - just like he sat on her before.

"I won't die," she grinned grinningly, and murmured in a low voice, "You are the one to die!"

After finishing speaking, she raised the hammer in her hand and slammed it on Gu Nanjing's head.

"Xinxin, don't!"

Gu Nanjing hissed and begged for mercy, but he couldn't stop the falling hammer.

Again and again.