Luo Zheng looks frightened. He looks at the stab wound on the man's chest and listens to his words. His hands are shaking all the time.
Suddenly, but in the next moment, the girl looked up to the thin cold city, bit the white lip, and just like him, raised a smile, which was cold, resolute and indifferent.
Just when the heart of the thin cold city sank and the brow and heart were puckered up, the girl put her hand on his chest, tightly holding the sharp glass hand, and made a hard reverse turn.
The next moment, the sharp end, impressively changed position, against her own swan like neck!
"Are you satisfied with that?"
She asked, smiling not to the bottom of her eyes, a touch of loneliness.
"Luo Zheng, what do you do?"
Once the pupils of the thin cold city shrink, they will snatch them out of their hands.
"Don't touch me one by one"
but in a moment, Luo Zheng was far away from men's touch, her hands were slightly forced, the glass cut the delicate skin, and the blood was dazzling.
The girl's shaking threat forced thin and cold city's palm to freeze in the air. After all, she was afraid of her safety and didn't force her to touch again.
See, Luo Zheng's fan like eyelashes hang down, which makes her whisper: "Bo Hancheng, I don't want your life, what do I want your life to do? I want to let go. I want you to let me go... "
The feeling of suffocation was felt by Bo Hancheng, which was almost ironic in his life.
For a moment, he lost all his sense and could not maintain his demeanor. Even his basic calmness was ignored.
Like the abandoned beast, the man's throat is cold: "Luo Zheng, just stay with me, is it so difficult? How can you be so cruel at a young age! "
Luo Zheng congeals the man, already ache to numb, is not has not thought, the heart is soft to compromise once.
It's just that she can't do it, really can't!
This feeling, like fireworks, is short and gorgeous, and finally vanishes.
Perhaps, she is too selfish, do not want to bear this relationship, this is the end!
Just, coagulate the position of the man's heart, there are ferocious wounds, with guilt surging to the heart In the end, it is a debt owed to him to use a stab in the thin cold city in exchange for his mother's news.
If we want to end, we must pay off our debts!
Luo Zheng thought, eyes suddenly flash, holding the palm of the glass suddenly raised, will stab his heart position.
Bo Hancheng looks at the girl and almost immediately stops her. When the glass tip passes through her clothes and stabs into her skin, she holds the girl's wrist and stops her from self mutilation.
But on the face, the man floats a touch of startle: "Luo Zheng, do you want to die?"
Already sunk into the dark heart, after the girl's behavior, she was still frightened.
I can't imagine the consequences of deep stabbing Perhaps, just like myself at this time, my heart is aching.
However, he was used to licking blood at the tip of the knife, so he could bear it.
Luo Zheng, I don't know at a young age. How can I stand being so delicate?
Because of stabbing a little skin and feeling some pain, Luo Zheng didn't care about it, just replied lightly: "this knife, I owe you, I should give it back to you!"
How could she not understand the meaning of her words?
But he also understood too well that Bo Hancheng was suffocating, breathing with difficulty, and his tone was extremely cool: "you bet your life to tell me I'd rather die than stay with me, wouldn't I? "
Luo Zheng's eyes drooped and his eyelids fell a thin shadow: "yes, I would rather die than stay by your side and be your lover Will let me, live, not, such as, die! "
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I'm sorry. I've been Kavin. It's almost Kaspersky. My family is not peaceful. Go to bed in the morning and get up to keep updating In reverse, I haven't written yet, kiss an mu