Chapter 266

"Ah Wang Yufang was so excited that she suddenly opened her eyes and gouged him out, "what are you doing? I haven't had enough yesterday? "

She stretched out her arm, pulled it down from Xi muyao's neck, and gave him a kiss like alms on his lips. "The queen gives you a reward. Go away!"

Xi muyao's evil smile, palms slide to her chest, not light or heavy kneading, hard sucking her lips, until two people are panting, just satisfied with the separation. He patted Wang Yuanfang's face gently, "you continue to sleep, I go to work."

Xi muyao drove away from Xi's home, but instead of going to work in Western Europe, he went directly to the community where he lived in Muyang.

Muyang heard a knock on the door. After opening it, he was not surprised to see Xi muyao. He released the door handle and went back to the room. Then Xi muyao came in, looked around the room and asked coldly, "where's the child?"

Muyang sitting on the sofa, a relaxed face, holding the remote control constantly changing the channel, casually back to the way: "Qinghuan took away."

Xi muyao strode forward and stood in front of Muyang. He asked angrily, "who allows you to give the child to her?"

Muyang glanced at him, threw the remote control board aside, got up and went into the kitchen, opened the refrigerator door, took out a can of ice beer, opened the pull ring, took a drink, and then said: "the child is clear, people come to leave the child, why don't I give it. Who made you late? Qinghuan just left. "

"You Xi muyao angrily stepped forward and pointed to Muyang, "you did it on purpose! Why didn't you come back for dinner yesterday! Mom's been waiting for you all night

Muyang's eyes turned around, patted off Xi muyao's hand, walked around him, sat back on the sofa, folded his legs on the glass tea table, and changed the channel again: "I don't want to go back, so I won't go back."

"By the way," Muyang leaned on his head and looked sideways at Xi muyao, "Lu Qingli, she seems to be missing. Did you do it? "

Xi muyao frowned and looked at the man on the sofa with a playful face. He clenched his fist tightly and then released it. He turned a deaf ear to Muyang's words, went to the door, opened the security door and left.

The heavy anti-theft door bounced back and shocked the peace of the room.

When Lu Qingli disappeared, the police sent out police to look for him. Mu Wenshu mobilized all the people he knew to look for him. Even Xi muyao used all available resources to ask people to look for Lu Qingli.

A good living man, suddenly so silent news disappeared. With such a dynamic search, newspapers, magazines and weekly magazines have published reports on Lu Qingli's disappearance. The media speculated on the cause of Lu Qingli's disappearance. Some said that she might be killed by love, some said that she could not escape in this complicated and tangled relationship, and she was depressed and committed suicide.

There are many different opinions. Because of the two outstanding men involved and the three parties' family background, Lu Qingli's disappearance has caused a big disturbance in Beijing.

But Lu Qingli, who was shut up in a deserted old factory, knew nothing about it. She had been locked up here for three days, her cheeks swelled obviously, her eyes were hard to open, and everywhere she could see were bruises and mottled blood.

Lu Qingli trembles, her dry lips crack. She hasn't been in water for three days. The man only came to beat her once a day, then he locked the door and left.

Xu is relying on the desolation here, no one to come, men are so unscrupulous.

Today, men are still coming, but it's almost time for men to come.

Lu Qingli drags her scarred and bruised body, crawling to the iron door step by step, hiding in the shadow. She pulls out an iron bar from the pile of machines, which is as cold as her palm. The mottled rust scraped into the palm of his hand. Lu Qingli almost couldn't hold it because of the pain.

Tears welled up in her eyes again. She stretched out her soft tongue and licked her dry lips. Then she clenched her lower lip and tried to save the iron bar in her palm.

When the iron door opened slowly, Lu Qingli's whole body was tense, but he couldn't stop shaking. If she goes down with this stick, she must hit it with one blow. Otherwise, she can hardly escape.

Lu Qingli didn't even know what he was doing, but when the man found the iron bar in her hand standing by the door, he twisted his eyebrows and walked slowly.

When the man fell heavily in front of Lu Qingli, his forehead overflowed with thick blood, Lu Qingli trembled, knelt on the ground, knelt beside the man, his body trembled into a sieve, but his hands were holding the iron bar.

The continuous flow of blood stung Lu Qingli's eyes. His brain was blank, and he didn't move for a long time.

The man is facing the ground. He fell to the ground and never got up again. She looked at the sunlight from the open iron door, slowly moved from the left to the right, and then moved her body. Her numb lower body was like thousands of thin needles in her body, swimming with the blood.Lu Qingli shakes his knees and takes a few steps to find out the mobile phone from the man's pocket. Whether the man's body temperature is hot or cold, and whether he has breath or not, Lu Qingli has no spare energy to think about these problems, as if the iron bar raised high and fell down hard has exhausted her whole life.

Lu Qingli only had time to dial 110, and then he fainted beside the man. He heard the operator's inquiry coming from the microphone, but he couldn't respond any more. His eyelids closed slowly.

be it so. Lu Qingli thought helplessly. But the only thing she can't let go of is her little son, Bobo, who is still so young

When Mu Wenshu saw that he was covered with blood, he couldn't see clearly, and that part of his body was intact Lu Qingli. His whole heart seemed to be put into the meat grinder and twisted fiercely, breaking into rotten dumpling stuffing. He was red with eyes and clenched with hands, and wanted to see the murderer who hijacked her.

The man has lost his breath and died, but mu Wenshu still ignores the police's resistance and rushes over to beat the man violently. If he doesn't come to the bar, he will really beat the man so that his family can't recognize him.

"Brother Wenshu!" Qinghuan outside a group of men pulling Mu Wen tree yelled, "my sister is still on the ambulance! Don't you stay with her? She will be afraid, she needs you to guard her for a moment! "

Mu Wenshu wakes up from a dream and rushes to the ambulance. He wants to hug Lu Qingli, but Lu Qingli is full of injuries. He is afraid that even if he gives a gentle hug, Lu Qingli can't bear it. He went to hold Lu Qingli's hand, but what he touched was thick and greasy. He trembled and carefully opened Lu Qingli's palm. The ubiquitous rust and the blood that had solidified into dark brown were mottled and blurred. He loosened Lu Qingli's hand and smashed his head with his fist. His silent tears fell in Lu Qingli's palm.

He's sorry! He hates it! Why can't he come back earlier, why can't he stay with her for a moment, why should he let her pick up Bobo by herself!

"Why?" Mu Wenshu sobbed and repeatedly asked himself. He shakes his hands to wipe away the tears on Lu Qingli's body, for fear that the tears with salt will erode the wound of landing Qingli, for fear that Lu Qingli will be more painful.

The people on the ambulance were all moved by the scene.

Lu Qingli is quickly pushed into the operating room. Mu Wenshu is waiting outside the operating room again. Looking at the red indicator light on the door of the operating room, he recalls the time when Lu Qingli gave birth prematurely, because he left her. Even a few minutes is enough to make him regret for life.

Thinking of this, the blood on Muwen tree's face faded. He clenched his fist tightly, stretched his slender body straight, stood outside the operating room, staring at the red indicator light motionlessly.

"Brother Wenshu, sit down and wait. Elder sister, she doesn't know when she will come out. She goes to the ward and needs your care... "Qinghuan sobs and persuades Mu Wenshu, but she can't help but turn back and plunge into Jianyang's arms, sobbing silently.

Qingli, can she come out alive? The man is dead. She looked a hundred times, a thousand times heavier than that man.

When he saw Lu Qingli being carried out, he didn't even dare to step forward for a long time. How could it be that the woman who was injured like that, covered with bruises all over her body, without a whole skin, could be her lovely sister!

The pain of Qinghuan is ten million times more than that of Mu Wenshu.

When Xi muyao arrives, he asks Qinghuan how Lu Qingli is. Mu Wenshu suddenly turns around, hits Xi muyao with one punch, and throws Xi muyao to the ground. Because he was too depressed and remorseful, he fell on Xi muyao and could no longer stand up.

Mu Wenshu turns over and lies on his back, constantly recalling what happened between him and Lu Qingli. Lu Qingli has been able to turn the bad into the good so many times. Even when he was born, he was able to turn the bad into the good. This time, he will be able to turn the bad into the good!

Mu Wenshu closed his eyes tightly to comfort himself.

Xi muyao was suddenly hit by this blow with great anger. The inner wall of his mouth was bleeding, and even his nostrils were bleeding.

He turns over and kneels on the ground. He is about to fight back, but he is stopped by Qinghuan. Lu Qinghuan sobbed: "you are not allowed to beat him! If my elder sister knew, she would be distressed! She's not awake yet! That's how you treat the man she loves! It's all your fault! If you didn't cheat on Xiao San at the beginning, if you didn't provoke those unruly women! How could my sister live such a rough and sad life! If it wasn't for you, she would have a happy family, devoted to educating Bobo as an adult, and be the happiest wife and mother! "

Qinghuan wiped a tear, "since you can't give her happiness, you shouldn't have provoked my sister! You shouldn't marry her at all. You've ruined her happiness. Now, do you want to make the same mistake again, let her fall into those disputes, and let her go through those nightmare like cycles? "Xi muyao's face was as pale as ashes in an instant. Every time Qinghuan said a word, he was like a burnt out ash, a dim inch