Chapter 1727

"It's a plea." He whispered, "don't do irreparable harm to each other until you forgive me."

There has been one.

That time, he almost lost her completely.

He won't let her do it again.

"Irreparable harm?" She raised her chin slightly and said in a cold voice, "do you think there is still room for recovery between us?"

"As long as you give me another chance," Feng Jin said behind her, "I can prove it to you."

"Give you another chance to hurt me?"

Feng Jin stopped for a moment, then slowly said: "I know that Huarong is not such a coward."

"Don't irritate me. I don't like it." Huarong broke away from his hand and turned to look at him. "I can't marry you again," she said in her eyes. "It's impossible."

“……”

"After all, what can you promise us. But if I want to marry a man who has abandoned me to death for the sake of my family, I will not accept it Her voice trembled slightly. "I made a mistake once, and I won't do it again. I've got the wrong person, I've recognized it, but there won't be a second time. "

"So," Feng Jin said quietly, "do you want me to die once before you forgive me?"

Hua Rong Mou Guang slightly shakes for a moment, Feng Jin's beautiful face is full of resolute coldness.

She frowned gently, then slowly breathed out a breath, "you should grow up, don't say such childish words." She slowly pulled herself out of his warm arms, got up from the bed and stepped out of bed.

Feng Jin forced her to be a little bored.

Along with the adverse factors in her bones, they all came out one after another.

She didn't like being forced to do things she didn't want to do.

Not even the people she likes.

She didn't want to marry, and no one could force her to marry a man she didn't want to marry.

Feng Jin sits on the bed, reaches out to hold her wrist, Huarong back to him, slender eyebrows close together.

"Let go."

Behind her came the sound of opening the drawer. Before she turned back, she felt a cold thing stuffed into her palm by Fengjin.

Hua Rong turns her head in horror and sees that Feng Jin pulls the black pistol off the safety bolt.

She was so frightened that she was about to throw the pistol out.

How could there be such a thing in the bedside table!

"Browning m1900, you've been exposed to these things since childhood, and you should know them." He sat on the bed and looked at her, one hand holding her hand, the other hand pointed the pistol at his chest. "The last time you were shot, this is where you shot me. If I'm not dead, you will marry me. This is even. How about it? "

"You're crazy." Hua rongsu's calm face also changed slightly. She tried to pull her finger out of Feng Jin's clenched hand, but his strength was too strong for her to pull it out.

Huarong looks at Fengjin's calm face, a little flustered, and her tone is a little unstable.

"You let me go. If you want to die, you can die by yourself. Don't pull me

Feng brocade looks at her face, lip corner slightly cocked a bit, "Rong Rong, you are afraid."

Scared?

Of course.

The safety bolt has been opened. Feng Jin's wrench is buckled, and the muzzle of the gun is facing his heart. If you are not careful, it may go wrong!

This guy, dare to smile at her! How can he laugh?!!