Chapter 926

Huo Jiye was silent for a moment. As if by magic, he took out a small dark purple box from his pocket. "This is something that tingxiao has prepared for a long time. It's customized according to the size of your fingers He designed it himself. He got it a few days ago and gave it to me. "

Maybe there are too many things to do tonight. Yun Weiyang doesn't have a big reaction at this time. He just looks at the small box and thinks about what Huo tingxiao is thinking when he designs the ring?

This man, always secretly everything is ready, never let her feel unprepared, spoil her spoil to no side, let her heart, simply can't fit anyone else.

Yun Weiyang raised her head slightly, and her eyes reflected light of different depths. At that moment, all the uneasiness and anxiety gradually subsided. She reached for the small box and said, "I..."

As soon as she got up, her face suddenly changed. Huo Jiye didn't know how to insist on it. In front of her eyes, she fell directly from the sofa. Her walking stick "clang Dang" fell on the ground, making a loud and clear sound.

Yun Weiyang's face suddenly changed, and his voice was almost from the bottom of his heart! Lingtian

Lingtian seems to have been prepared. As soon as Huo Jiye falls down, he brings people in and takes them away for the first time.

"Don't worry, sister-in-law. Just give it to me. It will be OK. You Don't worry Ling Tian looks in a hurry, the last sentence, but there are some unstable cry.

If it is normal, Yun Weiyang will certainly laugh at them, a few old men. As a result, when she comes across these things, she is as fragile as a woman. But now, what qualification does she have to say about others?

After a flurry, Ling Tian asked people to carry Huo Jiye away. Because he had been prepared for a long time, the situation was dangerous, but at least there was no danger.

Yun Weiyang is still in front of Huo tingxiao's bed, holding the small dark purple box in her hand. I don't know how long it took her to open it. There is a pair of rings in it. The rings don't look special, but there are two names engraved on the inside. Huo tingxiao's noble and cool person also drew a peach heart and two names in the middle of their names At the back of the characters are several Chinese characters written by him.

Yun Weiyang's throat moved slightly, like a fishy sweet rush to her head, and she swallowed it back. Clutch, life and death were given special meaning, but no one could grasp these things.

Even if you are rich and powerful, you still can't resist the erosion of time and death.

For the sake of his life, she is willing to give her life in return

But can he still see it?

Yun Weiyang holds the two rings tightly. After a long time, she suddenly stands up from the sofa. Because of her big action, her leg bumps into one side of the black coffee table, but she doesn't realize it. She just walks to the bed with the ring, falls to the ground on one knee, kneels down in front of the bed with a strong sense of ceremony, and carefully holds Huo tingxiao's left hand.

Huo tingxiao's hand is a little cold, like the blood in her body is frozen, but yunweiyang's hand seems to be burned by the fire. She instinctively wants to get rid of Huo tingxiao's hand, but she doesn't have it. She is just at a loss for a moment.

The snow outside the window is windy, cold and chilly, whistling through the thick walls and glass.

A moment later, Yun Weiyang's heart finally calmed down. She put one of the rings into Huo tingxiao's left ring finger bit by bit. It was originally a very ceremonial thing, but at this moment, it can only be done by her alone.

Yun Weiyang suddenly hooked his lips, looked at Huo tingxiao with bloodshot eyes, and said: "from now on, you are my man I don't allow you to You are not allowed to die... "

Her voice was very light, and she was swept away by the heavy wind and snow, as if she had never said it, while the person who fell into a coma on the bed was still unconscious.

Huo tingxiao seems to have had a long dream. He is in the dark. There is no light. Snowflakes are rolling and howling in the sky. The wind is falling down one after another. He is standing in the boundless wind and snow. It seems that even the spirit is swept away by the cold wind. There is only an empty shell and the last trace of reason left.

"Weiyang..."

In the dark, he seemed to think of something. The blood in his body was flowing against the current. In the dark all over the sky, he slowly spat out two words that had been covered with dust for a long time.

Darkness, as if torn out by these two words

Old houses in the suburbs.

Mu Shen took the man back to his old house. Before he got out of the car, he held the door with his slender fingers and spat out a mouthful of blood. It seemed that the old abnormal man had become a sick beauty. He was afraid of being blown away by the wind when he walked.

"Boss!"

A group of rough men almost spoke with one voice. If they were not afraid of being strangled, they might have gone up to support them.

They all care about Mu Shen, but they want to live more than Xiao Ming.

Mu Shen's eyebrows moved slightly. He raised his hand to wipe away the blood on his lips. The original red blood was smeared on his lips, and he was enchanted.Tut

They can vomit blood like this. Their eldest brother is really suitable for those who are sick and beautiful

It's a pity that no one dares to say, and no one dares to expose his eldest brother's potential of being sick and frail ~

Mu deeply smeared his blood and showed a kind of evil smile. The smile started to ripple from his eyes, but the dead pervert held the door frame and gently and politely spat out a word: "go away!"

All of you: --

The boss told them to go away, so they had to go away, so a group of single dogs smeared oil on their feet. They never thought that most of their families were sick enough to vomit blood. Maybe they would hang up the next second, for fear that they would be abused if they ran late.

Only song Shian stayed, slightly lowered his head, let people can't see his expression clearly, he walked two steps, stopped in a relatively safe distance range; "I'll call you LAN back."

Mu Shen gave him a white look, and his voice was a little hoarse. "What's it called? It's just spitting blood, which helps metabolism If you help me, I feel a little shaken. "

It's not Dihuang, but his consciousness has begun to be unclear. However, song Shian didn't expose him. He just crossed the safety red line, reached out to support mushen, and quietly helped him into the door.

Mu Shen, being held by someone, couldn't help acting as a demon. He stared at Song Shian's side face coolly, "you say You know I have so many secrets. If I kill you, will your men come to me to settle accounts? "