Chapter 333

Li Qian's eyes were very light, emitting a mechanical light like an object without emotion. Just when Jiu Jiu thought he would be strangled by Li Qian here, Li Qian suddenly threw her to the ground.

Li Qian looked down at Jiujiu with contempt and disdain in his eyes. He seemed to look at an object and said, "what are you, and you deserve me to like."

In Jiujiu's heart, a sour mood spread in her chest, and her eyes overflowed uncontrollably with tears. Her eyes looked at Li Qian sadly and foolishly, and her eyes were as dazzling as dew in the morning sun.

Li Qian, who had taken steps to leave, immediately took back his steps when he received Jiujiu's hazy line of sight. He couldn't help sighing in his heart. It's really like.

As like as two peas, she was very much like her love when he first saw her. His eyes were big and round, and the mist was hazy. It was like the southern Pearl that he liked most when he was little, but when he did not cry, it was enough. But now he was stained with tears, and it was just like the south pearl. Even though she made a big mistake, he could not bear to blame.

Li Qian bent over and held Jiu Jiu sitting on the ground to the bed. His eyes were obsessed with Jiu Jiu's eyes. His cold fingers gently crossed Jiu Jiu's cheeks, slowly crossed over his eyes, gently pressed on his eyelids, felt a warm and soft hand, frowned discontentedly, but after a moment, his eyebrows stretched, His face was calm and tranquil, just like a child.

But the bloody smell on her body constantly impacted Jiujiu's sense of smell, making Jiujiu subconsciously want to tremble.

Li Qian gently rubbed Jiujiu's cheek for a long time. Until Jiujiu's neck was a little stiff, he moved his fingers away. When he looked down at Jiujiu again, there was no indifference. His eyes were gentle, as if nothing had happened.

Li Qian bowed his head, kissed Jiujiu's eyes and whispered, "I'll come back to you in the evening."

Li Qian said that, raised his hand to tidy up his messy shirt, stepped out and gently closed the door.

After Li Qian left, Jiu Jiu opened her eyes. She didn't practice martial arts until now, but she still felt Li Qian's shocking anger because of her growing spirit. Especially at the moment when he pinched his neck just now, he really wanted to kill himself.

The strong murderous spirit shrouded her like an inseparable fog. Even though she had done countless tasks, Jiujiu was scared out of a cold sweat.

She's out of the enemy.

However, why did those men in the past have such good skills? It seems that they will like themselves as long as they seduce them a little, but Li Qian is not.

He looked down at the chain that suddenly appeared on his wrist. Jiujiu's eyebrows wrinkled and shook his arm. He still decided to ask again when Jiuli came back.

Just, how can I attack Li Qian.

Li Qian's appearance is gentle, but his inside is cold and violent. He simply interprets turning a face like turning a book to the extreme. How can he make such a moody man like himself?

Jiujiu was lost in thought.

Before nightfall, a strong wind hung outside, followed by a fine rain. Silver lightning flashed from the sky from time to time, casting a terrible color on the dark room.

Jiujiu stood by the window and looked. She thought Li Qian wouldn't come back, so she went to wash and prepare for bed, but unexpectedly, she just finished washing her face. As soon as she looked up, she saw Li Qianzhi standing in the house.

He was still wearing the military uniform he left in the morning. Because he was drenched in the rain, his cheeks were pale and almost bloodless, his lips were white and bloodless, and he closed in a straight line. The dark green military uniform became almost ink color because it was stained with water. The intermittent water droplets continued to drip down the dress hem, dripping a dark puddle out of the light carpet.

Jiujiu was startled by the sudden appearance of Li Qian. After the reaction, she quickly picked up a towel to wipe Li Qian's hair dripping downward.

"Marshal, why don't you have an umbrella." Jiu Jiu said while wiping Li Qian's hair.

Li Qian sneered as if he heard Tianda's joke. He looked at Jiujiu grimly. After a cold hum, he said, "you still need an umbrella to kill?"

Jiujiu found that the water drops dripping from Li Qian's clothes were still light red. Just now, when she smelled the light bloody smell, she thought it was Li Qian's own smell. At this time, it turned out that it was because Li Qian's clothes were stained with blood.

After receiving Jiujiu's face, Li Qian showed a smile of satisfaction, raised his finger and gently crossed Jiujiu's cheek.

Li Qian didn't know how long he had been exposed to the rain outside. His fingers were cold, as if there was no temperature at all. When he crossed Jiujiu's cheeks, he was like a poisonous snake spitting its core, which was an unspeakable horror.

Jiujiu's body is unconsciously tight.

Li qianmeng pinched Jiujiu's chin. His palm was tightly attached to Jiujiu's chin like an iron hoop. He looked at Jiujiu coldly and said in a gloomy tone: "are you afraid of me?"

Jiujiu's expression was stiff. She tried to resist her body's reaction and whispered, "I'm not afraid of you."

"Aren't you afraid of me?" Li Qian laughed as if he heard some funny joke. After laughing, he continued to look at Jiujiu sadly: "since he's not afraid of me, why do you tremble, huh ~"

Li Qian finished saying that his palm had slipped subconsciously to his waist, picked up the pistol, looked at Jiujiu's head and opened the insurance.

Jiujiu trembled, looked up timidly at Li Qian, and carefully replied, "because, because of some discomfort."

"Not adapted?" Li Qingqian's dark eyes turned around in his eyes, as if considering the meaning of Jiujiu's words. After a while, he said, "why not adapt? Are you lying to me when you say you like me today? HMM ~"

Jiujiu's body trembled, suddenly raised his hand, held Li Qian's cold palm with almost no temperature, looked into his eyes, and said sincerely on his face: "I didn't lie, dashai, Ruyan, I really like dashai."

"Like?" Li qianruo looked at Jiujiu thoughtfully. After a long time, he took away the insured gun, bent down, picked up Jiujiu and walked towards the bed. As he walked, he said, "since you like me, prove it to me, huh ~"

Li qianshen is strong and strong. Last night, he thought it was the first time that he had some restraint in Jiujiu. Today, he tossed Jiujiu over and over like the hungry wolf who couldn't feed enough.

Jiujiu's soul floated above the house, watching Li Qian toss his body from night to morning, and then let her go.

Li Qian looked at Jiujiu, who had already fainted, looked at the sky outside the window and felt a little tired.