Fang Yu was passively dragged out of the library by Qian Xiaoxiao. As she followed Qian Xiaoxiao towards the dormitory, she asked, "what did Nanyuan mean just now?"

Qian shook his head: "I don't know."

Although Fang Yu had some doubts, she finally chose silence because of her little trust in Qian.

Seeing Fang Yu no longer asking questions, Qian Xiaoxiao breathed a sigh of relief, but also worried about Jiujiu.

Jiujiu is like an indefinite time bomb, which means that she can't tell when to find someone to harm Fang Yu.

At the thought of this, money's eyes are a little more cruel.

If you don't do it, you must die.

Qian Xiaoxiao wants to kill Jiujiu, and Jiujiu wants to find a house outside the school.

During this time, she thought for a long time about how to make money.

She can't use steamed stuffed bun to speculate in stocks, nor can she let Xiaobai help her make money. If she lives on her own, she is only a freshman now. It's too slow to do part-time work. It's faster to write novels after thinking about it.

Jiujiu is going to rent a house outside the school.

On the one hand, being quiet can make it convenient for you to write novels. On the other hand, you can avoid continuing contact with Qian Xiaofang Yu.

Although Qian Xiaoxiao and Fang Yu can't cause serious harm to Jiu Jiu, there is a saying that flies can't kill people, but they can disgust people.

In Jiujiu's eyes, Qian Xiaoxiao and Fang Yu are like flies, especially disgusting people.

That night, Meng Ke, who had not come to Jiujiu for a long time, found Jiujiu again and brought a key.

Meng Ke stood opposite Jiujiu, looked down at Jiujiu's ruddy cheeks and said, "I have an apartment outside the school. You can live there if you like."

Jiujiu looked up at Meng Ke.

Meng Ke's face is still handsome. The thin bangs hang on the top of his eyebrows and cast a clear shadow on his eyelids, which makes his already deep vision more and more deep and elusive.

"Why are you so kind to me?" Jiujiu tilted her head and asked Meng Ke, "you don't like me."

"I'm a friend of your parents. I should treat you well." Meng Ke stretched out his hand to touch Jiujiu's head.

Jiujiu stepped back from Meng Ke's palm, smiled and said, "my parents don't have friends who do things worse than animals to their daughter."

Meng Ke's outstretched hand was frozen in the air, his face was heavy, and whispered, "you still hate me?"

"Shouldn't I hate you?" Jiujiu sneered: "Meng Ke, in my eyes, you can't even compare with a dog ~ Keke ~"

Meng Ke's hand tightly pinched Jiujiu's neck and looked at Jiujiu's face from ruddy to pale, from pale to sauce red.

Looking at the twisted appearance of Jiujiu's beautiful face due to suffocation, Meng Ke's mouth slightly aroused, and there was a bit of cruel beauty on his face: "do you know it's wrong? If you know it's wrong, you'll blink, admit your mistake to me, and I'll forgive you."

Meng Ke's hand pinching Jiujiu's neck is getting stronger and stronger. If Jiujiu doesn't apologize, he will directly strangle Jiujiu.

For Meng Ke's actions, Jiujiu opened her eyes from the beginning. Even if she had begun to feel dizzy due to suffocation, she still stubbornly opened her eyes and refused to admit defeat.

With the increase of Meng Ke's action, Jiujiu sauce red face showed a strange cyan, and his body fell to one side.

Meng Kesong started.

As Meng Kesong opened his hand, Jiujiu's body fell to the ground as soft as soft noodles. However, even so, Jiujiu's eyes were still stubbornly open, which meant that I would rather die than admit my mistake.

Jiujiu's attitude surprised Meng Ke.

He is a killer, has killed many people, has seen the beauty of human nature and the ugliness of human nature.

In the face of death, ugliness is always more beautiful than beauty

In the past, loving couples turned against each other in order to live. In the past, brothers who took pains to cut their brothers in order to live. He saw too many things. Therefore, he always thought that people were weak and timid in the face of death.

But Jiujiu refreshed his cognition.

Obviously Jiujiu is as flexible as a reed, but she is stubborn and stubborn in the face of death. She would rather die than admit her mistake.

Really a surprisingly stubborn little girl.

Meng Ke stooped to pick up Jiujiu and walked towards the parking lot.

Meng Ke took Jiu Jiu to the community outside the school.

The decoration of the community outside the school is like a copy of the house he lives in, especially the camera, which is as numerous as bamboo shoots after a spring rain.

Meng Ke put Jiujiu on the sofa and looked at Jiujiu's neck with a bright light. His eyebrows wrinkled slightly.

Jiujiu's neck is very long, just like the neck of a swan, slender, elegant and full of beauty.

At the moment, there was a circle of red pinch marks on Jiujiu's white neck, especially the place where he exerted the most force turned black.

The white skin of Jiujiu's neck is like a canvas, and his pinch marks are like paint. The two complement each other and form a picture full of tyranny.

Meng Ke stretched out his fingers and gently slid on Jiujiu's neck, especially when he touched the blue and purple marks on Jiujiu's neck, his eyes flashed a strange sense of satisfaction.

Really, want to kill her.

However, this is not the time.

Meng Ke looked at Jiujiu's stubborn face and smiled.

When Jiujiu woke up the next day, her throat felt as if it had been burned by fire. Every breath hurt her throat again.

Jiujiu raised her hand to cover her neck, turned over and got out of bed, ready to find water to moisten her throat.

Jiujiu just turned down from the bed and saw Meng Ke standing at the door.

Meng Ke was wearing a pure white sweater. When he saw Jiujiu coming down from the bed, he took a light blame on his face. He walked quickly from the door to the bedside, gently pressed Jiujiu on the bed, and said in a warm voice: "why don't you call me when you wake up."

Jiujiu opened her mouth to refute, but she was choked by the cold air suddenly gushing into her throat and coughed violently again.

Meng Ke pressed Jiujiu firmly on the bed and slapped Jiujiu on his back. When Jiujiu stopped coughing, he quickly went outside to bring a cup of honey water, handed it to Jiujiu's mouth and said, "drink some honey water to moisten his throat."

Jiujiu lowered her head and drank the honey water brought by Meng Ke. She felt her voice was much better and asked, "what do you want to do?"

Last night, she had to strangle her if she didn't say a word, but now she is so attentive. If the chill in Meng Ke's eyes hadn't changed, Jiu Jiu would suspect that Meng Ke was possessed by the ghost.

However, even if asked by Jiujiu, Meng Ke still had a gentle smile on his face. After holding Jiujiu back in bed, he looked at Jiujiu and said, "I want you to like me."