Chapter 1894

He wanted to get rid of this contradiction in his mind and torture the woman in front of him as sang Qingxia's stand in, so he threw her body to bed and tore her clothes apart in spite of her clamor

By the time Stuart drove back, Holly had been waiting at the door for a long time.

She's been wondering why these two people don't come back? Did that old car break down? Or is there any danger?

It was not until she saw the yellow car slowly driving into her field of vision that the holly rose out of the doorstep in surprise - great! They're back!

But Her heart can not help but sink: they come back, that does not mean that Feng Nan analysis has already?

They are going to fight to the death!

What if Fengnan out of what, Qingxia also don't want to live how to do?

Dongkui was in a hurry and rushed to the driver's seat, only to see clearly that there was only one person named st!

"What about Qingxia?" Dongkui is in a hurry now. It can't be the worst possibility that she guessed happened. Ste killed Feng Nanping, and Qingxia died in love, so So

The more you think about it, the whiter she looks.

"She said she wanted to be quiet." Open the car door, the st light to explain a, and then he flashed toward the powerless walk, leaving a sentence, "you don't worry, she and Feng Nan analysis are all right."

None of the expected battles happened.

It's just that he doesn't want to go back to the castle yet!

In fact, he is similar to Feng Nanping in that he hates the place called castle as much as Feng Nanping! A place full of blood and violence

Now that he has decided to let go of that hatred, let him have a rest outside. Feng Nanping has bought a house and lived outside. He thinks that maybe he should buy a house and live outside

"Wait! Be clear about it Holly hurried to follow up, want to ask some clear, a close to him, but has been acutely smelled in the nose between a faint bloody smell.

She had already, reflexively looked at ste's shoulder. Under her dark suit, there was indeed a piece of dark red, which could not be seen without a close look.

How much blood has he shed?

"You're bleeding!" Dongkui rushed into the room, rummaged to find out the medicine box again, and murmured over there, "you are also a human being, not made of iron. You don't know how to pay attention to your body! What if you die on the road, who will collect the body for you

As he spoke, he leaned over with a bandage and keenly noticed a trace of gratitude in his eyes. He quickly changed his words: "there are still ah! Don't die in my house! In what name can I help you collect the corpse? "

With a bitter smile, ster took off her shirt and asked her to deal with her wound. She murmured, "I'm ok..."

He knew how the wound on his shoulder split. Just when sang Qingxia got out of the car and wanted to walk, he couldn't see her sadness, so he pulled her into his arms. In her struggle, he felt his wound split.

However, looking at sang Qingxia finally willing to cry in his arms, he just can't bear to push her away, thinking obstinately in his heart: even if his own blood flow light, also want to let her cry!

Finally, she cried, and half of his blood ran out. He let her choose, but he left first. He was afraid of He fell down in front of her.

With a sneer, sting at himself, when did he become so stupid?

Just a few days to get along, that mulberry green summer, in the end, what is different?

"What are you laughing at?" While helping him with the wound, Holly cursed like a housekeeper, "are you ok? You don't have to waste bandages like this? "

The winter anemone murmured over there. Naturally, it was the desolation on ste's face.

Oh, what a pity

She sighed in her heart: really should not fall in love with the person who should not love!

She carefully pasted the last piece of adhesive tape. She did not expect that one day, she would also fall in love with a man she should not love

"Do you have wine here?" Looking at her packing the medicine box, the st suddenly asked, let the holly froze for a while.

"Yes She nodded in dismay. Did some cooking wine in the kitchen count?

"Give me All right? " His throat knot glided up and down, and a hint of begging flashed in his deep eyes, which made the holly feel soft at once.

"You are injured now. You can't drink..." Winter anemone murmured, knowing that he was suffering, unconsciously, he also suffered.

She was infected God, why do you throw people who are in a bad mood to her?

"Please..." His shoulder was still so painful that he could hardly move, so he could only beg her.

Beg her, let him be embarrassed once, let him forget once, let him sink once.

"Well, I'll get it for you." Shaking his head, Holly reluctantly turned into the kitchen and poured out a small bowl of cooking wine (yellow rice wine). After a few steps, he felt that it was too immoral for the wounded to drink, so he went back in, added a few drops of vinegar into it, and brought it out again. He thought it was still too immoralIn this way back and forth several times, ster was impatient to wait, finally got up, put on a clean clothes, opened the door and went out by himself.

Naturally, he could understand what the woman wanted to do, but now he just wanted to get drunk.

As for my body I don't want my life. What else can I do with my body?

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