Chapter 983

Mu Qingqing couldn't breathe, and his face turned red. Even if song Yanshu let go later, he might have died. She kept beating song Yanshu's cold wrist, but he didn't mean to weaken his strength. A pair of eyes full of despair were staring at Mu Qingqing.

"Song Yan Shu!"

A yell, song Yan Shu just turned back, a heavy blow will fall on the corner of his mouth. Because the whole person did not have time to resist, suddenly fell on the ground, the corner of the mouth exuded a trace of blood.

Mu Qingqing only felt a blur in front of her eyes. After a long time, she returned to her body with oxygen. She gasped heavily, and reluctantly stood up from the machine cover in front of the car.

At the moment when her eyes fell on the city of Molian, Mu Qingqing suddenly felt a sense of salvation, but with it came a deep worry. Mu Qingqing is not sure whether the physical condition of Yimo Liancheng is equal to that of song Yanshu.

"How about it?" Mo Liancheng tightened his eyebrows, and his burning eyes fell on Mu Qingqing's body, hoping to put her into his arms and cherish her.

Mu Qingqing shook her head, but she still couldn't speak for a moment. Song Yanshu cut a deep red mark on her neck, which almost killed her.

"Be careful, cough, cough, cough..." Mu Qingqing pushed away Mo Liancheng fiercely. Because his throat had just been severely compressed, he suddenly opened his voice and then there was a violent cough. Song Yanshu's eyes turned red. Seeing that Mu Qingqing cared about Mo Liancheng, he was even more angry. His crazy fists kept falling on Mo Liancheng.

Mo Liancheng's reaction was very quick, and he almost avoided most of the fatal injuries. Song Yanshu hit the heart position with his fists and fists as if on purpose. Mo Liancheng quickly flashed and kept on guard.

"Don't... Don't fight..." Mu Qingqing stood aside, as if on fire. But there is nothing she can do. She doesn't know what else she can do at the moment, except stop and stop. Unfortunately, the sound is very small, as if it was swept away with the wind.

Mu Qingqing has never seen such Mo Liancheng and song Yanshu. They have fought with each other more than once, but this time is different from every time in the past. Mu Qingqing clearly sees the crazy hatred in their eyes. Compared with two men, they are more like beasts full of blood, red eyes and crazy.

Song Yan Shu's Yu Guang sweeps through Mu Qingqing, but sees her anxious eyes all fall on Mo Liancheng's body, is a burst of anger at the bottom of her heart.

Seeing that song Yanshu stopped, Mo Liancheng instinctively turned back to look at Mu Qingqing. But who knew that at the moment when Mo Liancheng was in a panic, song Yanshu suddenly drew out a sharp dagger, raised his wrist with ferocious eyes, and jumped at Mo Qingqing.

Mu Qingqing was shocked. At that moment, she didn't even have time to think about it. She rushed to Molian City desperately, and then she hugged him.

She even tried to block the knife. It was a subconscious reaction. She had no time to think about whether she could survive.

Song Yanshu took a cold breath, and finally stopped the dagger in his hand and stopped in the air. When Mo Liancheng reacts, he pulls Mu Qingqing into his arms and protects him.

"Song Yanshu, have you played enough?" Mo Liancheng's eyes stare at Song Yanshu fiercely, as if to peel off his bones.

But at this moment, song Yanshu didn't care what Mo Liancheng said. His eyes always fell on Mu Qingqing's body, and the knife in his hand fell to the ground in an instant, making a sound.

"For the sake of this man, you don't even want your life. Is it worth it?" Song Yanshu asked in a deep voice. The tone was so faint that people could not tell whether it was the last moment of calm or despair.

Mu Qingqing got up and looked at Song Yanshu and said, "now I only know that song Yanshu was dead. From now on, we will not owe each other!"

Finish saying, Mu Qing Qing then turned to get on the car of Mo Lian Cheng, head also does not return.

Until the car gradually disappeared in sight, song Yanshu suddenly fell to the ground, looking at the static clouds in the sky suddenly accelerating flow, heard a roar, song Yanshu lost the last trace of consciousness uncontrollably. When Uncle an heard the news, he took people out to find out. When he saw the young master lying at the door, he was scared to death.

The private doctor gave song Yanshu a whole body examination. There was nothing wrong. Uncle an was relieved and allowed song Yanshu to lie in his room to rest without disturbing him.

It seems that he had a long dream. Song Yanshu didn't sleep so dead for a long time...

Mo Liancheng's car drove directly to Donglin villa. The two men met each other without saying a word all the way, and each had his own thoughts. As soon as Mu Qingqing got home, he rushed into the bathroom. An hour later, Mo Liancheng stood at the door and wrapped Mu Qingqing with a huge bath towel.

"Be careful to catch a cold..."

muriancheng's warm voice immediately made Mu Qingqing's eyes wet. She couldn't bear it for a moment. She threw herself into Mo Liancheng's arms and repeated, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."

Mu Qingqing doesn't know what she did wrong or what she wanted to explain to Mo Liancheng at this moment, whether for herself or for herself To apologize for the song Yanshu, who once attached importance to, Mu Qingqing couldn't tell. In short, at this moment, all the fragile moment in my heart rushed to the man in front of him, losing his sense.Mo Liancheng directly picked up Mu Qingqing, put her in front of the mirror on the dressing table, and helped her dry her hair without saying a word. Warm wind across the neck, Mu Qingqing feel the whole body crisp numb, seems to be back to warm general.

Until the hair dried, Mo Liancheng slowly opened his mouth and said in a deep voice, "don't make up your own mind and let me worry about it!"

Looking at the angular facial features in the mirror, as indifferent as before, Mu Qingqing still has tears in her eyes, looking at him and saying, "do you know?"

If Mo Liancheng did not find out the truth, he would not appear at the gate of song house in time today, which is very obvious. But Mo Liancheng didn't answer Mu Qingqing's question. He just stretched out his hand and rubbed the soft hair of Mu Qingqing.

"It turns out that you specially ordered a cake to celebrate song Yanshu's birthday, in order to search for evidence. Why didn't you tell me earlier that I had to do such a dangerous thing by myself, I would be worried, you know?"

Mu Qingqing got up, turned to look at Mo Liancheng and pulled the corners of his mouth with a smile, "you know what I did!"

"Are you worried or jealous?"

Mo Liancheng stretched out his hand and pinched the tip of Mu Qingqing's nose and spoiled her into his arms.