Chapter 395

"Wu Zihao, what do you want to do! Let go of me Because of Wu Zihao's strength, song Jiayin couldn't get away from it. She could only be pulled to such a corner by Wu Zihao.

"Jiayin, we haven't seen each other for a long time. I want to know about you." Wu Zihao is close to song Jiayin and still refuses to let go of her wrist, but her tone is very sincere and her eyes are full of sincerity.

"I don't need it! Let go of me Song Jiayin doesn't listen to Wu Zihao's false words. She was cheated by Wu Zihao and knew who Wu Zihao was for a long time. Like now, it only makes song Jiayin feel anxious and want to leave.

"Jiayin, I've heard about what you need and your stepmother." Wu Zihao saw that song Jiayin was struggling hard. In order to make song Jiayin relax her vigilance and trust him more, he relaxed his strength and said, "I can help you."

"Wu Zihao, don't be hypocritical again," Song Jiayin finally broke away from Wu Zihao's hand, immediately stepped back and rubbed his painful wrist. "Even if I go begging, I will never ask for your help."

"My help? What happened to my help? " Wu Zihao did not immediately approach song Jiayin, but sneered at her, "you can come here calmly and ask for the help of the palace family. What's the difference between that and me?"

"Besides, don't you know the old man's attitude towards you? Don't you know Gong Yichen is getting married? " Wu Zihao looked at Song Jiayin's pale face because of his words and felt very happy. He continued to stimulate song Jiayin, "what's your identity now? A woman who has been abandoned by the palace family can still come to the palace family with a face, where can she be more noble than me? "

Song Jiayin's face is pale, her lips are tightly pursed, and her head is down. She wants to refute Wu Zihao's words, but she finds that she really can't refute them. After all, song Jiayin is the one who just pleaded with the old man.

"So, Jiayin, compared with the palace family's unwillingness, my help to you is free," Wu Zihao said. Seeing that song Jiayin was too excited to speak, he planned to continue his efforts. "Your stepmother is in critical condition. Don't be stubborn with me any more."

"No, I don't need it," Song Jiayin said. She raised her head and stared at Wu Zihao. She was not moved by Wu Zihao's words at all. Her position was very firm. "Wu Zihao, please give up. I said no, that's no, I don't want to see you. You stay away from me!"

When song Jiayin finished, seeing that Wu Zihao didn't move, she took the initiative to step back a few steps, and reached a safe distance with Wu Zihao.

"Good news! What's the use of that! " Wu Zihao continued to persuade song Jiayin, but he saw that song Jiayin turned away, and the focus of his eyes changed. Song Jiayin's pale but tender cheek, clenched but ruddy lips, white and beautiful neck, and proud chest rose and fell with her rapid breathing.

Wu Zihao felt a sudden thirst in his throat. He swallowed his saliva. Before Song Jiayin looked at him, he rubbed against song Jiayin.

"Jiayin, I also care about you," Wu Zihao said, but his steps didn't stop. When he finally got to song Jiayin, he immediately reached out and put his hand on Song Jiayin's shoulder. "I really want to help you."

"Wu Zihao, what are you doing?" Song Jiayin was shocked by Wu Zihao's action. She had to turn around and stare at Wu Zihao, trying to break away.

"Jiayin, you'd better think about it again," Wu Zihao saw song Jiayin's reaction, so he put his two hands together, firmly fixed song Jiayin, did not let her break away, but his eyes stayed on Song Jiayin's small mouth.

"You let me go, you let me go!" Song Jiayin worked hard, but suddenly she was short of breath, and her eyes were a little dark. Then she was seized by Wu Zihao, who held her in her arms.

"Be obedient, good news." Wu Zihao tightly hugs songjiayin, feels the softness in his arms and prevents song Jiayin from escaping. Wu Zihao lowers his head and looks at the lips of song Jiayin, and then kisses her.

"You beast, you let go! Help! No, No Song Jiayin saw that Wu Zihao's lips wanted to kiss her. She quickly turned her head away and cried out for help, but Wu Zihao covered her mouth.

"Jiayin, stop shouting. No one will hear you." Wu Zihao no longer disguised himself. He also covered song Jiayin's mouth. Song Jiayin's moist lips would touch his palm from time to time, which made Wu Zihao feel like an ape.

He firmly fixed song Jiayin, to ensure that song Jiayin can not move, released the hand covering song Jiayin's lips, put on his own lips, and fiercely kiss song Jiayin's red lips.

"Oh," Song Jiayin's lips were ravaged by Wu Zihao. She couldn't speak. She felt sick and angry, but she tried her best to break away from Wu Zihao.

Wu Zihao did not take song Jiayin's strength to heart at all. He continued to bully song Jiayin and touched song Jiayin's softness.

"Well Song Jiayin felt Wu Zihao's salty pig hand. Suddenly, her blood and blood were surging up and her abdomen was aching. Before she could do anything more, song Jiayin felt that her eyes were completely dark and her consciousness fell into the abyss.

Wu Zihao closes his eyes and kisses song Jiayin. When he enters the beautiful scene, he feels that the person in his arms is no longer free. He thinks that song Jiayin has given up his life. He stops and opens his eyes. He is about to say something, but he sees song Jiayin with his eyes closed, like a coma.

Wu Zihao was shocked, and his hand relaxed. Song Jiayin fell to the ground from his arms. Wu Zihao lowered his head and didn't see that it was OK. His hands trembled with fear.

Wu Zihao saw song Jiayin lying quietly on the ground, with blood pouring out between his legs, a picture of no life.

"Song Jiayin!" Wu Zihao's voice trembled. He raised his foot and kicked song Jiayin, but song Jiayin still didn't respond. He shouldn't be dead! Wu Zihao had this idea in his mind.

Wu Zihao himself was startled by himself. He was dark and paranoid in his heart, and he was unscrupulous. But he ordered his hands to do everything. Even if there was human life, his hands did it, so he didn't have human life in his hands.

If song Jiayin died in his hands, could Gong Yichen give up? No, no, absolutely not. Wu Zihao is very clear that Gong Yichen will not let him go, so he can't leave song Jiayin here like this.

As Wu Zihao paced back and forth, he became more and more afraid. He suddenly remembered that there were ambulances in the world, so he quickly took out his mobile phone and dialed 120.