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Song Li and Bo LAN look at each other. What's the situation?

I haven't heard him say that before.

Song Li is about to open up, Sheng Youting's mobile phone ring rings first.

He picked up the cell phone and answered.

The next second, Song Li and thin blue found his face changed, more and more ugly, he moved his lips, "show her to me, I will come back soon!"

Hang up the phone, Bo LAN asked, "ah Ting, what's the matter?"

Sheng and Ting didn't answer him. He took the clothes on one side with a dignified look and went out in a big stride, "I'll go first."

Thin blue spread out his hands, "so, we were abandoned by the eldest young master mercilessly?"

"She..."

Song Li repeated the word in his mouth, and a meaningful smile appeared on his lips. "Alan, it seems that we haven't been to Shengyuan for a long time."

Thin blue did not know so-called should a, "indeed."

"Do you want to go some other time?"

"Look at the time, Xiao Yi is not behind, a ting Shao is waiting in Shengyuan."

As soon as the words fell, a man with a less striking appearance appeared and sat down opposite them. "Where's Ting?"

Song Li said, "ah Jing, you're late. He just left."

Zhao Chengjing asked, "isn't he asking us out? How did he leave first?"

Thin blue spread out his hand, "who knows, recently a Ting's whereabouts, is also strange."

Song Li looked at Zhao Chengjing and said, "don't worry about him. He's gone. We'll still drink as usual. Aren't you girls?"

The girls laughed and said, "ah!"

Zhao Chengjing sneered, "Song Li, I see you die sooner or later on a woman."

Thin blue eyebrow open eyes smile on the girl's slender waist, "what does that matter, we song childe under the peony to die, to be a ghost is also romantic."

The girls laughed when they heard of it.

On this side, Song Li and a group of people hit hot, and on the other side, Sheng Youting sat in the carriage, with a heavy face and said, "drive faster again."

Cheng Chi silently looked at the top of the speedometer and respectfully replied, "yes, young master."

Back in Shengyuan, the housekeeper and the maid all wait at the door with fear. Seeing Sheng Youting get out of the car, they immediately shout in unison with respect, "young master!"

Just then, there was a loud noise from upstairs, "clang!"

The maids shook their shoulders.

Sheng Youting looked up at the master bedroom with the light on. He could see the figure and the sound of falling things from his ears. The trace between his eyebrows could almost kill flies.

The housekeeper came forward and said, "young master, Miss Liu's situation seems to be serious. Do you need to ask the third young master to come over?"

The housekeeper has seen that the woman's state is not a normal person at all.

Which normal person will be so crazy, even dare to smash young master's things?

This is due to mental illness, or serious psychological problems.

"No need."

The cold two words fell, and the man strode in.

Cheng Chi looked at the trembling maids and said, "you all go to rest. No matter what you hear, you are not allowed to go upstairs. Do you hear clearly?"

"Hear me

Sheng Youting opens the door and sees such a picture.

The whole room was completely destroyed. There were pieces of glass on the floor, rickety chairs, torn quilts and cotton wadding flying around.

The ground was in a mess.

The woman sat cross legged in the mess, dishevelled, with her head down, her eyes dull, her body covered with blood, and her appearance was extremely miserable.

The lion, however, is sticking out its tongue and licking the bleeding wound on her body.

He was shocked by the tragic picture and breathed.

At the same time, he clearly felt that his chest was stuffy and his heart was extremely heavy. Then, it seemed that there was a sharp sword with poison in it, which made him shiver.

He tried his best to restrain his emotions, closed his eyes, opened them again, raised his feet and walked over, bowed down to pick her up from the ground, and asked in her ear in a low voice,

"Why are you sitting on the ground so surprised if you don't sleep so late?"

She was held up by him without any reaction, can hear his voice, immediately seems to have been stimulated, lax pupil is constantly tightening.

She hit him like crazy, and bit him with her teeth. She kept biting blood out of his neck. The blood dyed his clothes wantonly, sending out a unique and enchanting atmosphere.

However, he seemed to feel no pain. He fixed her waist with one hand and walked to another room with her in his arms, only his eyebrows tightly twisted.

Meng Meng followed him with worry, and his throat made a whirring sound.

He didn't pay attention to it. He carried the woman into other rooms all the way. He hooked up the door and shut Meng Meng out of the door.Hearing the sound of Meng Meng poking at the door with his claws, he angrily roared at the door, "believe it or not, I will peel your skin right away!"

Meng Meng gave out two sobs, and then there was no sound.

He lifted his legs again, went to the bed and put the woman on the bed.

She saw his movement to get up, thought he was going to leave, and suddenly broke down and grabbed his clothes. She cried out of breath and asked him, "why don't you let me go."

See him just looking at her not to speak, she hysterically roared at him, "you will regret, Sheng You Ting, you left me around, you will regret."

He tried to tear off her hand. She exhausted all her brute strength and would not let go. He finally gave up. He hooked up the bedside table with her toes, bent over to take out a medicine bottle, unscrewed the lid, poured out two white pills and sent them to her mouth,

"dear, open your mouth and take the medicine."

She glared at him fiercely, her eyes were scarlet and she was hoarse. "Sheng You Ting, sooner or later, I will kill you, kill you!"

He took the opportunity to put the medicine into her mouth, light way, "when you have the ability to kill me, say it again, it's not too late."

She was about to spit out the medicine. He pinched her mouth and asked her to swallow it.

She struggled, and he fixed her body with his legs so that she could not move.

Her throat was bursting with painful broken syllables, and he bent over her ear and whispered, "darling, you're sick. Take the medicine and you'll be fine."

It won't be good. She's crazy. She'll never be OK.

"You and I have the same disease, and we can take the same medicine in the future. Does that sound good?"

She didn't want to have the same disease as him, and not take the same medicine as him.

She pressed the bitter pill with the tip of her tongue, trying to push it out.

"Won't you take your medicine?"

He squinted and a low laugh rolled out of his throat. "Well, I'll help you."

He took back the hand that held her mouth.

The next second.

He lowered his head and put it on her lips.

Then he tasted the faint smell of blood on her lips.

It was so salty, but he thought.

So sweet