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Liu Liu's hand, in the body side clenched into a fist, clenched the white joint, "yes, I hit you!"

She also ruthlessly glared at Sheng You Ting, with unspeakable unbridled, "even if I hit you, that's because you should fight!"

"Liu Liu, you want to die, don't you?"

"Sheng You Ting, tell me, what else can you do except lose your temper, use violence and kill people?"

In any case, she didn't mind making it worse. "Do you know that he was just poor, just forced by life, and came out to beg for food?"

"You don't understand. Of course you don't understand. Since you were young, you did not understand the sorrow of the poor. But if you don't understand it, you will kill people if you don't understand it."

"What's the difference between your behavior and animals and perverts?"

He seemed to be angry at her words. His right eye had already turned into pure purple, and his pupil was constantly shrinking sharply. He grabbed her neck,

"yes, you're right. I'm a beast, I'm a pervert!"

She was choked and gasped for breath, but suddenly she laughed and made a hard voice from her throat, "pinch, you strangle me, anyway, you will only use violence!"

"As long as anyone makes you angry, you will die like this!"

This damned woman knows how to annoy him all day long.

But did she know why he was so angry?

"Use more force and strangle me."

She saw his red eyes, saw that his eyes were full of blood, saw that his five finger joints were slightly white due to force, heard his manic voice, almost pierced her eardrum,

"it was he who provoked me first!"

"He said, we have no future, no result!"

She was stunned, the strength of her neck suddenly lost, and the light brown pupil reflected his appearance.

He is no longer as manic as before, but the jaw line is very tight, slightly trembling, "Liuliu, he said, I can't be with you in my life, whether it was before, now, or in the future."

The voice is low and hoarse, three points bleak, seven points sad and cool, the red eyes, a little bit pan open.

Liu Liu's heart throbbed. He had let go of his hand, but she felt that it was more difficult to breathe than when he pinched her.

What the old man said was not wrong. She knew it best. However, he was almost aware of it. Therefore, he was out of control and hysterical. He only wanted to kill people.

Why, does she feel so sour?

Nose is so sour?

It's like something's going to fall off.

She wanted to say something, but her throat was like a ball of wet cotton. She couldn't say a word. She had to plunge into his arms and hold him tightly.

"Willow, don't leave me."

Low begging voice, fell into the ear, Liu Liu painfully closed his eyes, holding his hand consciousness tight a lot, "good, I don't leave you."

But he didn't know if he saw the old man not far away, and became mad again. The whole person was violent and unreasonable, and his chest constantly fluctuated violently, "Cheng Chi, kill the fortune teller for me!"

"He's talking nonsense. Kill him, kill him!"

"Cheng Chi, take the people away!"

Cheng Chi quickly took the old man to the foot of the overpass, and then stuffed him with thick stacks of money. "I'm sorry, old man. My young master is a patient. I'll apologize for him. Go quickly."

"Since it's a patient, you should take good care of it later. Don't come out and harm people. I'm scared to death!"

The old man left this sentence, where dare to have half a minute to stay, took the money, dragged the virtual soft leg, ran to the direction of home.

Sheng and Ting saw that, the whole person was crazy, and he wanted to catch up with him, "Cheng Chi, Cheng Chi!"

Liu Liu has never seen such a Sheng You ting. She is like a wild animal that is only stimulated. She is out of control for her, crazy for her, hysterical for her, reckless for her, and irrational for her.

She tugged at the front of his chest, pulled down with all her strength, and completely blocked his lips.

She can't help it. It's the only way.

He first resisted and then struggled, but she always held him firmly and refused to give up. She kisses him again and again, murmuring in a low voice again and again, trying to extinguish the violence in his heart,

"don't go, hold me, don't push me away."

The anger in his body gradually dissipated in her gentleness.

I don't know how many times she tried, she finally held her face, leaned forward, put her against the railing of the overpass, buried her head and deeply kissed her. Her voice was hoarse to the extreme,

"Liu Liu, you are mine."