Mobson raised his eyelids and saw Huang Ling stepping on him, shaking his head, stupid, don't!
After the end, her feet will be scrapped!
She is sitting on a chair lazily and eating snacks gracefully.
His faint expression, the dawn is also faint, the whole person gives a feeling of indifference.
Cheng Wanduo sitting next to him, with a smile in his eyes, looked at Huang Ling's feet like a play.
Bleeding, the glass fragments smashed her flesh and began to bleed.
Huang Ling is very difficult to take every step. The whole body is swaying and swaying.
"Huang Ling, don't go!" Mobson yelled, he is a soldier, he is very strong.
He is not afraid of death. Even if the blood is dry and dead, he does not care.
He wants her to live healthy, and he does not want her to bear such pain.
Looking at her, the painful way of being unable to walk, his heart hurts.
It seems that these pieces of glass are not tied to Huang Ling’s sole, but are tied to his heart.
"No..." Huang Ling smiled and smiled, and her speed was as slow as a turtle crawling.
Not that she doesn't want to be unhappy, but she can't be fast.
A little careless, she will wrestle, and then it will be bruised.
In order not to let herself wrestle, she pressed her hands on both laps to stabilize her body.
She raised her face and looked at Mobson, laughing: "As long as I walked over, I can save you, Mom, I will not give up."
"I can't die!"
"I can't die either. Brother, you gave birth to me, you die, I don't have to hurt me."
Mobson heard that he was so sad when he said, "You gave birth to me, you die and die."
Mobson looked straight at her, and the eyes under the bangs were red.
Seeing that her feet were bleeding, he never shed tears, his eyes were hot, and there was a mist of water in it.
Huang Ling is very painful. This kind of pain can't be described, and no one can understand it.
The glass fragments were plunged into the flesh and another piece was plunged into that position, causing the wound to be deep and deep.
Blood is getting more and more.
Her pace is getting slower and slower, and her body swings even more.
"Stupid girl... you stupid girl..." Mobson's voice, with a hint of whimper.
After knowing her for so long, he understood her temperament, and what she had to do was simply not persuaded.
"Ah..." Finally, Huang Ling's body couldn't hold back, her legs were soft and she squatted.
The shards of glass, plunging into her knees, hurt her body, and her hands were accidentally supported on pieces of glass.
The knees and palms were scratched by glass fragments, and Huang Ling was beaten to fight the cold war.
it hurts……
Like the pain of being pulled off the muscles.
Huang Ling, who is strong again, can’t help but shed tears.
Mobson saw her fall, shook her head, and choked and said: "Huang Ling, don't leave, don't go."
Huang Ling couldn't stand up for a long time. For a long time, not only did the knees smashed with pieces of glass, but even both legs were injured.
She looked at Mobson with tears, and she cried and laughed. "Why don't you go? I am hurt, why should I give up? Mo brother, we can be together."
"..." Mobson didn't know what to say. He hated himself in a foreign country. If he was in his country, he could protect her.
Huang Ling was not easy to stand up. She just walked two steps and fell again.
"Ah..." The legs and the injury to the palms made people dare not look straight.
Although it was very painful, Huang Ling looked at herself two steps forward and did not feel desperate.