After Luo Huasheng released her, Zhao bingyue fell to the ground without support.
Luo Huasheng's pupil suddenly shrinks. He subconsciously wants to help her up, but he sees Zhao bingyue's hand grabbing the end of the bed beside him and slowly gets up.
Luo Huasheng's action stopped so deeply. His eyes looked at Zhao bingyue with shock and pain, and his tone was still fierce: "I'll give you another chance to tell me whose this brooch belongs to, and who else have you brought to our room?"
He was sure that other people had been in the room, even the air smelled disgusting.
Zhao bingyue sat at the end of the bed, staring at the sofa in front of her: "you want to know who he is so much, won't you go to find out for yourself? If he is really my lover... "
Zhao bingyue raised her head and looked at him, and the corners of her mouth gave a sad smile: "do you think if you ask me like this, I will tell you?"
Her provocative manner once again ignited Luo Huasheng's anger: "do you think I dare not check it myself? Zhao bingyue, I want to give you a chance to explain his name. Since you want me to check it by myself, when I find it, I'll make him feel like death! "
Luo Huasheng stepped forward, pinching her chin with his fingers, and staring at her face: "you should care about him so much. Then you will see with your own eyes what kind of end it is to betray me!"
Zhao bingyue laughed, like sarcasm and fatigue. She said faintly: "well, you remember what you said. Don't let me down. You must strip the skin and cramp that person and make him feel worse than death. Then I will be grateful to you!"
Luo Huasheng couldn't tell for a moment whether what she said was angry words or whether there was something hidden in these words. His eyes flickered a few times, and Zhao bingyue pushed his hand down.
"You hurt me. If you want me to die, there's a knife." Zhao bingyue points to the table over there. The bloody knife is picked up by her and has been cleaned and put on the table.
She planned to put it away, but Luo Huasheng came back at this time.
"If you don't want me to die for the time being, and you want me to see that my lover's life is not like death, and then you want me to die again, please step aside. I'm going to change the band aid on my neck."
The blood on her neck dyed the white shirt in front of her. It had just been changed. It was dyed red again so soon.
However, just as she was about to leave, Luo Huasheng grabbed her and dragged her back.
"Or is it going to kill me now?" Zhao bingyue looks at him sadly. There is not much desire for survival in her eyes.
Luo Huasheng's heart tightens inch by inch, and his breath tightens again. He doesn't understand why Zhao bingyue has such eyes. It seems that he is fed up with suffering and can't live at any time.
This cold-blooded executioner, will she also despair?
"Can the band aid stop the bleeding?" Luo Huasheng calm face, holding her hand, let him sit down on the sofa, "waiting for me here, no walking or running."
Zhao bingyue couldn't understand what he was going to do. She sneered softly: "you don't want to..."
"Shut up Luo Huasheng, who was about to leave, turned around and glared at her fiercely. "I said you have no qualification to speak here!"
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