Chapter 35

But Jiang Shiran falls on the sharp reef in the original direction, with a deep cut on her arm.

The pain soon spread to her brain and stimulated her nerves.

Because of the pain, her whole body strength seemed to be exhausted at once, and there was no way to get up.

"Xiaoqin, are you ok?"

Liang Qiancheng took Zhou Suqin's hand, pulled back, turned gracefully and put her back safely on the ground.

"I'm ok. Ranran, brother Qiancheng, go and see Ranran. Is there anything wrong with her?"

Zhou Suqin looks panicked and hides in the arms of liangqiancheng. She cares about Jiang Shiran, but her hands are tightly tied to liangqiancheng's waist and refuses to let go.

Liang Qiancheng squints at Jiang Shiran, who falls on the ground, and shows a sneer, "Jiang Shiran, do you want me to help you up?"

Jiang Shiran tries hard to bear the pain from her arm and tries to make herself look normal.

Blood flowed down her arm, dripping on the sand like a blooming blood thirsty rose.

She raised her uninjured hand and said to Liang Qiancheng, "brother Qiancheng, if someone falls down, help them."

Never at that moment did Jiang Shiran hate himself so much.

Originally at that time, I chased after Liang Qiancheng with all my life. It was so annoying.

The disgust on Liang Qiancheng's face is more and more obvious.

He took Zhou Suqin's hand around his waist, and then went forward to take the sketch Jiang Shiran had just drawn. He went to her and tore it up bit by bit and sprinkled the pieces on Jiang's face. "Jiang Shiran, you are so cheap."

Looking at the torn up painting, flying in the air, and finally falling on her side, Jiang Shiran's mouth rose slightly, "cool thousand cities, each other."

Liang Qiancheng's sword eyebrow slightly twisted, and his eyes seemed to be covered with frost.

Zhou Suqin nearby looked at the atmosphere some not quite right, hastily from Liang Qiancheng's "Ranran, I help you up."

Zhou Suqin's hand has not touched Jiang Shiran, she knocked it off, "Zhou Suqin, don't touch me with your dirty hands, I'm disgusted."

Zhong Li Luo, she will not forgive Zhou Suqin.

Zhou Suqin looked at Jiang Shiran awkwardly. Her voice was a little aggrieved. "Ranran, did you misunderstand me?"

Jiang Shiran sideways and wants to get up, but the pain from her arm makes her unable to use her strength.

Zhou Suqin doesn't pay attention to her when she sees Jiang Shiran. She also feels bored and retreats to the back of liangqiancheng.

Behind him, Li Xiaoji came here with two glasses of fresh lemon juice. He saw Jiang Shiran lying on the ground, with liangqiancheng and Zhou Suqin standing beside him. He threw his things to the ground and ran here.

Cool thousand city cold face, looking at from the season, and cast a glance at the river.

And from the small season also stares at him, the eye is cold, has a very strong hostility to him.

Received from the hostility from the season, cool thousand city sexy thin lips gently pulled up, showing a sneer.

"Ranran, are you ok?" From Xiaoji reach out to help Jiang Shiran who is still on the ground.

His hand just touched Jiang Shiran's wound. Looking at her, he frowned tightly. Her face was a little pale. In addition, he felt wet and sticky on the other side of his hand.

Turning her head to see her arm, in the direction of her back to liangqiancheng, there is a deep hole, and blood is still flowing from it.

When Xiaoji just wanted to say something, he was stopped by Jiang Shiran.

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