Chapter 1591

"Party whip, please get out of here."

Jun Xiaoyan got out of bed and walked to the door step by step. He loosened his necktie. The man looked down at the short haired chuang'er, and his lips were fragrant, which made him smile.

"The more you do, the more I like it."

Jun Xiaoyan walked out of the door, "bang! ——”Min Zhuang'er closed the door.

The girl leaned against the door, paused for a few seconds, and then walked step by step to the terrace, where it was drenched and stormy tonight.

There's no one there...

the night owl is gone, min Zhuang'er thinks.

Jun Xiaoyan came to the negative first floor, where the indoor swimming pool is located. The blue sparkling water and the projected water light make the charming face of upside down all living beings dazzling and heartbreaking.

He needs water to calm himself down. He's full of fire now.

He is on fire now, but his stubborn illness, even in the face of Zhuang'er, is still not on fire.

Three years ago, the man on the stage was you, right?

Zhuang'er's words are reflected in my ear.

"Jun Xiaoyan Jun Xiaoyan Do you have to? "

Jun Xiaoyan closed his eyes and asked himself in a low voice.

Then he didn't even take off his clothes. He jumped with open arms, just like throwing water to commit suicide. He rushed to the blue swimming pool like a duck.

Just as he was addicted to the muddy and turbulent waters of the Mekong River, he was fascinated by the suffocation of amniotic fluid.

[the depth of water coincides with the depth of soul. Water is a good destructive element for those who are lost in themselves, lost in their love, emotion, madness, mirror of life and whirlpool of life. In pop songs, fiance fails to return from the front, and girls always throw water to commit suicide. Harry Potter Shelley drowns, and so does Paul Celan He committed suicide in the Seine. "

Jun Xiaoyan certainly doesn't commit suicide. He just needs to suffocate himself.

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"Miss, miss." A housemaid on duty knocked at the door and said, "no, Mr. nanmuxiao is in a coma and admitted to the hospital. The doctor said that his heart disease has recurred and is now very dangerous."

"Just wait until he gets hit." Minzhuang'er said indifferently that she didn't want to take care of whether it was really sick or pretending to be sick.

Although the heartbeat is a little unstable, min Zhuang'er is still calm at the moment, showing that he has nothing to do with the southern evening owl.

"Call the branch of Nanmu pharmaceutical and ask them to deliver the medicine to nanmu Xiaoxiao." Min Zhuang'er ordered a cigarette impatiently and told the maid, "they have his special medicine for heart disease."

"Well Miss The maid hesitated for a moment, stepped forward and told the truth.

Mr. Xiaonan seems to have given up medicine for a long time The doctor said it was a sign that a patient wanted to die. "

"What..." Min Zhuang'er was surprised and bit his lower lip at random. He bit out some blood without realizing it.

Minzhuang'er pinched out the cigarette end and gave a cold "ha".

South evening Owl How are you? Nanmufei is dead. You don't want to live, do you?

You are infatuated with nanmufei. The more you are like this, the less I will let you die.

I haven't tortured you happily, even if you are also tortured to death by me, not for the sake of nanmufei .

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