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The man did not dodge. Her strength was like an ant in his eyes, negligible as far as he was concerned.

He fastened his belt and shirt. As usual, he was cold and proud, cold-blooded and emotionless. It was as if he wasn't the one who was being violent.

Compared to her bedraggled state, it was far more than the sky and the earth.

Mu Jin looked at the man, bit her lips, "What are you trying to do? I, Mu Jin, am nothing but a tool in your eyes. Don't you have a girlfriend, do you have the guts to touch her? "

A woman's emotions had never been so agitated before.

I just loved you for eight years, I gave up on you long ago. I was blind to like a scum like you back then, but you still gave me a chance to recover my sight, "she said while rubbing her cheeks." You can go and die! "

The man lowered his pitch-black eyes. A trace of unspeakable oddity flashed across his cold eyes.

With one hand on the bed and the other hand on Mu Jin's extended arm, he slightly raised his thin lips. His black pupils were deep and profound, as his cold lips drew an arc in the air, and he coldly said: "If you dare hit me again, I'll touch you one more time."

Mu Jin was infuriated by the man's unbridled arrogance, and was so infuriated that her heart ached, "Did you feed your conscience to a dog?!"

Why was he pretending to be a sage in love?

As expected, she was compatible with Qiao Ruoxi.

One was trying to think of a way to get his man out of trouble, while the other was making a ruckus and trying to grab hold of the unlucky her without letting her go.

The woman threw everything she could at him, but the man didn't avoid it either. Instead, with a dark face, he leaned over and she subconsciously picked up the bottle of lotion on the bedside table and used all her strength to smash the man's exquisite face.

'Bang! 'a loud sound was heard.

The scarlet liquid flowed from the man's handsome forehead onto the floor, like a poppy that had suddenly bloomed.

The air was filled with cold air, Mu Jin bit hard on his lips, "Get out!"

Li Shusi lifted a hand to feel the blood stains on his forehead. His black eyes completely darkened as he stared at Mu Jin and Mu Jin's expression changed slightly. His voice trembled a little, "You …"

Not daring to think too much, she rolled up the blanket and was about to run out, but the man grabbed her arm and threw her onto the bed once again. Mu Jin's chest was filled with endless panic, he struggled to get up, "If you dare touch me again, I'll give you a close look with the moonlight on your head, I'll piss you off!"

"How many times did you hit me, eh?"

Mu Jin glared at him, his neck hanging straight, "Either kill me, or find a chance to, I'll definitely kill you!"

"That's a tough mouth," he sneered. "I wonder who was the one who just cried with me?"

He wanted to pull off the blanket on her body, but with some unknown source of strength from Mu Jin, she used all her strength and suddenly pushed the man away, struggling free.

The man tried to grab her but failed to reach her body. The woman used too much strength and fell directly under the bed. Her narrow white back touched the glass bottle fragments on the floor.

"Ah …" The extremely exhausted Mu Jin let out a weak cry of alarm.

The man jumped down from the bed, "Mu Xiaojin — —"

Barefooted, he bent and scooped the wounded woman from the floor and held her in his arms.

The woman in his embrace had a face full of tears, but she remained motionless. Her pupils were empty, and her eyes were glazed over.

It was too painful.

It hurts everywhere.

The man pulled over the pink bed sheet and wrapped it around Mu Jin. Blood flowed out of the bed sheet and in an instant, the pink bed sheet blossomed into many shocking flowers.

He pulled the white shirt over his body, buttoned two buttons with one hand, and pulled on his pants with the other.

For the first time in his life, a man dressed carelessly.

In the end, he didn't even wear shoes anymore. Carrying the woman wrapped in the bloodstained bed sheet, he stepped on the broken pieces of glass on the ground and quickly ran down the stairs.

Qian Jiarou and Mother Qian, who were sitting in the living room waiting for the man to go downstairs, were dumbstruck and looked at each other.

The man didn't even bat an eyelid as he carried the woman into the car and immediately headed for the hospital.

The clean floor was covered in blood.