Qiao Liuhua feels that she is going crazy. She really bites gong xi's cold shoulder.

Qiao Liuhua is bleeding. There is a smell of blood in his mouth.

Gong xi snorted coldly, but he did not move to let Qiao Liuhua bite, to vent her inner pain.

He even tried to relax his breathing and make his body less tense, for fear of breaking Qiao Liuhua's teeth.

When he looked down at Qiao Liu's paintings, his eyes were still so spoiled, with a light of indulgence.

She can do anything. Don't bite him, just beat him, scold him, stab him with a knife. He doesn't blink or fight back.

As long as she's around him, in his arms.

He is so domineering and unreasonable.

How can he let go of his painting when he finds it hard!

Before, when she disappeared, he was going crazy, and his heart died at that time.

Since he had a hard time surviving, he could not let go.

Moreover, he felt that the child would come back.

Gong xi said coldly and gently, "darling, don't bite your teeth. If you want to vent, you can stab me with a knife."

Qiao Liuhua is held in his arms by Gongxi cold. He can't move around. He can only weep in pain.

She has too much emotion in her heart to vent.

At this time, she was held by Gongxi Leng. She could do nothing but shed tears and vent her emotions in this way.

"You don't know. You don't know anything."

Gong xi said hoarsely and coldly, "yes, I don't know anything. Don't be angry and don't cry, OK?"

He was heartbroken to hear her cry.

His other hand gently rubbed her hair, trying to coax her out of crying.

The colder Gongxi is, the more oil and salt will not enter, the more Qiao Liu's paintings will go mad, "let go, let go..."

"I won't let go, draw. As I said, I won't let you go. Come back with me."

"I'm not going back, I'm not going back..."

Gong Xilin holds Qiao Liuhua up and holds her, and returns to the sea people.

"Gongxi is cold. How can you do this? Gongxi is cold..."

"Hua'er, you are my princess of Haizu, you are my wife, and you will be by my side."

Gong xi Leng stubbornly and domineering brought Qiao Liu's paintings back to the sea people. He mobilized all the people of the sea people back, but the sea people were tightly sealed, so as to ensure that Qiao Liu's paintings could only stay in the sea people.

"Gong xi is cold. Why do you treat me like this?"

"Because I love you."

"But I hate you, I hate you..."

"Hate, hate is love."

Qiao Liuhua looks at gong xi's coldness. She feels that it's useless for her to wear her mouth and skin. She's so tired that she has no energy.

She leaned against the bed and didn't speak.

When Qiao Liu's painting is silent, gong xi is still worried about it. She is afraid that she will sulk and suffocate herself. "Hua'er, don't be angry with yourself. You can beat me and scold me."

Qiao Liuhua turned his head and said nothing.

She felt that all her anger was on cotton.

"If I say you let me out of here, I won't be angry. Will you let me out of here?"

Gong xi said without hesitation, "no, you can only be by my side."

When he said this, gong xi's cold tone was so firm and unquestionable.

Qiao Liuhua listens to these words, she will go mad, "Gong Xilin, you also say I saved you, I am not sorry for the sea clan, you can't do this to me."

Gong xi looked at Qiao Liu's painting with cold and deep pain, reached for her hand and pressed it on the position of her heart, "you are heavier than my life in this place, you say, what can I do?"