Shen Biying

Holding the concoction prepared again, Xiao Yuechen stepped into Qu Ningyan's room.

The woman leaning on the couch had tears all over her face, and a pair of resentful eyes stared at him angrily.

He owed her, Xiao Yue Shen stepped forward, and cherished the bloody medicine to her eyes.

That bloody smell made people sick, Qu Ningyan stared down at the black concoction in front of her eyes, and said angrily, "Xiao Yuechen, you big liar, you say you hate her, you hate her, you say everything to save me, Afraid that I would be sad, I let her die in agony, I think what you gave her was clearly an aphrodisiac, and you used this method to save me."

"You and her, Wushan Yunyu, enjoy the joy of fish and water. I need her mercy to be with you. I am cruel, vicious, and evil. She is holy and tall, and she is selfless for love. You are reluctant to part with her, right? , You fell in love with her, didn't you?"

Xiao Yuechen hastily defended softly, "You let Xiulan drink a little bit of that medicine, and she fainted from the pain, and you also asked someone to bring the medicine to me yourself, how could I lie to you, she is mean, don't you Get angry, blame, come and drink the medicine, your illness will be cured after drinking the medicine, don't be a child, be good."

"What's the use of her pain, you just can't stop it." Qu Ningyan was jealous, and she reached out and knocked over the medicine bowl he was holding carefully in his hand.

The concoction was overturned, and the bitter and fishy smell permeated the room.

Having never been angry with a woman, Xiao Yue was annoyed, "You."

"My heart hurts, what's the big deal, you go again, go to have fun again, don't you love me?" Qu Ningyan had tears in her eyes, and her smile was domineering.

Xiao Yue Shen stepped forward and coaxed her a few words patiently and softly.

In the dark night, there were two different masculine voices.

"If this time is missing, what will be the consequences?"

"Poison will keep one point."

"Whose poison."

"Over there."

"Let her die."

"It would be nice if you were so cruel to her?"

"I can not do it?"

"You are not cruel enough, she is not hating enough, if you are soft-hearted, you are harming her."

In the darkness, Xie Shuying huddled her body, tightly wrapped in the quilt, her breath was weak.

This time it was ten times colder than the previous two times. She felt that she was going to die, and Xiao Yuechen would not shed a single tear for her after she died.

The lamp in the room was lit, and seeing the woman curled up on the couch, even her temples were stained with frost, Xiao Yuechen was stunned with fright, her face pale.

"A Ying." He stepped forward in a panic, hugged the woman who was so cold and almost stiff in his arms, and asked himself repeatedly, why did this happen?

"Hug me, Brother Yue, I'm so cold." Shuying felt the warm embrace, thinking she was dreaming, and she couldn't forget to pray even in the dream, she didn't want to die like this.

"Aying, I'll hold you, don't sleep," Xiao Yuechen helped Xie Shuying to sit on the couch.

He sat cross-legged behind her, with luck, raised his palms, and continuously sent the internal force of his deep feet into her body.

She was wet all over, and finally couldn't bear the urging of her internal force, she fell limply in Xiao Yue's arms.

In a daze, she saw his eager, caring and worried eyes, and murmured mistyly, "Brother Yue, you can't let go of me, right?"

Seeing her wake up, Xiao Yue breathed a sigh of relief, as if something was stuck in her heart, she immediately returned to her original cold and ruthless appearance.

He saw the disgust in her eyes, "Stop wishful thinking, get jealous, overturn the antidote, I have no choice but to do it again, you think I want to touch you, I don't even bother to look at you."

The illusory warmth was replaced by an icy chill, and even the roots of his teeth were shivering with cold.

Before she came back to her senses, Xie Shuying was turned over by him.

Entering from the back, there was a burst of tearing pain.

He was so reckless, without any consideration for her feelings, he was so disgusted that he didn't even bother to give alms to her.

Shuying gritted her teeth, clenched her hands into fists, her throat suddenly filled with bursts of fishy sweetness.

Those fishy-sweet liquids were sprayed on the brocade quilt where the mandarin ducks were playing in the water, turning into jet black.

Those bloody black colors seemed to stimulate the anger and hope in the man.

He supported the woman's slender waist, and rushed even harder, regardless of what he did, wantonly venting and hurting...