Shen Biying

"Ning'er..." At the peak of emotion, Xiao Yuechen called another woman's name very clearly.

Heartbroken into powder, Xie Shuying gritted her teeth in hatred, fighting with anger and pain surging all over her body.

She raised her hand to vent her pressure on her body, but pushed away the man who fantasized about another woman.

With sharp eyes and quick hands, Xiao Yue quickly grabbed her slender wrist and turned it over, the sound of bones being twisted made a crackling sound.

Xie Shuying burst into tears in pain.

For a moment, the sharp sound of the dagger being unsheathed made her tremble, and she said timidly, "No."

Without the slightest hesitation, the sharp blade quickly cut across the wound that had just healed.

Lang's heart is like iron, everything is deceit.

The blade was sharp, and a thin pain ran across the wrist.

The bright red blood flowed from the white wrist and dripped into the emerald jade bowl.

The smell of blood filled the room.

After hastily tidying up her robes, Xiao Yuechen's fingers trembled as she held the blood that was still warm.

In the darkness, he looked at the woman on the couch who was covered in pain, motionless.

After one glance, the man was so anxious that he couldn't wait to turn around and leave without even saying a word of thanks.

After using it, it was discarded like a shoe, and Xie Shuying struggled in pain alone.

On his pale face, with cold tears falling down, this man is the doom of her life.

She raised her hand and grabbed the hem of his robe, and said in a hoarse voice, her heart was piercing with anger, "Xiao Yuechen, I am your wife, why do you treat me so cruelly, I have loved you for eight years , It's fine if you don't love me, why do you hurt me ruthlessly and spoil me like this, just because I love you, you can squeeze my blood to heal the person you love, I am also human, you Why should my happiness trample on my life, why should I fulfill you, why?"

A stubborn arrogance broke through the desperate pain, she refused to accept her fate and wanted to reverse her fate.

Xiao Yue frowned deeply, and turned her head to look coldly at the pestering woman.

"Let go." He scolded angrily, pulling back his robe forcefully.

Xie Shuying was not reconciled, and grabbed his hand that was pulling his robe with a hand that was still bleeding.

She just didn't let him go, and she didn't let Qu Ningyan use her blood as medicine today.

The blood was completely cooled, Xiao Yueshen was impatient, even angry.

The wrist struggled to free the entangled hand, even ignoring her pain and bleeding wound.

She was so stubborn that her sore wrist kept pulling him.

He was completely angry, turned around and left.

No matter what, he dragged her from the couch to the ground in embarrassment all the way.

Bloody meandered all over the floor, and finally the man threw her to the side of the couch with a strong shake.

His forehead hit the couch post, and warm liquid trickled down from the corner of his forehead.

The pain was nothing more than that, Xie Shuying lay on the ground, naked, looking desperately at the shadow who had walked to the door in the dark.

His vision gradually blurred, his whole body was in unbearable pain, and suddenly he was still unwilling to beg, "Hold me, I bleed a lot, Xiao Yuechen, why are you doing this to me? Are you really not afraid that I will die? Your heart is a stone Did you do it?"

"Don't pretend to be here, you won't die with such a little blood, and you can just make room for Ningyan." With a cold voice, followed by the indifferent back, he left heartlessly.

The coldness overflowing from the bones covered up the painful and cold voice, followed by the indifferent back, and left heartlessly.

Xie Shuying just lay on the ground like that, followed by the indifferent back of the cold voice that could not stop the blood, and left heartlessly.

Perhaps death is also a relief.

In the middle of the night, her whole body was frozen stiff, but she still maintained the position she had just been unconscious on the ground.

The blood on the wound had solidified, no one came to bandage her wound, no one cared about her life or death.

She got up with difficulty, dressed, and bandaged her wound.