Bo Shao don't talk about love: I am an acting school

Mu Bing's eyes were bottomless. After covering Sang Jiuqing with the quilt, he sat down quietly and looked at the pale man. He really couldn't imagine what would happen if he went a little later. .

Sang Jiuqing fell into a coma just like that, Mu Bing occasionally fed her some liquid food, and she didn't wake up until the next day.

His eyes were hollow, his whole body seemed to be crawled by insects, his lips were very dry, as if his whole body was dry, he leaned quietly against the head of the bed, saw that the person next to him was Mu Bing, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

"Mu Tianwang, can you give me some saliva?"

Mu Bing brought water, and his eyes were fixed on Sang Jiuqing.

After drinking the water, Sang Jiuqing still felt dry in her mouth, as if the water didn't quench her thirst at all, and that's not what she wanted.

Sang Jiuqing trembled all over, clutching her skin tightly, yawning non-stop, feeling weak all over, she needed something to replenish her strength, the blood all over her body seemed to turn into piles of ants. Biting in my body, itching, numbness, pain...

She scratched her skin vigorously, but found that it was just scratching her boots, which was useless. The itch came from the bones, even if she scratched the skin, it was useless.

"Sang Jiuqing, what are you doing?"

After Mu Bing disappeared for a while, she found that Sang Jiuqing had scratched her hands with blood stains. Her eyes were full of panic, and she didn't know where the strength came from. She pushed Mu Bing away, jumped out of the bed, and smashed her head Towards the wall, pounding loudly, it seems that the itching can be relieved a bit.

"Sang Jiuqing..."

Mu Bing knows how terrifying poison is. He has never touched it, and neither can his subordinates. suffer a hundredfold.

Mu Bing got up and hugged Sang Jiuqing tightly into his arms.

"Hold on for a few more days, can you hold on for a few more days?"

Sang Jiuqing kept moving, and if she didn't move, she felt as if her whole body had been struck by lightning. She pushed and pushed Mu Bing, her mind was blank, and only one voice kept shouting, yes, she wants that thing.

"Mu Tianwang, I beg you, can you get it right, I only want it once, really, please..."

Sang Jiuqing was sobbing, his face was covered with tears, and his forehead was covered with sweat, as if he had been fished out of the water.

"Sang Jiuqing, no."

Mu Bing gritted his teeth and hugged him into his arms, but Sang Jiuqing went crazy, with extraordinary strength, he pushed him away and ran down the stairs.

"Stop her!"

Mu Bing's heart was full of anger and pain, those people were waiting, he would not let them go!
Sang Jiuqing trembled all over, until she tremblingly touched a fruit knife, feeling relieved in her heart, and put it on her neck while crying.

"Don't come here, stay away from me, give it to me, I know you have it."

Sang Jiuqing's hands trembled a little. Seeing Mu Bing take a step closer, he exerted force on his hand, bloodshot eyes immediately appeared on his neck, and there was a touch of coquettish madness on his face.

She has lost all reason, and at the beginning, she could control herself, but now, the beast in her heart has already opened its huge mouth, constantly telling her that that thing can make her happy.

Mu Bing's heart trembled for a while, and he even felt weak all over. He almost lost his stability and fell forward.

"You... put down the knife first... Sang Jiuqing, I beg you, don't mess around..."

Mu Bing's eyes were red, and he approached him little by little. Sang Jiuqing was already in a state of madness, and when his eyes turned hard, he was about to slash the knife from his neck.

"do not want!"

Mu Bing watched helplessly, and suddenly felt dizzy, until he saw Mu Jue not far away with a horizontal kick, kicked the knife out of the opponent's hand, and stuck it straight on the sofa beside him. Only then did he breathe a sigh of relief, feeling like he was alive after a catastrophe.

Sang Jiuqing's hands hurt from being kicked by the opponent, so she could only hold herself tightly, tears kept streaming from her eyes, biting her lip, her mind was already a little clear.

"Sang Jiuqing..."

Mu Bing walked over and hugged her into his arms distressedly. She was no longer the flamboyant and powerful Sang Jiuqing. Now she was as fragile as a child who couldn't get a toy, pitifully tight.

"Mu Tianwang, please tie me up, I really can't take it anymore, I really want to die, you know, I really don't want to live anymore."

Sang Jiuqing cried while talking. If she knew that drugs were so terrible, she should have died in the first place. She couldn't sleep. She couldn't sleep for the past two days. Every night, she would be burned by the sudden itching and pain all over her body.

With a knife in his hand, Mu Bing directly knocked the opponent unconscious, and then hugged him horizontally, with a flash of determination in his eyes.

"Leave the imperial capital."

Su Han froze for a moment, then nodded lightly, wherever this person is, they will naturally be there, but just walk away like this, what will happen to his status as the king of heaven.

Mu Bing seemed to have considered this issue, and the corner of his mouth curled up.

He hugged Sang Jiuqing a little tighter.

"Just tell the outside world that I want to study abroad for a period of time."

Don't the current celebrities like to come to this set, claiming to study abroad, but in fact, the ghost knows what they do in private, and some of them may even get married and have children.

"Ok."

"Leave tonight."

Mu Bing put Sang Jiuqing in the upstairs bedroom, feeling unspeakably distressed, went to the bathroom and took out a towel, soaked it in water, and gently wiped his face, what about Boluo City, what Baijia, what grievances, He didn't want to care about anything at this moment, as long as he was this woman.

Mu Bing had already planned to take Sang Jiuqing out of this place of right and wrong, so he had to arrange everything so that everyone would think that Sang Jiuqing was dead.

As for Boluo City, he has been restless these past few days, receiving criticism from his grandfather, Zhuang Xi and Su Shuiyu every day, what must be regretted, and why should he regret it.

He didn't understand, she was just Sang Jiuqing, a starlet in the entertainment circle, why everyone wanted to protect her like this, it was too abnormal.

"Boss, go rescue Miss Sang tonight."

Nan Shi's whole heart was already in a ball of worry. If this matter was planned by someone, maybe Miss Sang would be tortured in prison. The boss didn't rescue her for so long, she probably also had resentment in her heart Yes, these two people seem to be going further and further apart...

"Ah."

Bo Luocheng frowned and nodded. For some reason, he felt like crying, impulsive, as if the thing he cared about the most was about to disappear from his life...

In the evening, a group of people got into the car and drove towards the detention center. No one in the imperial capital dared to stop Boluo City from trying to save someone, so they found Guan Sang Jiuqing's place easily.

Just far away, I could hear the man's loud teasing laughter, rough panting, and the soft sobbing of the woman.

Nan Shi's heart trembled, and he looked towards Boluo City reflexively. He was surprised to see the tears on his face. He stopped on the spot and stared blankly at the position of his chest.

"Nanshi, my chest hurts here."

Bo Luocheng's face turned pale, and he couldn't move his footsteps even an inch, and he didn't dare to go in, as if it was a hell inside, perhaps a place more terrifying than hell.

Nan Shi gritted his teeth, stepped forward and pushed open the door. The scene inside, Bo Luocheng dared not recall again in his whole life. For many years to come, it became his nightmare. Every time he thought of it, he felt heartbroken. Like a knife twisting.

Bo Luocheng didn't know what madness was, but at that moment, he felt that he was really crazy. He took the gun from Nan Shi's waist and fired at the man who was about to throw himself on the woman again. Suddenly it popped out.

The other men who were still naked suddenly felt something was wrong, and wanted to put on clothes one after another, but Boluo City didn't give them time to react, they shot one by one, and within a short while, there were more than a dozen corpses lying in the room. Something burst out of his mind, and his love for Sang Jiuqing spread unscrupulously.

It's not sweet, he's bleeding from the pain at this moment.

Sang Jiuqing...

She is Sang Jiuqing.

Boluo City's eyes were red, and he wanted to go forward, but found that his legs were weak. A big man, his legs were so weak that he couldn't lift any strength at this moment. Nan Shi and the others had already looked away tacitly.

The woman stared at the ceiling with empty eyes, blood bubbles were everywhere on her wrists and ankles, the blood stained the handcuffs, and white liquid was all over her body.

Bo Luocheng helped her up, opened the handcuffs with trembling hands, took off his coat and wiped her feeling, the other party didn't say a word, but he couldn't help it, squatted in front of the bed and broke down crying, hoarse , cried for a long time before getting up and hugging Sang Jiuqing.

"Let's go home."

A dark light flashed in Sang Jiuqing's eyes, with an unknown meaning, letting the man hold her, like a porcelain doll, without any anger.

Bo Luocheng got into the car with the man in his arms, and his heart was like a vast expanse of dead forests, glowing with coolness. He knew that something was changing between him and Sang Jiuqing.

Sang Jiuqing didn't respond at all, and after being brought home by Boluo City, he let him dress herself.