The rich and expensive wife: Ji Shao, borrow a kiss

"Well--"

There was a slightly suppressed voice in the air, and in the dimness, I saw a woman with long hair loose, revealing her fair neck.

"You are mine!" A deep voice was as charming as a cello, with an unconcealed domineering and fanatical tone.

After finishing speaking, he bit down on the fair neck with one bite.

"pain!"

"There are more pains!" The pleasant voice sounded again.

"what--"

With an exclamation, Bo Qing suddenly woke up from his sleep, and sat up from the bed.

hands, covering his neck.

Damn it, it's that nightmare again, who is that man?

Why can I dream of him biting her every night?Why can't I see his face clearly every time?Why is he so vicious every time, like a hungry wolf, almost biting off her neck, blood flowing!

The heart-wrenching pain in sleep, even in a dream, Bo Qing could only feel the pain in his soul and tremble all over.

She was dazed for a long while, and after tossing and turning for a long time, she couldn't find any clues from her memory, so Bao Qing frowned.

He raised his head, glanced around, and suddenly the corners of his mouth slowly drew up.

There is a bit of sarcasm, but there is a little smile, and... bone-thirsty hatred!

Three years and six months later, she finally climbed back from the despair of life.

Even though he was covered in scars and dripping with blood.

However, she, who almost committed suicide when she first arrived in prison three years ago, has never been so grateful that she is still alive at this moment!

As long as you are alive, there is hope!

There is hope, and those who have harmed her will be dragged into hell, and there will be no redemption!

Throwing off the thin quilt on her body, she didn't wear shoes, and went to the bathroom barefoot.

Every step, stepping on the cold floor.

The coolness of the floor in the middle of the night did not deter her, but made her walk more firmly step by step.

Bo Qing raised her head slowly, looking at the gauze-covered figure in the mirror, her eyes were slightly dazed.

She didn't know, under the layers of gauze, her face, which had already been bombed beyond recognition, would look like after the gauze was removed.

But, she doesn't care, she doesn't care!

As long as she was alive, as long as she could take revenge, she didn't care.

The finger was firmly inserted into the palm, and a trace of blood oozed out, but she didn't seem to feel the pain, the finger continued to exert force, and the fist was clenched and rattled.

Qin Moyu, Bo Yunlan, you must have never thought that I, Bo Qing, would still be alive, right?

Have you ever had nightmares these days?

Suddenly, Boqing turned her head thoughtfully, and with a glance, she saw the man standing in front of the door with her thin lips tightly pressed.

He has a long and slender body, and his facial features are as beautiful as the most perfect masterpiece of God. His deep starry eyes, handsome nose bridge, and sexy thin lips are all exquisite and charming!

However, above his handsome face at the moment, there was warmth and anger.

It's not manic and violent like a lion, but like an elegant cheetah, its eyes are tightly locked on Bao Qing who is like a prey.

The thin and cool lips slowly opened: "Little cat, you are not good again!"

It was obviously a faint word, but Bao Qing trembled all over, and a shudder of fear flashed deep in the bottom of her eyes.

Yes, she was afraid of him, from the bottom of her heart to death.

Even if he saved her!

Even though the decibels of his words were not high, his voice was flat and indifferent, like a clear spring in a mountain stream.

However, a thin layer of sweat was already dripping from Bao Qing's tightly clenched hands.

After a long time, he opened his mouth mechanically, and spit out two words with trembling tongue: "Master!"

Her voice was a little hoarse and slightly trembling because of the trembling and the fact that she had just woken up from sleep.

"Little cat, what did you call me?"

"Cold~Shadow"

Bo Qing took two deep breaths before holding back the fear in her heart, and spoke slowly.

Ji Hanying took a few steps forward, and hugged the person standing in front of the mirror, "Little cat, bark again!"

"Cold~Shadow"

"Call again!"

"Cold~Shadow"

He put his arms around her, looked sideways at the mirror beside him, leaned her head against his shoulder, and said slowly, "Look, isn't it a good match?"

Hearing the words, Baoqing raised her head and trembled all over.

In the mirror, the man is as handsome as Apollo, and his temperament is like that of an ancient nobleman, but the person he is holding tightly in his arms has his entire head wrapped tightly in gauze except for his eyes and lips, which is comparable to that of a pharaoh. mummies.

He is the supreme pharaoh, and she is the mummy in his hand!

The picture is so weird.

He asked, is it a good match?