Your Excellency, I love you!

Who would be willing to love it!

Mo Shiche was shocked when he heard the words, his pupils trembled and contracted violently, and he looked at her deeply, intensely, "You said...you love me?"

Is it love, or... loved.

Luo Qiangwei wiped her tears with her hands indiscriminately, and turned her face away in embarrassment, as if she didn't want him to see her cry, and see her real fragility that she never showed.

She has never been a fragile woman who loves to cry. She has lived for more than 20 years, and she has failed in almost everything. She can't study, socialize, or many other things, but only loving him is what she insists on the longest. thing.

It's just that she gave up in the end...forced to give up by fate.

Do you still love him?

Luo Qiangwei couldn't say 'no love' firmly, but she couldn't nod her head firmly and say 'love'...

From her rebirth to the present, she has actually been avoiding this problem. She has built a protective wall in her heart, stubbornly blocking herself, and also firmly isolating him.

The injury was too deep, and the previous life was too miserable, she couldn't break this protective wall no matter what.

Luo Qiangwei didn't speak or answer him, but just kept wiping away her tears.

Mo Shiche suddenly had endless emotions in his heart, as if he couldn't wait to tear away all the feelings he had suppressed for 17 years, and completely concealed all the things in his heart that he had never said and never revealed presented before her.

He tried to stand up and hug her to wipe her tears, but the severe pain in his ankle reminded him of his current situation——

He couldn't take her life as a joke.

It doesn't matter if he can't live, but she must live well.

Mo Shiche frowned, forcibly suppressed his heart that was about to jump out of his throat, and said in a hoarse voice, "Luo Qiangwei, it doesn't matter if you don't want me, and I don't need your hypocritical reluctance, you Go now, don't force me to beat you away, huh?"

Luo Qiangwei suddenly looked up at him.

She didn't move.

However, just when he was about to push her, she suddenly rushed over, lowered her head and sucked the place where he was bitten by the snake with her lips!

Mo Shiche's face changed drastically, and he grabbed her shoulders in extreme anger and panic, "Luo Qiangwei! You want to die, don't you?!"

But Luo Qiangwei hugged his arm tightly and didn't let go. She sucked the snake bite wound on the back of his hand, sucked out the black and purple blood and spat it to the side, and repeated...

He tried his best to pull her away, but he was afraid of hurting her so he couldn't use a heavy hand.

Suddenly, Mo Shiche felt his whole body go stiff, and a familiar sharp pain rushed up from his back. He let out a muffled grunt, and his black pupils began to flash scarlet.

He immediately pushed her away, but Luo Qiangwei immediately got up after falling to the ground, and leaned over again, "Mo Shiche, you... what's wrong with you? Does it hurt?"

Does taking poisoned blood not work, but what should she do... She hates herself for not learning more about first aid!

Luo Qiangwei was frightened and flustered, holding his hand and looking at it repeatedly, blood overflowed from the cut place on her hand and dripped into his wound...

In less than half a minute, the black and purple wound on the back of the man's hand quickly became lighter, and the scarlet in his eyes also faded extremely quickly——

Mo Shiche was originally prepared to jump off the side slope if he got poisoned, so as not to hurt her or scare her into trouble, but the pain gradually disappeared, and the boiling blood slowly calmed down.

Luo Qiangwei stared at the back of his hand, her eyes widened in surprise, and she spoke incoherently, "The wound... Mo Shiche, the wound doesn't seem to be black anymore... The black blood is gone..."