Actor is a sleeping pill

Chapter 119 "The one she likes has never been you, understand?"

Bao Xiaowei stared at him: "Don't even think about it! Unless I die."

"Hiss, you're really bad." Wen Yan raised his hand and touched the blood on the corner of his mouth, and he suddenly smiled.

I haven't seen her for a few years, but she has changed, becoming more and more like herself.

Whether it's the way things are done, or whatever.

It seemed that his influence on her had not completely subsided.

This exists in all aspects, aspects of personality shaping.

She is becoming more and more like herself, and she will be the No. 1 of the most outstanding generation.

He stood beside her, took off his shirt, revealing the scars all over his body, he smiled indifferently.

The smile deepened, and there was no warmth at all. The first impression people saw was endless gloom and despair.

The way he speaks seems to be teasing, but every word and every word is very scary.

"Do you know how much I paid for escaping from death?
I'm willing to cut myself into pieces, just to see you again when I come back. "

Those inverted triangular eyebrows and eyes fell on her darkly.

He created her by himself, and now he can't wait to rub her into his flesh and blood.

When I was dying, I regretted it for the first time.

However, only you know, no one else knows.

The remorse at that moment was really nothing to mention, but it became a rare and precious thing in his future life.

He whispered in her ear: "If I don't want to die, no one can kill me."

Immediately afterwards, she raised her head and smiled ironically: "You are nothing more than that!"

In the next second, she slammed into the sharp knife in his hand without hesitation.

'Puff——! 'The tip of the knife slammed into the flesh, and the snow-white skin matched the overflowing blood.

She fell to the ground with a relieved smile on her face, and the pain made her curl up involuntarily.

Her fingertips could feel a slight temperature of [-], and tears blurred her eyes. She smiled, and finally said softly: "I'll give you your life back, so it's clear?"

Panic flashed across Wen Yan's eyes, he squatted down, hugged her up, and threatened fiercely: "Is it counted? What you owe me, what I owe you, have already been counted!"

She smiled ironically, closed her eyes lightly, and couldn't say a word.

I don't owe you a long time ago, how can I say that I can't figure it out?
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Shen Zhixiu walked out of the hotel alone in a daze. When he got out of the elevator, he was stopped by a man.

"you"

"Shen Zhixiu, if you want to save your father, only I can help you."

He narrowed his eyes, and then asked, "Why should I believe you?"

"Because I hold the key to Bo's family, and we are all the same." Jiang Tingbai's smile was a little withdrawn: "She ruined my company and your father was hospitalized, don't you still Have kind thoughts for her and be reluctant to part with her?"

Shen Zhixiu narrowed his eyes, "Jiang Tingbai, why should I trust you?"

Jiang Tingbai just smiled when he heard the words, and he showed him his wrist, which had an old scar on it.

He lowered his head and lit a cigarette, let out a puff of white mist leisurely, and then said: "This is the evidence that I cut my wrist for her back then. , she likes to see people who love her sad for her.

Shen Zhixiu. Didn't you find a problem? "

"what?"

Jiang Tingbai held a cigarette between his fingertips, he hooked his lips evilly, raised his chin, pointed at him, and pointed at himself.

"The two of us, both in temperament and appearance, are too similar. Over the years, she has never been short of people around her, but she just likes me. She just cares about me, so she treats you right. How much do you see, understand?"

(End of this chapter)