The Poor Baby’s Manipulation Manual

He rushed up and tried to pull the person down, but there was someone who hugged the young man faster than he did.

"Let me go! Let me die!!! Please! Ah!" The scream of pain and despair in the ears of Yanxi was like a thunderous explosion, watching the embarrassment and struggling, there was no youth who was gentle before. He wanted to stab himself with a knife.

It's all because of him!

If it weren't for him, how could A Qing get vn!

And that **** Lin Wan! Zhao He!

He Yanxizhi is even dead! Also pull them to **** together!

He Qing has completely collapsed at this moment, and he is suffering more pain than before. He is struggling frantically, but he can't escape Ning Feng's arms that are tightly bound like steel, "Let me go! I beg you to let me go! Ning Feng!!!"

Ning Feng let him fight, his eyes are full of bloodshot, scary red, his voice is hoarse, astringent, "A Qing, it will be fine..."

"Don't go..."

The heart hurt day and night, Ning Feng never cried when he was like a knife cone, but now, looking at the painful He Qing, Ning Feng's eyes are red, how he thinks, the person who hurts now is himself!

If he is himself, he can bear it, but A Qing, how can A Qing endure such pain...

"A Qing! A Qing, you are excited first! You listen to me..." Yan Xi tried hard to calm the youth, "I went to an expert yesterday, and the expert said..."

"A Qing!!"

Feng Xinyang originally wanted to see the youth, but he didn't expect to hear He Qing's screams as soon as he arrived at the door. He didn't think of pushing the door in. He happened to be in pain with his face full of despair and looked up desperately.

"Xinyang..." The young man caught by Ning Feng stared at him stupefiedly, without shouting or yelling...

While everyone was relieved and Ning Feng slowly lowered his arm, the young man rushed to Feng Xinyang with a happy face, "Xinyang! Xinyang!!!"

Feng Xinyang couldn't figure out what was happening, but looking at the young man looking at his eyes with joy, he endured the happiness in his heart and opened his arms to welcome He Qing's arrival.

He Qing rushed into his arms, holding the gauze hand because the wound had been reopened and blood donated and leached out before Feng Xinyang felt distressed. The slightly injured hand had reached into his clothes pocket.

Oops!

Feng Xinyang only had time to think of these two words. The next second, the young man turned out two syringes with joy, looked at the transparent liquid inside, full of longing, he could turn vn out is already the limit, it is impossible to fight by himself , And looked up at the man with hope, "Xinyang! Xinyang! You will inject me! Hurry!"

Feng Xinyang looked behind the young man, the gloomy Ning Feng, and Yan Xizhi, who looked forward to his death, he took a step back.

Seeing that Feng Xinyang had not helped him inject, the tormented youth struggled to hold the syringe and handed it in front of him, chaotically said: "Xinyang, please help me! Do you let me go with you? I Come with you! Hurry up and help me! I am so uncomfortable! I am uncomfortable!! Hurry! Hurry up and help me!"

His painful face was full of twists, and he couldn't see that he had indifferently rejected him before. Feng Xinyang should have been happy. He did so much, wasn't it for this moment? But when He Qing really went with him for vn as he wished, his heart was empty again.

A Qing is not awake now, when he wakes up, thinks about all this, according to his character, I am afraid he would rather die, would not be with him!

Yan Xizhi can't wait for Feng Xinyang to die now! !

"You bastard!!" Without giving Xin Xinfeng time to react, Yan Xizhi rushed up and hit him in the face, completely beating, mercilessly, and he started with the most vulnerable nose bone.

"I should have killed you!!! You ruined A Qing! Go to death!!!"

Feng Xinyang didn't respond at first. After the reaction came back, he hit back with imprudent backhand, "Yan Xizhi, you are a dead woman gun! Obviously you! It's you who hurt A Qingran vn! It's you and Lin Yun" That biaozi cooperation! If it’s not you! Laozi and A Qing are fine!!"

Ning Feng didn't look at them, and went straight to the corner. In the corner, the young man hugged his knees and turned his back to them. He shivered straight with a pain in his hand, but still shivered and wanted to pick up the needle. ..."

"A Qing..."

The man heard the young man muttering, "I will not hurt right away, so uncomfortable, so uncomfortable..."

Yan Xizhi was wrestling with Feng Xinyang, and Yu Guang saw the needle in the young man's hand, and his eyes widened suddenly, "A Qing! Don't!"

If A Qing is injected for the second time, there is no way to look back!

He could only think of this in his mind. He pushed away Feng Xinyang and desperately rushed to He Qing, trying to take away the needle in his hand, but he was evasively alert by the youth. The once gentle eyes were full of chaos, he could not recognize it. Who is this, "Go! Don't try to grab me... this is mine..."

"A Qing..." Yan Xizhi was stunned looking at the young man whose hands were full of blood and still holding the syringe with both hands together...

Was the gentle, tender young man still ruined by him?

by him……

By Yan Xizhi...

He didn't have much time to think about it. He Qing wanted to grab the needle. He Qing vowed to die. Yan Xizhi didn't dare to hurt him too hard. In the end, no one knew how it happened.

Blood, running down the man's delicate face from top to bottom, Yan Xizhi covered his face, touched the blood in his hand, he did not care about his injury, and quickly covered the mouth of the slap, biting the needle tube toward the mouth, the needle tip facing His youth smiled, "A Qing, A Qing is okay...just a minor injury..."

The youth stared at him stupefiedly, his turbid eyes gradually waking up under the stimulus of blood. He looked down at the vn in his mouth, and under the desperate sight of Yanxi, he slammed his head down on his arm. Before waiting for his injection, Ning Feng fell softly with a hand knife.

Yan Xizhi covered his **** half of his face, and when he was sure that He Qing could not see himself in a coma, he slowly let go of his hand. He faced the glass, and a figure appeared vaguely inside, one face was still exquisite and beautiful, and the other A long cut was cut through a face, not just wide, but deep enough to make people feel chill.

He didn't take the blood off seriously, looking at the swollen nose and blue face of Feng Xinyang, regardless of the pain on his face, and his eyes were sullen: "Do you know! You almost destroyed A Qing!"

"If you let him inject vn for the second time, his life span is definitely more than three years!"

Yanxi's anger was also fortunate. Fortunately, fortunately, he stopped it in time. Although he paid the price of his face, he was willing for A Qing!

While he was fortunate, he saw that Feng Xinyang's face suddenly turned white—

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[I don’t understand what you are playing. The system is still stable and stable: [There is no interest in entanglement with those who have reached one hundred, and the points will not increase. 】

He Qing is lying on the bed, quietly doing a sick beauty, listening to the system, and blinking slightly: [Grasshopper on a rope, do not grasp the front, how to grasp the back. 】

[But speaking of it, I also want to do something for this body, otherwise, it is too unfair for him to pass on so plainly in the past. 】

In the life of doctor He Qing, the teenager's family was ruined. The orphan he refused to give up and lived his life hard. The result was because of a disgusting game, in the face of the first love, was insulted by the incumbent and a person who was not at all familiar. Then, he was ruthlessly abandoned and did not wait for a while. Lin Xu returned to China and stared at his lamb, who had almost done something bad for her.

Like this world, Lin Yun carefully planned the kidnapping case, but did not expect that Zhao He would not even come, she gave up the original idea of ​​killing and killing her, and injected vn into his body.

Finally, under painful torture, he fell into the water and died. The last piece He Qing saw was the corpse doctor He Qing, covered by layers of water plants. Above the water plants, a group of three guys meeting, eating, drinking and having fun together to discuss Where to find the next goal.

[Well...I always feel that these punishments are not enough...Since the life of the original owner has been completed according to the original world, then I will play it myself! 】

[Just be happy. 】

Feng Xinyang squatted on the ground, and Yan Xizhi flew his hands on the keyboard. A pair of peach eyes stared at the screen. The wound on his face no longer bleeds, but the scary part was extremely scarlet. I didn’t know it was for self-punishment. Still, he simply wiped it off, and did nothing else.

Ning Feng sat opposite him, knocked on the last button, closed the computer, "Go and bring Lin Wan."

"Okay." Yan Xizhi's face was delicate and half-faced, and he looked weird and ugly. He always loved the beauty, but he had no idea of ​​covering it up.

Feng Xinyang Nono stood up, "I will go too."

"No." Ning Feng looked at him. "You go to apologize to A Qing, and after apology, you surrender."

Yan Xi’s footsteps stopped, his face was half-faced, his hands were covered with wounds, and in just two days, he had changed from a big star who cherishes feathers to the present ghost look. He lowered his head and whispered: "Wait A Qing is well settled, and I will go too."

His eyes were red, and his fierce half of his face was facing Ning Feng. His eyes were full of prayers: "You will take good care of him, right?"

The man nodded with a firm tone: "I will."

"That's good..." A bleak self-deprecating smile appeared on the half of the delicate and half-bearing face, "I didn't expect that the competition will be cheaper than you."

It's just, A Qing, he's running out of time...

If A Qing doesn't hate him, if he didn't do those things, if...

——

Feng Xinyang lingered outside the door for a long time, and then dragged his head and walked in. As soon as he entered, the young man reading a book quietly on the bed surprised him with a smile. His eyes were clear, and his eyes were staring at him: "You are here. !"

Feng Xinyang stunned and looked at He Qing. He was indeed smiling at himself, without any blame. The young man on the bed smiled and waved at him. The handsome man was ecstatic and unbelievable. He sat by the bed and smiled gently. The young man who leaned on was leaning in his arms.

"I miss you very much during this time, but you never come to see me." His voice was warm and soft with softness, and the decadence in Feng Xinyang's heart was washed away a little, he endured ecstasy, "A Qing , Forgive me?"

"Of course, how could I blame you!"

Hit by this huge surprise, Feng Xinyang just couldn't help but grinned aloud, and the voice of the young man in his ear was full of love:

"Ahe, when are we going home?"