The debt repayment life of the full-level metaphysics

Chapter 1365 Blame Me
Qing Yue poured himself a glass of water from the coffee table, and when he heard Xia Xin's words, he smiled slightly and said, "I kindly advise you, I think you'd better not bother the two of them now."

Xia Xin was taken aback, "Why?"

Qing Yue clicked his tongue, "Because the two of them are fighting now."

Xia Xin: "??? Fight, how is this possible?"

Holding the cup, Qing Yue smiled maliciously, "Don't you feel that the Lord is in a bit of a mood today?"

Xia Xin didn't know why, "So?"

Qing Yue took a sip of water, "The two of them probably have to settle accounts."

Xia Xin's eyes are full of question marks.

Qing Yue smiled playfully, "My Lord, I'm afraid I won't let Third Brother go easily."

Hearing this, Xia Xin couldn't help but look upstairs.

at the same time.

Just as Jiang Li entered the room, she planned to close the door, but when she saw Fu Shiyan following him, she raised her eyebrows, "Why, Mr. Fu's house has so many rooms, why do you want to squeeze a room with me?"

Fu Shiyan stared at her.

Jiang Li suddenly had no reason, a little irritated, she pushed open the door, "If you want to come in, come in."

After finishing speaking, she turned and entered the room.

Fu Shiyan came in after her.

Jiang Li stood a few steps away, looking at him.

As soon as Fu Shiyan closed the door, Jiang Li moved immediately.

She punched Fu Shiyan in the face.

Seeing this, Fu Shiyan stood there motionless, neither dodging nor avoiding.

Jiang Li's punch had already hit his face, but he still didn't move.

Jiang Li cursed inwardly, his fist sank down, and punched him on the shoulder.

She didn't give any face to this punch, she used all her strength.

Fu Shiyan was beaten back a few steps, frowned slightly, and after standing still, he looked up at her, "Are you venting your anger?"

Jiang Li sneered, it's okay not to mention it, but she will be even angrier if it is mentioned.

She raised her leg and kicked at Fu Shiyan.

Fu Shiyan still didn't dodge or dodge, and he had a great look, letting Jiang Li beat him to the point where he died.

Jiang Li's face turned bluer and greener, and he kicked the door next to him violently.

There was a loud bang, and the whole building seemed to shake.

Xia Xin downstairs was taken aback, and said in amazement: "Fuck, fuck... old ancestor, are they really fighting??"

Qing Yue just smiled and said nothing.

After the upstairs door shook several times, he survived tenaciously.

Looking at Fu Shiyan, Jiang Li felt a little tired suddenly. She took a long breath and said, "I want to rest for a while."

An expulsion order was issued.

Fu Shiyan heard the words, but walked straight over and grabbed Jiang Li's wrist.

Sensing what he was going to do, Jiang Li wanted to shake off his hand.

Fu Shiyan hugged her tightly.

Immediately afterwards, a sigh was heard.

"It was my fault."

Stabbing the centrifuge mouth, his eyes were a little red, and he clenched his hands tightly.

Fu Shiyan touched the end of her hair, "It's all my fault."

Jiang Li sneered, "How can I blame you? Blame me for not being able to recognize Shenjun Yingming."

As soon as Fu Shiyan heard this, he knew that she was still angry. He hugged Jiang Li and pinched her fingers familiarly. He had done this action thousands of times.

Some actions are done too much, and some memories will always be linked.

Jiang Li trembled slightly, with infinite grievances welling up in his heart.

The next second, she opened her mouth and bit Fu Shiyan's shoulder.

Fu Shiyan frowned slightly, but said nothing.

Jiang Li was in her mouth soon, and she tasted a hint of rust before she let go.

When he spoke again, his tone was full of grievance and choking.

"Did you recognize me a long time ago, then why don't you recognize me?"

"As soon as I came out, everyone I knew disappeared, and I was here alone. You clearly recognized me, why didn't you recognize me?"

She repeated this sentence over and over again.

Fu Shiyan touched the back of her neck, "It's my fault. I didn't solve some problems earlier. Your memory hasn't recovered. I don't want to provoke you."

　It's almost over. .There are tens of thousands of words. .

　　
　
(End of this chapter)