Huo Shao's little goblin has a soft waist and a sweet heart, and is spoiled

"Ah Qi, you are injured. I'll call 120. Don't move around." If Jiang Niannian was not rational, she really wanted to jump down to find him.

Jiang Niannian tried her best not to look at the piece of rotten meat on the ice, but it was too eye-catching, with blood and brains splattered everywhere, making her body covered in goose bumps.

There are still horrific blood stains on the bridge, which belonged to Huo Qi, who was injured.

Jiang Niannian was hanging on the railing, stretching her neck to look down, the wind blowing a bit stronger, the whole body lost balance, in order not to fall, she had to hold on to the railing tightly with both hands.

The girl's voice was waxy: "Huo Qi."

She was anxious and panicked, wanting to get Huo Qi's response.

For a moment.

A blood-red hand stretched out from below. Jiang Niannian's eyes lit up, and he immediately stretched out his hand to hook it. Unexpectedly, Huo Qi's distrustful voice came from below: "I'll come up by myself, you put your head back."

Seeing her small and frail body dangling on the railing, Huo Qixin almost jumped out.

Don't you know how many catties you have?
"I'll pull you." Jiang Niannian looked innocent.

"Take it back." Huo Qi had already climbed onto the railing with both hands, and his black eyes frightened Jiang Niannian away.

There were injuries on his body, black and red blood would gush out when he pulled hard, the man's face was covered with a thin layer of cold sweat, and his black eyes remained hostile.

The moment he climbed over the railing and landed on the ground, Huo Qi swayed, and his tense nerves relaxed at this moment.

At the same time, the sharp pain in the abdomen and chest came to my heart.

"Huo Qi, hold on a little longer, 120 will be here soon." Jiang Nianniansu pressed her hand tightly to the bleeding hole, her voice trembling.

The man leaned against the railing with his back, his thick eyebrows were furrowed, he forcibly suppressed the fishy sweetness that welled up in his heart, and his Adam's apple rolled and tightened. Then, he slowly opened his eyelids, and saw the teardrops hanging on the girl's waxy and white face.

Like a camellia with dew hanging in the morning mist, it is trembling and delicate, which is lovable.

"Where's the household registration book? It's only a few hundred meters to the Civil Affairs Bureau, can you not go back on my word?" The man gasped in pain.

"You're already like this, why do you want to get married now?"

"Have you repented?" When the man said this, his pupils were a little flustered, and he approached a little bit, with an aggrieved expression: "Jiang Niannian, are you going to lie to me again?"

"Just now, did you just tease me when you said you wanted to marry me?"

"No." The girl was obviously stunned, and only after seeing the rolling emotions in his eyes did she realize how much her past actions had cast a shadow on him.

"So, Jiang Niannian, how long are you going to play this time?"

"A month? Half a year? Or a year?"

Huo Qi's trust in her was worn away by being abandoned and abandoned again and again.

"I didn't mean that, Huo Qi, don't get excited, the wound is still bleeding, let's go to the hospital first, and treat the wound first." Jiang Niannian watched the bright red blood continuously gushing out from between her fingers, looked around anxiously, and said: 120 Why haven't you come yet?

"I'm not going to the hospital." Huo Qi suddenly pushed away her hand that was holding the bloody mouth. At this moment, his face was even paler, but he was extremely stubborn. He clasped the girl's slender wrists with one hand, strode back a few steps, picked up Two red books that fell to the ground.

"Huo Qi, your wound is still bleeding, can you stop making trouble?" Jiang Niannian was almost begging.

The man couldn't hear her at all, grabbed her tightly, and walked towards the Ming political situation.

He walks with the wind and is not afraid of the cold.

With a worried face on her face, she was dragged away all the way.

"Huo Qi, Huo Qi, did you hear that?"

"120 is here, let's go to the hospital first, are you obedient?" Jiang Niannian looked at 120 that was parked by the side of the road, and was about to shout when Huo Qi dragged her into the Civil Affairs Bureau.

"Registration." The man said concisely, with a serious expression on his face.

With Huo Qi's body full of blood, he attracted the attention of everyone in the hall as soon as he entered the door, and even alarmed the police officers of the security department.

Because it was the Spring Festival, the working hours were very short, and most people asked for leave to go home. Only two police officers were on duty.

Right now all the staff are gathered in the lobby.

"Sir, you have to line up over there for divorce registration." The staff saw Huo Qi's unfriendly face, blood on his body, and his hands tightly clutching Jiang Niannian. Without dictation, they could see the cause and effect at a glance.

It must be because of domestic violence, the two disagreed, and then stubbornly resisted and went to the Civil Affairs Bureau to file for a divorce.

However, what I didn't expect was that just as the staff member said something, Huo Qi's silent black eyes were haunted by hostility again.

In order to get Huo Qi to go to the hospital obediently, and to avoid unnecessary trouble, Jiang Niannian squeezed out a smiling face, then snatched the household registration book from Huo Qi's hand, and carefully handed it forward.

"We're registering our marriage."

"Ang?" The staff and the people around were all surprised, and then they heard a soul torture: "Ms. Jiang Niannian, did you marry him voluntarily?"

Huo Qi's face became even more serious, and his whole body was filled with chills.

"In this day and age, you can't just look at the face, and the face can't be eaten. What if there is a tendency to domestic violence?" The staff kept looking at Huo Qi with small eyes, trying to point fingers and scold Huai.

Just when Huo Qi couldn't bear it anymore, Jiang Niannian was more anxious than him.

The girl stood up abruptly, with a serious expression on her face: "Don't worry, I don't have domestic violence tendencies."

"." It seemed as if a row of crows flew over the hall of the Civil Affairs Bureau.

"My dear sister, please help us get a marriage certificate." Jiang Niannian finally persuaded her.

Although the staff frowned dubiously, adhering to professional ethics, they still started the normal procedure.

When she opened the account book, her frowning brows suddenly loosened, and she snapped the account book back to the original owner: "Sorry, ma'am, you are not yet 20 years old, and you are not under the legal marriage age."

Huo Qi's chest was full of resentment, his black eyes seemed to be able to eat people, he stood up abruptly, but his eyes darkened, his figure swayed, and he leaned back.

The medical staff rushed in from the door in time and took Huo Qi away on a stretcher.

Originally, Jiang Niannian wanted to keep up with the ambulance, but was taken away by the sudden arrival of the police.

"Hello, Ms. Jiang Niannian, according to the surveillance video of the crime scene, please come with us." Two policemen stood in front of the girl, their statures stiff and upright.

Jiang Niannian knew that this was not Country R, ​​and she also knew that she shot someone, and indeed killed someone.

But there was no so-called fear in her heart.

All she knew was that she killed Huo Qi's shadow with her own hands.

The shadow that haunted him all the time.

A shadow that keeps him from sleeping and resting.

She is not afraid, even if she is punished accordingly, she is not afraid.

"Miss Jiang Niannian, why did you kill someone?" This was the first question the police asked her.

"He's not human."

"Miss Jiang Niannian, please take it seriously."

"He is not a human being. I am answering your question seriously, comrade policeman."