Domineering husband bad love

London hospital.

Her black eyes looked into the crack of the door, and the astonishing scene in the room almost made her cry out.

She hurriedly covered her mouth, she couldn't take her eyes off her eyes in disbelief, An Ran's delicate body was reflected in her clear eyes, her pale face was covered with pear blossoms, and she was actually wearing a large blue and white hospital gown, holding a bag in her right hand. A fruit knife was resting against the wrist of his left hand tremblingly.

"An Ran, put down the knife!"

Huang Xiaojue shouted in a low voice, his magnetic voice was frightening and helpless, his usual deep brown eyes were completely replaced by sullenness.

An Ran was indifferent, her gaze was unfocused, her voice was tinkling, and she couldn't tell if she was talking to herself or to Huang Xiaojue, "You will marry me...why did you fall in love with her?"

"An Ran!" Huang Xiaojue looked at the distraught girl in front of him with a headache, tried his best to suppress the impatience in his heart, tried to lower his voice, and coaxed softly, "Stop making trouble..."

He really couldn't stand her anymore, crying, making trouble and hanging himself, she really dared to use anything.Ran'er who doesn't know how to cherish himself, who doesn't know how to be optimistic... makes him feel extremely strange... extremely bored!

"I'm making trouble?" Big tears fell from An Ran's black eyes uninterruptedly, her lips were pale and pale, no longer as rosy and shiny as before, "Jeez... can you stop perfunctory me? I Let me ask you, do you love Mo Xiaoran..."

Outside the door, Mo Xiaoran gritted her teeth, her heart was pounding, her eyes were too wide to blink.

"Anran, be obedient, give me the knife!" Huang Xiaojue didn't answer Anran's question directly, he clenched his fists tightly, his twitching veins showed his anger and helplessness, and he strode forward with his long legs.

"Don't..." An Ran took a few steps back, the hand holding the fruit knife trembled even more.Her tearful eyes looked around blankly, and when the light of her eyes touched the door of the ward, she suddenly froze.

A pair of black eyes were looking at them through the crack of the door...

It's Mo Xiaoran!

Mo Xiaoran also noticed An Ran's gaze, she hurriedly retracted her head, and the deer in her heart jumped even faster.

Now it's all right, An Ran saw her... I must say she was eavesdropping or something, and it's too late to escape...

However, because of something Mo Xiaoran didn't expect, An Ran didn't hear her call for a long time, and the ward was quiet for a long time.

She couldn't help it, poked her head out again, and looked into the room, only to see An Ran and Huang Xiaojue looking at each other, An Ran's dry lips moved,

"...Jeez, answer me! Do you love Xiaoran?"

While speaking, her right hand was gradually exerting force, and the sharp blade easily cut through the thin sleeve.Next, it's her white and tender wrist...

"However!" Huang Xiaojue was burning with anxiety, but he had to lower his voice to suppress the burning anger in his heart.

"Answer me!" An Ran cried loudly, her fingertips holding the knife turned white.His eyes glanced at the door intentionally or unintentionally.

She firmly believed that Huang Xiaojue would give a negative answer in order to keep her alive!She wanted Mo Xiaoran to hear this answer with her own ears, and Mo Xiaoran was completely disappointed...

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If the recommendation comments don’t increase, don’t fantasize about the scene where Mo Xiaoran teaches An Ran a lesson~~~ A certain Bing smiled…

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