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His vision gradually blurred, and the outline of that handsome face was gradually blurred.

Why, why can't she do it?

She must kill him!

She must kill him!

She moved the knife closer, and then closer, almost touching the skin of his neck!

But still can't do it!

There are only tears that keep rolling down, one after another, dripping down one after another.

The pain was like an invisible hand, twisting her heart hard and blocking her throat. The unbearable conflict made her almost sob.

With tears in her eyes, she stretched out her hand to cover her lips. Although she suppressed the choking in her throat, she still couldn't stop the pain in her heart.

Do not!She can't do it!

She couldn't kill him with her own hands!

Even if he was the murderer who brutally murdered Chu Yilun, she couldn't stab the dagger in his chest with her own hands!

It was something beyond her scope, and she couldn't explain why, but she just couldn't do it!

——Aware of this fact, her heart was overwhelmed by unexplainable emotional turmoil, and tears were still raging, rushing wantonly with the momentum of breaking the embankment.

The dagger in her hand trembled, and she finally put it under the pillow again, and her body fell down, forcing herself to lie next to the demon again.

Tears meander like clear springs oozing out of rock crevices, soaking|soaking the velvet pillow under my head.

She bit the corner of the quilt, and she didn't know whether it was her clenched fists or her clenched white teeth making a suppressed rattling sound.

Since she couldn't kill him with her own hands, there was only one way left to avenge Chu Yilun—that is, to obtain the CD as soon as possible, and put this demon reincarnated man into death row!

With a thin and small body, even though she was pregnant, she still looked so weak.

Covered under the warm quilt, she was still shivering, looking so weak and petite. ． ． ． ． ．

But Ye Siluo knew that in that seemingly frail and petite body, there was actually an extremely stoic heart!

Behind this woman who was sobbing in the middle of the night, Ye Siluo's eyes, which had been closed all the time, opened suddenly, so bright, so dark, and so painful!

He stretched out his big and generous palms, wanting to embrace the woman who was in the quagmire of hesitation, but he was afraid that she would find out that he had been sober all along.

Yes, he was awake all the time.

Every night, he waited for Cheng Liuli to fall asleep first, so that he might fall asleep.

But tonight, when the woman had been waiting for him with eyes full of vigilance, when the bodyguard who was close to him whispered to him during the meal, saying that she had hidden a knife under the pillow and needed to deal with it.

Suddenly, he didn't want to expose her, and he didn't want the bodyguard to take away the so-called "murder weapon" that was too ridiculous for him.

He wanted to see what kind of ruthless heart she had to put that dagger into his chest with her own hands!

The act of her turning over and getting up, her violent and rapid panting, her repeated hesitation and hesitation, and the choking that almost sobbed at the end. ． ． ． ． ．It can almost wake up a dead man. ． ． ． ． ．

No matter how flawed her assassination plan was, no matter how crude and ridiculous the weapon in her hand was, when the woman finally cried out, his heart was also squeezed by a strange pain!

How ridiculous, a woman who wants to assassinate herself.