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Chapter 3275 3297: Let me go! (27)

Jane was silent for a moment, then walked slowly to the bedside.

Staring at the blood-stained gauze on the man's arm, he asked softly, "How is it? Can't you die?..."

The woman's tone was very blunt, and she was taken aback when she uttered it, but the blunt words were obviously concerned about his injury.

Jane bit her lip, then sat on the edge of the bed, facing the floor-to-ceiling windows, trying not to look at him, but she didn't know what it was like.

"You want me to die." The man's words were declarative sentences, and there was no trace of emotional fluctuation in his tone.

Jane turned her head and saw that he was lighting a cigarette with one hand and smoking it, she couldn't help wrinkling her nose: "I'm really not afraid of death, I still smoke when I'm injured, should I get you some wine?!"

The man raised his eyebrows, his thin lips curled into a smile, and he was sexy and charming, "Thank you..."

"..." Jane was speechless, staring at the man one mouthful after another, and quickly finished half of the cigarette, suddenly holding a breath in her heart.

"If you want to die, I will fulfill you." She got up and went to the wine cabinet to get a few bottles of wine, poured a glass and handed it to him, "Here, you deserve it!"

The man didn't answer, stared at the woman's gloomy and cold face in the mist, narrowed his eyes and said, "If I die, you will be free. Isn't this your wish? Why are you angry?..."

"I'm not angry!" After being reminded by him, Jane realized that she seemed to be angry. This unexplainable anger came out of nowhere, which made her very puzzled, and she didn't understand why.

"Tough mouth." The man took the wine glass, raised his head and drank it down, then handed it back to her, motioning for her to fill it up.

Jane frowned, and after pouring half of the glass, she snatched the glass away and put it on the bedside table, muttering, "I drank to death, and I couldn't wash it off even if I jumped into the Yellow River. I don't want to be a murder suspect!  … ..."

Hearing this, Nangong Yi laughed, and stared at the woman with burning black eyes, "Sophistry, you don't want me to die."

"Don't put gold on your face! I wish you would die sooner, so that I can leave!..."

"Leave?" The man sneered, smoked the cigarette in his hand, threw the cigarette butt into the ashtray, and then grabbed her wrist, "Don't you know? Do my gang like to be buried? I'm dead , you are my only woman, you have to die with me!?"

Jane stared back at him, and withdrew her hand forcefully: "What age is it, and you are still buried!? It's almost the same to tie a few beautiful paper figurines for you!..."

She curled her lips and turned to leave, but was grabbed by the man and dragged into his arms.

The man held her with one arm, and he could control her with one hand, making it difficult for her to break free.

Jane was angry, and raised her hand to pinch his bandage. The force was not heavy, but it was enough to aggravate the injury.

However, Nangong Yi didn't even frown, he actually used the injured arm, wrapped her hands tightly around her, and pulled her to sit on his lap.

"You..." Jane stared at more and more blood stains on the gauze, and stopped struggling, because if this continued tossing, the man's arm would probably be useless.

The body is always more honest than the brain, and as soon as she calmed down, Jane suddenly realized that she was concerned about his wounds, and her little face became darker.

She froze, and suddenly fell into silence. The man noticed that her expression was wrong, so he finally let go, and said in a deep voice, "It's getting late, you go to the guest room to sleep tonight, and let Ada come in..."

Hearing this sentence, Jane raised her head and looked at him puzzled, her face turned slightly pale, and she probably didn't even notice it.

"Go." The man patted her on the shoulder, then leaned against the head of the bed, and lit another cigarette casually.

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