slave seven seven

Chapter 142 I really want to tear you apart
"Find a set of clothes." Qiqi didn't move at all, but hugged Xia Houling tightly.

"Are you kidding, why don't you find a sedan chair for you!" The soldier glanced at Xia Houling who was motionless in her arms, and then looked at the blood stains on the ground next to him. Two, they had a great time.

Qi Qi blankly glanced at the smiling soldier, stretched out his hand and stuck it around Xia Houling's neck, and said flatly, "I want the clothes, otherwise I'll strangle him, and you won't be able to take them back to the capital."

Lord, Qi Qi won't let you be humiliated again, never again.

The two soldiers were frightened at this moment, they looked at each other and left quickly, and when they came back after a while, they already had an extra set of clothes in their hands and threw them at Qiqi's feet, and closed the gate wisely.

Qiqi picked up the clothes, and the rough texture brushed against her hands, making her worry about whether Xia Houling would be scratched, but in such an environment, it was better than nothing, and Qi Qi gently put on the clothes for him.

The drowsy Xia Houling slowly woke up and turned around, her eyes gradually dimmed, and in a pool of stagnant water, she caught a glimpse of herself lying in Qiqi's arms, silently for a long time, suddenly raised her head and opened her mouth to bite Qiqi's neck fiercely, Qiqi's heart thumped The ground tightened, and tears fell silently.

Blood trickled down from between his lips and teeth, Xia Houling still didn't let go.

"Master, I'm sorry..." Qiqi choked up, if she could have ended his life with her own hands, he would still be proud.

Xia Houling loosened his mouth, limp in Qiqi's arms, blood smeared his thin lips like cinnabar, and stared at one side with empty eyes, "I really want to tear you apart."

Qi Qi couldn't stop sobbing, and the chai door was knocked vigorously, "Is it all right, we're on our way, we're just slowing down."

Qiqi wiped away her tears, ignored the pain in her neck and stood up to help Xia Houling. Xia Houling leaned over and fell heavily on the ground, with her hands hanging stiffly to one side, pain flooded all over her body.

Can't wait to die, never wait to die...

Xia Houling opened her eyes and looked at the beam on the top, and felt that the man was stubbornly supporting her up again, and the warmth of her thin body against him was desirably hateful.

(End of this chapter)