"Of course."

Let her relief is, this time, night Ming really let her go.

She didn't know at all. If ye Ming didn't let go at this moment, he would be the first one to help.

His behavior just now is clearly playing with fire.

"What did she show you?"

Ye Ming seems to be very interested in this matter, and has no intention of bypassing this topic.

With his arms resting on the back of his head, he leaned on the bed with colorful eyes.

Song Anning didn't expect that he would ask, and his brow tightened again.

"I don't remember."

She was too lazy to pay attention to him, and even felt that the night Ming at this time was a little baffled.

Simply ready to get out of bed, but his hand was quickly pulled by night Ming.

"Why are you tired of listening?"

Night Ming's problems follow, so that song Anning's heart, cluttered, wrist, is the temperature of night Ming palm, warm enough to make her heart beat faster.

"Jealous?"

The sound of banter, accompanied by teasing at the corners of the mouth, was once again introduced into the ears of song Anning.

Song Anning clenched his fist and took a deep breath. Then he turned to look at him and said, "if you think too much, who would like to listen to a person who is very annoying in front of him? Don't you mind if you are the night master

She pretended to be very calm, and there was no sign of guilt on her face.

And such an answer, let night Ming's eyebrows, discontentedly tightened.

In the deep eye light, drips a faint sadness, "do you really hate me so much?"

Song Anning's breath, in this moment, lost rhythm, heartbeat also has a moment of stagnation.

"Who doesn't hate a man who binds himself to his side as a plaything and a slave to play with."

She closed her eyes and turned away from him. She tried her best to put the answer lightly in front of him.

At this time, Ye Ming could not tell the truth from the false. She was too calm. Every word she said was stabbing his heart.

Seizing the strength of song Anning's wrist, she tightens it little by little, which makes song Anning frown, but she is too stubborn to ask for mercy.

The next second, night Ming suddenly came down from the bed, stood behind her, and turned her body rudely.

"Song Anning, I'll ask you if you have ever regretted something, even if it's just a little bit."

His eyes, ruthlessly staring at his calm eyes, in the eyes of evil, after all, there is more expectation.

Song Anning's heart suddenly trembled.

Yan Su has asked her this question more than once, and she has never answered it directly. Now, she has changed it to Yeming.

Regret it?

She didn't know. If she was asked to choose again, she would probably make the same choice as that year.

Since it is the responsibility on her back, what's the point of saying regret or not.

Is it difficult for her to do so? Does she feel that there is still a possibility of reconciling with Yeming?

Taking a deep breath, she said decidedly: "what can I regret? I was sent to your side to sell you for the purpose of betraying you. I have completed my task and fulfilled the expectations of my superiors. I am very happy. How could I regret it?"

Her every word, pronunciation clear, is to let night Ming choose not to hear clearly.

Determined to be like a sharp bayonet, constantly to the heart of night Ming.

Ye Ming felt that this woman was far more cruel and unfeeling than he knew. She could say every word in such a calm way. It was as if the events of that year were nothing to her and did not need to be taken into consideration.

And in those days, all his tenderness, all doting and toleration towards her were only for the sake of fulfilling the responsibility on her body?

Oh!

Night Ming laughed at himself, more and more clearly to find out how cheap he is.

Again and again by her injury to the whole body, he even expected her to have such a trace of regret and guilt.

His eyes, without blinking, stare at Song Anning, as if to see the bottom of her heart from the woman's face.

If he wants to see this woman's heart, what is it made of? He must see this woman clearly.

His eyes were covered with scarlet blood, and looked particularly terrible, as if she could die at any time from his violent.

"Song Anning, you are so kind."

Finally, he still put down the anger to kill her, took his hand from her wrist and came out of the ward with frost all over his body.

Song's heart beat again after hearing the heavy sound.

"Thank you for your praise..."She whispered to herself into the empty air in front of her.

Raise the wrist, it is already a piece of muddy red finger print, five fingers, clearly visible.

It seems to remind her that she will not be able to follow Yeming.

If she is not hard hearted, she will not know how to choose when her country is at war with him again.

When she betrayed him, she did not dare to experience it again.

Song Anning stayed in the hospital for another two days.

The discharge procedure is a Cheng to do, night Ming did not appear again.

Song Anning thinks, this is very good, at least, that kind of pressure to her out of breath of oppression.

That kind of face him, the heart has no place to place the feeling, also not so strong.

Half a month after he was discharged from hospital, song Anning did not see Yeming. From a Cheng's chat with others, he knew that Yeming was on a business trip to New York.

And since that time in the ward with LAN Yi people unhappy, she has not seen LAN Yi again.

She was very happy, because sometimes, she felt that facing LAN Yi people would make her feel worse than facing night Ming.

When she saw LAN Yi again, it was half a month after she was discharged from hospital. On that day, she took a walk in the yard as usual.

The yard of Yejia is big enough for her to walk for a long time.

When passing the villa gate, LAN Yi stood there, ready to ring the doorbell.

See song Anning, LAN Yi's face is obviously not very good-looking, the last time the bad, no longer need her and song Anning hypocritical.

Eyes coldly take back, she continues to ring the doorbell, also did not ask song Anning to help open the door.

Song Anning did not want to be bored. He took his eyes off LAN Yi's face and turned to leave. However, he heard a low scolding voice from LAN Yi people --

"shameless bitch."

Song Anning's step, stopped down, looked back at LAN Yi's eyes, instantly infected with a trace of cold and fierce gas.

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