Zhang xiaorou thought she was right. After saying this, she gently drilled into Mu Qingyu's arms and wrapped her hands around Mu Qingyu's waist like a snake.

However, the man's eyes were heavy, and a layer of darkness was shrouded on the demon's facial features, "I gave you a chance!"

Yes, just now he was giving Zhang xiaorou a chance to see if this woman would tell the truth. But she didn't say it and even continued to make up lies.

Good!

He admires Qingyu. He is not a fool. He won't let such a woman play with him.

When Zhang xiaorou heard the cold voice, her heart couldn't help shaking. With a stiff smile, she asked, "Qing Yu, what are you talking about? Why don't I understand what you mean?"

In fact, she knew that she could feel Mu Qingyu's anger, which frightened her. She had a bad feeling that Mu Qingyu would kill her tonight.

Therefore, Zhang xiaorou's desire for survival immediately let her loose Mu Qingyu. She gathered her hair hanging at the temples, smiled, held her forehead and said, "Qingyu, I'm suddenly uncomfortable. Why don't you take me home."

She is very gentle, just like most gentle beauties, sweet can almost drip into the water. If she wants to be like this, Mu Qingyu will never have the heart to hurt her.

However, she thought too much.

What Mu Qingyu can't bear to hurt is always what he really loved. This won't make his heart ripple. He doesn't care at all.

Especially after seeing through, Mu Qingyu doesn't care.

He is neither a fool nor a real scum man. He can't see a woman pretending.

Mu Qingyu's cold eyes were full of dangerous light, and a faint halo appeared on his tall and slender body, just like the cold fog rising in winter.

"Zhang xiaorou, I really love you?" Mu Qingyu asked in a deep voice.

Zhang xiaorou was surprised and subconsciously moved to the side, trying to escape the cold situation created by Mu Qingyu. "Don't you remember? I have a lot of memories with you."

"Memory?" Mu Qingyu sneered heavily and looked at the woman who lied and didn't make a draft in front of her.

The memories between them, his mind only words, but no picture.

At first, he thought it was normal, but when reading Qin Ran's diary, he would unconsciously turn those she wrote into pictures, as if he were in them.

Memory, that's what it is.

What Zhang xiaorou said is just a kind of word control. To put it bluntly, it is brainwashing to treat his Mu Qingyu as a fool!

"I have no memories with you. I don't love you either!" Mu Qingyu said very clearly.

Zhang xiaorou's heart suddenly stagnated, shrunk and secretly looked at Mu Qingyu's face.

The delicate facial features were shrouded in darkness, and two fires were hidden in the cold eyes, as if to burn her completely.

What should I do? Mu Qingyu's reaction was terrible.

Is he going to recover?

What should she do if he recovers?

Is it still time for her to pretend to faint?

Zhang xiaorou was a little afraid. She was in a state of no control, and even her hands were afraid of sweating.

She knows how cruel Mu Qingyu's wrist is. She's seen him kill before. Now... If she wants to kill her now

Zhang xiaorou dared not think about it.

Mu Qingyu's patience was completely exhausted in the process of Zhang xiaorou's brain rotation. He sneered, stretched out his hand and grabbed Zhang xiaorou's neck.

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