Two minutes later, the man turned and left.

In the bedroom, return to silence.

Lu Mian touched the lip flap badly bitten by the man and snorted from his nose.

They hurried to the hotel.

The bodyguard could hardly control Shang Yu. She held a fruit knife in her hand against the main artery of her neck. She looked almost crazy.

"Let Ling Yushen come to see me!"

Song tired looked gloomy. He took the lead to her, "little feather, give me the knife."

The man in front of her gave her an inexplicable sense of familiarity. Shang Yu only felt the pain of dull stew in his head, as if he were going to burst.

She shook her head, glanced at him and looked at Ling Yushen standing motionless behind him. "Ling Yushen, come here."

Song Fei is still close to her.

The blade suddenly cut his skin. Shang Yu scolded him in the most cruel tone, "don't come here!"

Red blood was secreted from her white skin.

Song Fei was deeply stimulated. His steps were stiff in place, he didn't dare to move, his pupils were tight and his throat was hoarse, "OK, I won't move. Put the knife down first and don't hurt yourself. "

Looking back, song tired looked at Ling Yushen, and his voice was tight: "Yushen, you go over."

Ling Yushen, who had planned to stand by, was called by him and frowned, "she is your woman."

What does it mean to me.

"Meet deep..." Song tired eyes at the bottom of the deep, gushed out a thick despair.

Nothing makes him feel more desperate than Shang Yu's self mutilation under his eyes.

"Just this once, not again." Indifferently, Ling Yushen came forward and walked to Shang Yu.

The knife in Shang Yu's hand was still on her neck, but she didn't continue to press down. She just wanted to threaten. She didn't really want to kill herself at all.

"Can you put the knife down?"

Shang Yu curved his lips and smiled, "not yet. You take me out."

"As you can see, there are all his people here now. I can't do it."

"Really?" Shang Yu doesn't believe it. From their relationship, it's not difficult for her to guess that the two people have an unusual relationship.

He is a friend and a brother.

Among the people present, except Ling Yushen, no one could take her away.

What's more, it was Ling Yushen who brought her. He has the responsibility and obligation to let her go.

The man in front of him has a clear and meaningful temperament. His handsome face gives people a sense of righteousness. Unlike song tired, it will make her feel dangerous.

"What if you choose between my death and taking me out?" Shang Yu raised his eyes and looked at him, "what would you choose?"

"Want to know?"

Ling Yushen approached her, and Shang Yu took an uncomfortable step back.

"Of course i..." Ling Yushen said, quickly clasping her wrist and dragging it over.

In response, he wanted to grab the knife. Shang Yu struggled desperately. In a panic, the blade cut his palm, and the blood flowed out in an instant.

Song tired came forward quickly, took advantage of the chaos, took the knife and threw it on the ground.

She was wrapped in her arms and held in her arms.

"Yushen, are you okay?"

……

Wake up.

It's already daybreak.

Lu Mian sat up, stretched a big stretch, pressed the switch, and the curtain opened slowly.

Ling Yushen didn't come back all night last night.

This liar.

Lu Mian sneered. Don't believe him anymore.

Today she has to go to the company and drag her injured ankle into the bathroom to wash.

He walked out of the bedroom and hit the man who came out of the guest room.

"Are you awake?" Ling Yushen was wearing a nightgown and his black hair was a little messy.

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