His Sunny Wife

The man looked at him, his face became very ugly, his body was shaking.

"Why --" His face became more ferocious than ever, the veins on his forehead jumped out, his teeth trembled and repeated: "why!? Xia xiaonuan Where on earth can I not compare with him He growled.

Xia xiaonuan shakes her head. She doesn't want to say much. She just puts the knife closer to her. A burst of pain comes, and the blood flows out along the sharp dagger, shocking.

Thinking that something might happen to Nangong Yaoling, she felt that she didn't care about anything. She just wanted to know where he was and whether he was safe or not!

And this man, obviously He kept something from her.

His calm reaction has confirmed her conjecture. Shaochen must have known about it. And she has to fight to death!

Liang Shaochen took a deep look at her. It seemed that he was greatly stimulated. He suddenly turned around and went to the sofa. He pushed all the tea sets, cups and folders on the table to the ground!

He turned his back to her and hissed in his throat, like an angry Beast.

Xia xiaonuan has never seen Liang Shaochen like this, but she can see what he is trying to endure.

Although she did not want things to become like this, because from the beginning to the end, the man in front of her was the last person she wanted to hurt.

But She knew that everything was a foregone conclusion and there was no room for recovery.

When Liang Shaochen felt that he could be calm, he slowly turned around and looked at Xia xiaonuan.

His voice seems to have returned to its original gentleness, even lighter and softer than before.

"Xiao Nuan, listen to me. You put the knife down first. I'll talk to you about it slowly. Well, it's dangerous. "

He approached her step by step.

Xia xiaonuan did not intend to give way, but stepped back two steps, looked at Liang Shaochen and said, "Shaochen, don't come here."

Liang Shaochen nodded compromise.

"Good." He stopped and said, "you're hurt. If you leave a scar, it'll be ugly."

Xia xiaonuan

"All I know is that he went to see situ Yan. As for how he is now, I don't know. But I can help you find out. You put down the knife first. "

Xia xiaonuan's eyes flashed a complex road.

"Is that true? But why can't I contact situ Yan? Where did they go? "

"I'll call now to help you find out. Put down the knife first."

Xia xiaonuan

"Do you think if you make fun of your life like this, Nangong Yaoling can come back immediately?"

"You don't believe me?" Liang Shaochen looked at her with some injury and asked.

Xia xiaonuan's eyes twinkled slightly. She felt that her arms were sour, and she didn't want to die at all.

Seeing Liang Shaochen's look, she felt like a sinner.

She couldn't help but slip her hand down.

Liang Shaochen stepped forward and held her wrist.

With a bang, the dagger in her hand fell to the ground.

Xia xiaonuan was pinched by him in pain. She looked at him and was about to speak. Suddenly, Liang Shaochen raised his hand and arm towards her.

She didn't respond. She felt a pain in her back neck. Then she fell into Liang Shaochen's arms.

Liang Shaochen looked at the little woman in his arms with a complicated and heartbreaking light in his eyes.

He took a handkerchief from his shirt and gently wiped the blood on her neck.