Hot wife lives in the field

Four eyes are opposite, two eyes are tired of each other.

Xia Huang turns her head and says, "why is it her again?"

Yuan Mingzhu looks at the excited Xia Huang in front of her. She doesn't like her, neither does she.

"Don't be ridiculous, Xia Huang. She is the most suitable person." Bai Zhuoyan scolded, out of such a big thing, his mood more or less also some impatient.

"I can stay and take care of him."

"You have to go back."

Yuan Mingzhu interrupted their quarrel: "I don't care when you want to quarrel, tell me first, is something wrong with him?" Along the way, Jiangcheng kept silent and didn't say anything. This situation made her feel very bad. Last time he had an accident, Jiangcheng looked more serious.

Bai Zhuoyan and Xia Huang immediately stop quarreling.

Xia Huang walked quickly to Yuan Mingzhu: "you can go back. You are not needed here."

Yuan Ming Zhu sneered: "do you need me, not has the final say."

Yuan Mingzhu said, and set her eyes on Bai Zhuoyan.

Bai Zhuoyan pursed his lips, and then said, "come with me."

"Zhuo Yan!" Xia Huang doesn't agree.

"Don't be confused, Xia Huang, or his hard work will be in vain."

Xia Huang was stunned. She stood in the same place and moved her mouth. For a long time, she didn't spit out a word. Finally, she didn't want to stamp her foot and left.

Yuan Mingzhu followed Bai Zhuoyan into the house and saw the person lying on the bed. She looked miserable, even in her sleep. Her purple lips betrayed his condition.

"How is he now?" She said, her voice trembling, even though she tried to restrain herself.

He slowly sat down beside the bed and touched his cheek. Before he heard Bai Zhuoyan's answer, he saw that the man on the bed suddenly opened his eyes, bent over the bed and spat out a mouthful of black blood.

"It's a near death." Bai Zhuoyan's low tone sounded in his ear. The black blood fell on the ground and melted away. One of the drops stained her skirt, as if her heart had been stabbed.

After the man vomited blood, he seemed to be sober for a moment. His upper body was lying on her leg. He moved for a while and raised his head slightly. After he saw her face clearly, he hooked his lips and laughed. With the blood color on her lips, he was breathtaking.

He reached out and rubbed her face: "nice to see you again."

It seems that this is just his dream.

When the eyelids were about to fall, he suddenly raised his head and looked at the woman in front of him. His eyes were shocked. After a moment, he frowned: "what's the matter with you?"

"I'll see if you're dead. If you're going to die, I'll find myself a new man."

Yuan Mingzhu said, but the tears fell down uncontrollably, dripping on the back of his hand, burning his heart.

The man swallowed the bloody throat: "you dream, in this life, you can only be mine."

With that, he wiped the blood on his lips, straightened up his upper body, held yuan Mingzhu's head in his hand, and gave him a hard kiss. Then he fell into her arms and fainted.

Yuan Mingzhu put her hand around the man's cold head, like a blunt knife, cutting the flesh on her heart.

"How could he be poisoned?"

"He drank the poison of his own accord." After a pause, Bai Zhuoyan said: "in fact, he didn't have to work so hard. As long as he took the antidote every other time, he would not have an accident. But he said he didn't want to be controlled. "

So he took the risk and chose the possibility of detoxification.

Later, Bai Zhuoyan didn't say that Yuan Mingzhu's eyelashes were trembling, and her hands around yuan Yinzhen were tight and tight