Lovely Wife: Forced Marriage from Mr Ye

The blood color of the red suddenly gushed out.

"If you dare to hurt your grandfather, die!"

After stabbing a knife, the man still can't breathe, grinning and stabbing several times, until Wan Bo fell to the ground, then stopped and stood together for breath.

The cold wind from the river, mixed with the strong smell of blood in the air, was introduced into the nasal cavity.

After the impulse, the man's brain was excited, and most of them woke up in an instant.

Aware of stabbing the dead, he threw the bloody knife into the river in a hurry, turned and ran.

The others followed suit and followed quickly.

In the twinkling of an eye, only Wanbo fell on the ground.

He was covered in blood, and he didn't even have the strength to open his mouth for help.

He tried to raise his head to seek help, and then inadvertently, he saw the figure standing on the opposite bridge deck.

It was a man with a long stature. It seemed that he had noticed his sight and raised his eyelids slightly. The ghost and evil eyes suddenly stabbed the ancient people. It seemed that even the soul began to shake.

This figure

this breath

he was

his memory flashed back in an instant. Back to yesterday's fragrance contest, the man who sat in the first place also looked at him in the same way.

It was not the illusion that Yunqing's instinct for survival overcame his fear. He tried his best to raise his hand and "beg"

the man stood there indifferently, just as he lightly dropped the knife. He stood on the bridge with dignity and awe and turned a blind eye to his tragedy.

Wan Bo convulsed, with the last instinct, put himself into a kneeling, deeply repentant posture, praying for forgiveness, hoping to be cured.

The man drew up the blood like lips, there was no pity in his eyes, but only an evil spirit.

He looked down upon each other's pain, struggle, repentance, despair, until he died completely.

After Wanbo was out of breath, the man turned and his slender figure quickly disappeared in the dark.

There was only one corpse whose posture was twisted and expression was painful

the next morning, after Yunqing got up, he looked around his eyes unconsciously.

The room was empty, nothing but her.

The cloud inclines the bottom of the heart faintly spreads a touch of loss, looked up at the clock on the wall.

Then laugh, only seven in the morning, Beiming night Xuan even if to pick her up, also can't arrive so early.

Cloud tilt down the bottom of my heart that little loss, get up after washing, out of the room.

The cat stood at the table, heard the door open, turned around, and cried with a smile, "good morning, little lady."

Yun Qing took the hot water from her and said with a smile, "good morning."

As he spoke, his eyes wandered unconsciously in the living room.

The cat noticed her absence of mind and asked with a smile, "what are you looking for, young lady?"

Cloud tilt back to God, shaking his head, "no, pack up, after dinner, we set out to the airport."

She comforts herself in the bottom of her heart that Beiming yexuan is too busy. She is only a small matter to go home and can't trouble men.

After Yunqing had figured it out, he drank the water and sat down on the table.

As usual, she moved her milk to one side. As soon as she picked up the spoon and was ready to eat breakfast, a slender white hand suddenly came out from behind her.

The owner of the hand picked up the box of milk, inserted the straw into it, and then handed it to her mouth, with a low smile, "it's disobedient again, eh?"

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