The night Shengyan, who was deeply invading in the red, suddenly raised his head, stopped his action and hit ah Ji straight on the bridge of the nose.

"Hmm..." ah Ji groaned and stepped back three steps. He immediately covered his nose and blood leaked from his fingers. He didn't have time to pay attention to so much and hurriedly said, "third brother, calm down. She is miss qianxia... You see, are you really going to kill her?"

"Cough..." Qian Xia, lying on the tea table, turned red and coughed violently.

The night Saint Yan suddenly stagnated, his strange eyes slowly sank, and the little woman with messy clothes in her eyes curled up in such pain, weak to almost transparent, and could disappear at any time.

His heart was stifled and his fingers were stiff. He loosened his grip on her, got up and tried to suppress his breathing.

"Third brother..." ah Ji looked at him with an ugly face, walked forward, lowered his voice and said, "something happened outside. I don't know who deliberately let the wind go. Now the headlines of major newspapers are about Miss qianxia!" He paused, looked at qianxia, who was absent-minded, and continued, "all the insults refer to her. It seems that someone has deliberately retaliated."

Ye Shengyan took a deep breath and frowned, "Tang Zixuan?"

"I sent someone to follow her. It shouldn't be her." Ah Ji thought for a moment and added, "there are still many photos in magazines and newspapers. Someone should have deliberately secretly photographed you and miss qianxia before!"

"Oh, it's him..." ye Shengyan smiled strangely, and a cruel smile overflowed, "he's looking for death!"

Ah Ji lowered his eyes, frowned and looked at Qian Xia without breath, "third brother, Miss Qian Xia..."

Ye Shengyan looked back, walked in front of her two steps, bent down and looked down at her empty eyes, "Tang qianxia, as long as you live one day, you can't leave me. Stay with me, otherwise, it's not you who die, but Tang Zixuan, everyone around you. "

Qianxia was shocked. She looked up incredulously. Under the extremely charming smile, she said word by word, "night Shengyan, I hate you!"

"Hate it, you should have hated me!"

Night Saint Yan Shuer turned around, looked at her no longer nostalgic, raised his steps and disappeared in her sight. Before going out, he left such a sentence, "ah Ji, look at her."

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