The coughing qianxia suddenly stopped and was stunned. She slowly started and looked at him, "I don't want to torture you."

For so many days, this is qianxia's first time.

"You..." ye Shengyan looked at her in a panic, and his voice was obviously tense. "If you don't want to do this, just be yourself. How should you live and how to live? There is no despair in the world."

"I'm not you. I can be cold-blooded and ruthless to this point."

Qianxia said very calmly, without any meaning of ridicule.

Although this sentence sounds a little unpleasant to him, ye Shengyan is still happy that she can speak, as long as she doesn't seem to lose her soul like a puppet. Even such a sharp resistance will make his heart feel better.

At this time, aunt Fang, who answered the phone, came over, "young master, the master asked you to go to the house."

The night Saint Yan slightly stagnated, and his eyes sank for a few minutes, "HMM."

"I want to rest!" Almost at the same time that ye Shengyan said he would take her with him, qianxia Shuer stood up and walked up the second floor with a stiff step.

Behind him, ye Shengyan looked at her back with heartache.

"Aunt Fang, you take care of her!"

After a while, he finally compromised and left the door without saying a word of coercion.

A man returned to the room. Qianxia sat directly on the cold ground and looked at the window. Her heart has been empty for too long, because she doesn't know what method to think, or what else can make her think.

Days like years erode her soul. One day, she will devour it cleanly.

At that time, only the body of her, is it only death?

Qianxia suddenly smiled together, thinking about any possibility, no fear, no fear, but calmly ended in a ridiculed desolate smile.

Just then, there was a sudden movement from the balcony on the second floor.

Qianxia looked up inexplicably and stared for a long time. She slowly stood up and walked to the window.

Push open the window, a pair of big hands quickly climb up the security window of the balcony.

Somehow, just seeing these hands and the tail ring on his little finger, qianxia recognized him. Chi Ran's eyes slowly raised, and she said in some surprise, "Chen Yao?"

"It's me!"

A light and gentle voice sounded, and then a tall figure jumped up quickly.

Qianxia couldn't help laughing. He immediately stretched out his arm, opened the window from inside and stretched out his hand to pull him.

"Hehe, I can come in by myself!" Glancing at that small white hand, the beautiful and handsome Ji chenyao picked his eyebrow. Under the evil smile, he jumped in.

Qianxia looked at him in surprise, and his smile unknowingly leaked, "chenyao..."

She just called his name, but this call aroused the grievances and pain accumulated in her heart. Suddenly, her nose was sour, she choked and couldn't speak, and her tears had fallen.

Ji chenyao was stunned. He immediately reached out to hold her and gently stroked her, "Qianqian, I'm sorry I'm late."

"No... you, I wish you could come... I, I'm so afraid..."

Excited to some incoherent, qianxia held his hand tightly, crystal tears fell, and she was silent for too long. This time, she couldn't control her emotions.

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