Only you can be my wife

Liang Qingqian looked at Lu Zhongxun, who was indifferent and indifferent to himself. He was worried and angry, "what if he really died?"

Different from Liang Qingqian's anxiety, Lu Zhongxun glanced at Zhao Fei with the same look, and then he said, "what's the matter with me if he's dead?"

"You..." Liang Qingqian took a deep breath and really wanted to rush up and shake Lu Zhongxun up.

How could it be none of his business? Is he kidding? Zhao Feitong has shed so much blood. If he accidentally hit Zhao Feitong to some important place just now, what should we do then? Did he think about that?

Liang Qingqian thought for a while, and finally had to continue to say with good words: "you can make a phone call. If he is injured, he can be cured in time. If there's no problem, we can rest assured, can't we? "

Hearing this, Lu Zhongxun said with a sneer: "is it you who can rest assured?"

"What are you talking about?"

"Come on, leave him alone." His tone is light, but only he knows that he is nervous and nervous.

He wants to see that he and Zhao Feitong are in front of her at the same time. She Who are you going to choose.

He just used a lot of strength, but he also knew that, how could Zhao Feitong die?

If If she just did not come to block that, he really hit him in the throat, that would be a fatal blow.

However, he missed the opportunity because of her.

He was shocked at her jump and regretted that he couldn't stop. He felt guilty and regretted, but now, he felt like a fool, so sad, and so poor.

Before, he was just suspicious, but today, he saw them together and hugged each other. He just felt that he was going crazy.

She's his wife, isn't she? Even if they had just quarreled, the fact that she and he had been married could not be changed, could it?

Zhao Fei hit her with her, her face swollen so ugly, he saw it was so distressed. He helped her to teach Zhao Feitong a lesson. He was still eating. They were together in the corridor where almost no one came

But what about her?

After he taught Zhao Fei the same rubbish, she should have gone with her own head, didn't she? Why do you still have to look at Zhao Fei with that jerk in such a panic and worry, and why do you want him to call an ambulance for that bastard?

Who does she care?

Want him to call an ambulance for his rival? Or after his rival was beaten by him?

Oh Little man dreams!

Lu Zhongxun endured the pain in his heart and then closed his eyes fiercely.

When he opened his eyes, the eyes across a touch of pain, but still faint smile, and to her hand out, "come here, good! Come with me. " In his voice, there was a little bit of overbearing, a little hope, and a little bit of trembling and uncertainty that only he could feel.

She'll go with herself, right?

Zhao Fei with now nothing, no longer his opponent, she will go with himself?

If She chose to go with her, no longer care about Zhao Fei and that bastard's affairs, then he can really do nothing to think about, go home, how to treat her or how to live with her.

As long as She would stretch out her hand to him and follow him.

However, the fact gave him a big slap in the face --

Liang Qingqian did not nod and did not stretch out her hand. She just shook her head at him, "Lu Zhongxun, you can hit one." If Zhao Fei and her hand were not held by her, and she was afraid to struggle hard and involve him, she would have hit him herself.

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhao Feitong suddenly coughed two times. Then he heard only a "puff" sound. A big mouthful of blood spattered out on Liang Qingqian's body.

Liang Qingqian widened his eyes, and his whole body was trembling.

"Fly Fly... " She opened her mouth, but she was so shocked that she couldn't say a word.

Zhao Feitong coughed and laughed weakly at Liang Qingqian, "I'm sorry Your clothes are dirty, too. I I'll buy you a suit New. " With that, another mouthful of blood spat out.

Liang Qingqian shook his head and cried, "don't talk, please, don't talk." After that, she cried and looked at Lu Zhongxun. She said with a trembling lip, "Lu Zhongxun, you should hit one quickly. Do you have to see him die to make you happy She is really anxious to death, looking at Zhao Fei with such vomiting blood, she is afraid that he will die in the next second.

If he really died like that, what should Lu Zhongxun do? He's only 30 years old and can't go to jail! No, no matter how old he is, he can't go to jail with such a stain on his back.

How can a person like him be associated with such dark and ugly words?

Lu Zhongxun was still watching Zhao Fei spit blood tightly and secretly. He was hard hearted and didn't even blink. The damned woman refused to go with her, and now she cares about Zhao Feitong as much as she does. Now seeing Zhao Feitong spit blood, all the bad and evil factors in him are rising at this time.How can Zhao Fei and he not die?

Ben also looked at and thought of him, suddenly heard Liang Qingqian crying and roaring at himself. He was a Lin first, then he laughed low.

"I said, he can't die. What are you crying about?" After a long time, Lu Zhongxun looked at Liang Qingqian and asked in a cold, low voice, with a few threads of self mockery.

He couldn't help thinking in his heart: if he and Zhao Fei were exchanged, if he was the one who vomited blood, would she cry for him so sad and sad?

She Can really love to cry ah, how do women love to cry?

Look at him, his heart is almost dead. He hasn't cried yet, but she is crying

That's funny.

"Qingqian Am I really going to die (cough, cough... "

Zhao Fei with weak voice, and listen to his cough, Liang Qingqian's heart, really can't say what it's like.

Anyway, she didn't want Zhao Fei to die together. It was a person's life. But what she cares most now is Lu Zhongxun.

But the guy who was going to piss her off was still standing there indifferent.

"Feitong, you don't talk, you don't say anything, I beg you." If he goes on like this, will he just spit up blood and die?

She was so flustered that she didn't care about it any more. Turning back, she couldn't help shouting at Lu Zhongxun: "I asked you to call! What's good for you when he's dead? "

Lu Zhongxun clenched his fist, but his face was laughing at himself.

Look, Lu Zhongxun, you loser. She yelled at you for the first time for another man. She also You were not chosen.

He suddenly powerless decadent shoulder, self mockery thought: sure enough, love, the one who is not loved, is the most pitiful.

He took a heavy breath, and then toward Liang Qingqian, a faint smile, "good..."

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