Rebirth of a Luxury Family: Killer Wife hug in the Arms

"Since you are lucky to live again, you'd better be happy. You'd rather live happily without knowing anything. But --" Liu Qingqing's eyes suddenly cooled. The dead rabbit in his arms suddenly felt that the air pressure in the room was much lower. He looked up at Liu Qingqing and suddenly felt that it was not Liu Qingqing he knew. Her eyes were cold and cruel, "If anyone dares to hurt me and the person I love, I must double his return!"

Where has the dead rabbit seen such Liu Qingqing? She only feels that her eyes at the moment are like a knife. She can kill people as long as she looks at them. At the corner of her mouth, there is a sneer. The smile is so cold, so cruel, but it seems so sad.

"Who?!" Liu Qingqing suddenly shouted. She took the rabbit and strode to the door. She opened the door and saw Ling Mufeng appear in front of the door.

Ling Mufeng raised his head and was suddenly stunned. Is this still a little thing he knew? Her eyes were cold and fierce, as if she was going to kill him at any time.

However, just for a moment, her eyes returned to their normal appearance. Ling Mufeng even suspected that it was an illusion just now.

"What's the matter?" Ling Mufeng heard that Liu Qingqing's voice was a little cold, not as happy as usual.

Liu Qingqing said faintly, "it's all right. What can I do for you?" her hand was on the doorknob, as if she was ready to close the door at any time.

Ling Mufeng frowned, looked at Liu Qingqing's hand on the doorknob and hurriedly said, "little thing, I'm a little tired. Pinch my shoulder."

Liu Qingqing took a deep breath and pulled out a polite smile: "OK."

Ling Mufeng felt that the smile was more ugly than crying, and he couldn't help but feel a pain in his heart.

"Little thing, what's on her mind?" she just put down the rabbit and massaged Ling Mufeng, when she heard Ling Mufeng ask.

Liu Qingqing smiled bitterly and said, "it's all over. It's important to live happily now."

She cherishes Liu Qingqing's life now. Anyway, she must live happily. After all, life is too difficult. She is used to the bloody rain, so she feels that she should cherish the current happiness and make herself happy.

Ling Mufeng only felt a little distressed. He didn't know what she had experienced. However, looking at her optimism, he always felt that her optimism was not blindness that didn't know the world, but the true meaning realized after weathering. Thinking of this, he stretched out his hand, gently held Liu Qingqing's massage hand and said softly, "it's all over, the future will be better... I... Will accompany you."

After hearing this, Liu Qingqing's massage hand suddenly stopped. Can he really accompany her? Will the future be better? In her previous life, she had no parents and was betrayed by her boyfriend. As a killer, she was stained with the blood of many people, and was finally killed by her beloved boyfriend. What about this life? In this life, she met Ling Mufeng, but is he the right person in his life Or just a passer-by in her life?

Liu Qingqing shook her head and quietly pulled her hand away from Ling Mufeng's hand. She laughed at herself. She didn't know whether she would live as Liu Qingqing all her life or return to cold frost. How could she let him accompany her all her life?

Ling Mufeng gently turned the wheelchair and looked at the little thing with a self mocking smile at the corner of her mouth in front of her. She couldn't help but feel that maybe part of her happiness is pretended on weekdays? Is there a lot of pain in her heart?

Ling Mufeng gently stretched out his hand, held her hand and said gently, "what's unhappy? Just cry."

Liu Qingqing hesitated for a moment. The word "cry" seems to be far away from her. She seems to have suppressed it for too long. She hasn't cried for a long time. Because the killer doesn't believe in tears.

Listening to Ling Mufeng's words, tears fell involuntarily.

Ling Mufeng stretched out his hand and pulled Liu Qingqing into his arms. The tears of the person in his arms soaked the clothes on his chest, and her shoulders kept shaking because of sobbing. However, she had no sound in her arms. This repressive crying made him feel distressed.

Soon after, Liu Qingqing raised her head from Ling Mufeng's arms, wiped the tears on her face, re opened her smile and said, "I'm fine. Anyway, it's over, and I have to continue to live tomorrow. Who knows who will come first tomorrow and accidents? So it's good to be happy every day."

"Yes."

Little thing, although I don't know what you have experienced, I hope you are happy every day.