Qiao Liuhua felt that she was going crazy. She was really biting the cold shoulder of Gongxi.

There was blood in his mouth.

Gong xi snorted coldly, but he let Qiao Liu paint to bite and vent her inner pain.

He even tried to relax and breathe, so that his body was not so tight that he was afraid to break the teeth of Qiao Liu's painting.

When he looked down at Qiao Liu's paintings, his eyes were still so spoiled, with the light of connivance.

She can do anything, not to mention biting him, is to beat him, scold him, stab him with a knife, he does not blink, do not fight back.

As long as she's by his side, in his arms.

He is so overbearing and unreasonable.

How can he let go of his painting!

Before she disappeared, he would be crazy, his heart was dead at that time.

Since he had managed to survive, he couldn't let go.

And, he thought, the child would come back.

Gong xi cold gentle way: "good, don't bite bad teeth, you want to vent, stab me with a knife."

Qiao Liu's painting was held in his arms by Gongxi coldly. He couldn't move about but shed tears in pain.

She had so much emotion in her heart that she couldn't vent it at all.

At this time, she was held and fixed by gong xi Leng. She could do nothing but shed tears and vent her emotions in this way.

"You don't know. You don't know anything."

Gong xi said coldly: "yes, I don't know anything. Don't be angry and don't cry, OK?"

Listening to her cry, he was heartbroken.

His other hand gently rubbed her hair, trying to coax her, not to let her cry.

The colder Gongxi is, the more oil and salt can't enter, the more crazy Qiao Liu's painting will be, "you let go, let go..."

"I won't let you go, painting. As I said, I won't let you go back with me."

"I won't go back, I won't go back..."

Gong xi Leng directly held Qiao Liu's painting, fixed her, and directly returned to the Hai nationality.

"Gongxi is cold. How can you do this? Gongxi is cold..."

"Hua'er, you are my princess of Hai nationality, you are my wife, you will be by my side."

Gong xi Leng stubbornly and domineering took Qiao Liu's painting back to the Hai people. He mobilized all the people of the Hai people, but the Hai people were tightly blocked, so as to ensure that Qiao Liuhua could only stay in the Hai nationality.

"Gongxi is cold. Why do you treat me like this?"

"I love you."

"But I hate you, I hate you..."

"Hate, hate is love."

Qiao Liuhua looks at gong xi Leng, and feels that her mouth skin is useless, so she is tired and powerless.

She leaned against the bed and kept silent.

When Qiao Liu painted in a stuffy voice, gong xi Leng was still worried. She was afraid that she would sulk and suffocate herself. "Painting son, don't be angry with yourself. You can beat me and scold me."

Qiao Liuhua turned his head and said nothing.

She felt all her anger hit cotton.

"If I say you let me out of here, I won't be angry. Will you let me out of here?"

Gong xi Leng said without hesitation: "no, you can only be by my side."

When saying this, gong xi's tone is so firm, with an unquestionable tone.

Qiao Liuhua listened to these words, she would go crazy, "gong xi Leng, you also said I saved you, I did not apologize to the sea people, you can't do this to me."

Gong xi looked at Qiao Liu's painting coldly and painfully. He held her hand and pressed it on his heart. "You are in this place, heavier than my life. What can I do?"

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