Speaking of this, Song Qifan thought that when he was a child, his father bought him a lot of toys, and none of them he liked to play, except for Ye Wutong.

Treat him like a toy of his own, and play with him however he wants.

"When I was a child, you also know that my family is full of toys, but Song Qihe and I don't like to play, when I grow up, other sons like to play with cars and women, Song Qihe and I still don't like to play, sometimes I feel that I live like a monk Qingshui without desire, until I met you again, you successfully aroused all my interest. ”

His eyes looked straight at Wutong: "Your appearance has added a heavy color to my ordinary life, Ye Wutong, if you want to commit suicide to get rid of all this, I will tell you that it is impossible." ”

Song Qifan's big hand suddenly grabbed Wutong's neck: "It feels very uncomfortable to be choked like this, isn't it?"

Sycamore made an uncomfortable sound.

"Ye Wutong, let's make an equal sign, how long I live is equal to how long you live, and how long you live is equal to how long your sweetheart lives, so you can't think about doing it to me next time, and of course you can't think about committing suicide, because whether I die or you die, your sweetheart will die." ”

He let go of Ye Wutong's neck, reached out and patted her little face: "You are smart when you are young, you should understand such a simple truth." ”

Song Qifan got up and was about to leave after speaking, he said what he had to say, he had to go back and sleep well now, and the world couldn't delay him from sleeping at night.

"Song Qifan, will you not let me go?" This sentence Wutong knew that it was a vain question to ask, but she seemed to want to be naïve.

"Why ask knowingly. Song Qifan didn't turn around.

"Knowingly asked, hehe. Sycamore sneered.

"I won't kill you, I won't commit suicide, I just beg you not to hurt Yang Yi, you can play me to death as much as you want, even if you let me eat and jump off the building now, I just beg you to let Yang Yi go." ”

"Plop!" Wutong rolled over from the hospital bed and knelt directly on the ground, crawled a few steps on his knees, and reached out to grab Song Qifan's pants.

To be honest, at that moment, Song Qifan was really shocked and surprised.

How hard Ye Wutong's bones are, when she was a child, Song Qifan pressed him to the ground and knelt for him, she didn't kneel, her mother died, she didn't even have a dog in the Song family, the bone stubble was still as hard as iron, they bullied her to death, and she never took the initiative to kneel down with them and beg for mercy.

This time she actually knelt down for a man, it turned out that such a dark woman could give up anything for a man in her heart.

Her little hand tugging at his pants was trembling, and Song Qifan could feel it.

He turned to look at the woman in front of him who knelt down for him with a white face, at that moment his heart didn't seem to be so ruthless, his face was white and his lips were bloodless, his hair was messy, delicate and weak, even that look was showing weakness, this was the first time he had seen her look at him with such eyes.

Somehow, he suddenly felt a little uncomfortable in his heart, and for a moment he wanted to reach out and lift her up from the ground.

But after all, it was only a moment's thought, and soon he suppressed such an idea, and looked at her indifferently: "Do you think that your kneeling and begging for mercy will be useful, if it is useful, wouldn't you regret it now why you didn't kneel down for me every day and beg for mercy more than ten years ago." ”

Wutong is a hard bone, hard enough when she was a child, and now she is an adult, but for the safety of Yang Yi, today, she still bent her knees after all, like the enemy she hated so much.

"Please, I beg you, what's coming at me, don't hurt him! don't hurt him!" now she knelt at his feet humbled enough.

Song Qifan clenched his fists, his throat tightened, his eyes were red, and he wanted to open his mouth but didn't know what to say.

After being silent for a few minutes, he looked at her condescendingly and was expressionless: "Okay, as long as you are obedient." ”

Obedient?

How could Wutong not know, it's just to go back to what he did when he was a child, just let him play with him like a dog, that's it, as long as he can protect Yang Yi, what about being a dog.

It's better to be a dog with rabies virus and slowly poison him.

In the corner that Song Qifan couldn't see, Wutong's eyes exuded murderous aura.