Chapter 42: You Want Me to Worry About Death?

I looked at the door with my head crossed, anxious, and I just didn't know how to explain it.

"Shen Mingmei, I'll shout three times, if you don't open the door, I'll kick it. His low voice was filled with anger, and he must have blamed me for not pulling away Qu Wanjing.

Suddenly, there was a crisp sound of two "pops" and tearing sounds from my hand, and I didn't have time to react when I looked back. Qu Wanjing took advantage of my distraction, rushed to the door and opened the door, and fell to the ground with a pop.

The sound of the landing made me tremble, my eyelids jumped several times, and I couldn't close my mouth in surprise at the scene in front of me.

Qu Wanjing didn't know when she grabbed her hair, tore the corners of her clothes, and the two bright red palm prints on her face stung my eyes.

I pulled the corners of my mouth and smiled, it turned out that I thought that old enemies could also draw friends, but I didn't expect that old enemies are always old enemies, and she would not break her iron heart because of my kindness.

Song Chichang slammed open the door and saw Qu Wanjing lying weakly by the door, looking like he had been abused by me many times. Seeing Song Chichang standing at the door, a few tears immediately slid over his face, and everyone was especially pitiful.

She tugged at the torn corner of her clothes with one hand, covered her cheek with the red mark with the other, and cried out. "Chi Chang. ”

Crying inexhaustibly sad and aggrieved, Song Chichang looked at me from the moment he knocked on the door, and when he heard someone calling him, he frowned and glanced down, and then his brows furrowed even tighter.

Qu Wanjing saw that Song Chichang's eyes finally fell on her, and her sobbing turned into a howl, acting as if she had abused him.

A touch of distress and nervousness flashed in Song Chichang's eyes, his brows were frowned together, and he stood in place staring at the Qu Wanjing on the ground.

The distress was like a handful of chili peppers sprinkled into my heart, and my heart became hot along with my breathing, burning my people and my heart.

Distressed, nervous, Song Chichang is in the evening scene of Huqu, right?

He suddenly looked up at me, his cold eyes pierced my heart, and his pursed lips told me that he was angry, and I was miserable!

Song Chichang, finally about to show his true face!

I smiled and met his icy gaze, and he pushed the door open a little, and took a long step. Bypassing the evening scene, he walked towards me.

The cold air exuded from his whole body made me shudder, could it be that he wanted to kill me to relieve his hatred?

I stood there with my fists clenched, not backing down and fearless. I'd like to see where the clumsy tricks of the evening will put me!

His breath was getting closer, thicker, and my heart was beating harder.

Suddenly, with a wave of his long arm, I was caught in his arms before I could dodge. Desperately pressed my head straight against his chest, his heartbeat was so obvious.

I was stunned, and let him hold me tightly, the familiar breath enveloping me.

"Shen Mingmei, do you want me to worry about death?" The few words that came out of his mouth made me panic all of a sudden.

His eyes were very sour, tears poured into his eyes, and he choked up and didn't know what to say.

"If you don't speak, I'll kiss you!" he said, hooking my chin and leaning over with my head bent.

I quickly pushed him away and stammered, "I didn't mean to!"

Even those two sentences, strong and domineering are not gentle, like a warm breeze, blowing from the tip of my heart, with a fragrant peach blossom fragrance.

My heart is about to beat out of my throat, and I can walk on the same frequency as his heart, I know that feeling of palpitations, called heartbeat!