Chapter Thirty-Eight: What a Touch

Evil Satan The domineering president is gentle

Zhang Xiaotong got up very lightly, just for fear that the two people in the bedroom would notice.

Her eyes flashed with a hint of bloodthirsty light, Chu Qiao's appearance was projected in her coffee-colored pupils, her eyes were bloodshot, and the smile on the corner of her mouth was only hatred, she wanted to kill Chu Qiao with her own hands in front of Meng Yanchen's eyes,

Since he loves her so much, then she will make him unable to be with Chu Qiao for the rest of his life.

This punishment is the most painful for Meng Yanchen, he is in pain, it is good,

Zhang Xiaotong cautiously approached the bedroom little by little, the hatred in her heart made her ruthless, she would never believe his words again, there would be no words,

Her hand pushed the bedroom door open completely,

Chu Qiao turned her back to Zhang Xiaotong, she couldn't see any of Zhang Xiaotong's movements at all, she didn't even feel anything,

But, all this fell into Meng Yanchen's eyes,

Suddenly, Meng Yanchen's pupils constricted, and a trace of nervousness and gloom flashed,

Zhang Xiaotong's target was only Chu Qiao, and she threw herself towards Chu Qiao, and the fruit knife in her hand was also pointed at her.

"Chu Qiao, I must kill you today," the shrill voice was full of bloodlust and determination, if there was no Chu Qiao in this world, she might not have lived so painfully, since she couldn't get Meng Yanchen, Chu Qiao couldn't think of it,

"Be careful," Meng Yanchen didn't think about it in any way, just the instinctive reaction of his body,

He protected Chu Qiao's whole person in his arms, turned around slightly, used his back to face the direction of the knife, and, trying to roll to the side with Chu Qiao, dodging the knife, Chu Qiao heard the sound of the two talking, and just wanted to turn his head to see what was going on,

And the blood splattered......

The warm liquid was sprinkled on her body, hot and wet, but Chu Qiao didn't feel any pain in her body at all...... If he is not injured, then there is only one possibility for the result, it is Meng Yanchen who is injured.

Her hand touched his back, but she found that the place where her palm touched was a hot liquid.

When I took it back in front of me, I found that it was a bright red color, and the smell of blood filled the entire room in an instant.

"Yanchen, Yanchen, how are you, why are you," Chu Qiao subconsciously wanted to find something for Meng Yanchen to explode, she wanted to tear her clothes but couldn't tear them at all, she was so anxious that she had to pull the sheets beside her casually, crumpled them into a ball and held down Meng Yanchen's wounds,

"Chu Qiao, you're not injured, it's good if you're not injured," his face was slightly pale, but he still didn't forget to hold Chu Qiao in his arms, looking at Zhang Xiaotong vigilantly,

Zhang Xiaotong looked at the warm red on her hand, such a dazzling and dazzling color, it was unfamiliar, although she had betrayed her body and done some illegal things, but she had never really hurt anyone.

She was stunned for a moment, and glanced at Meng Yanchen and Chu Qiao fiercely: "Meng Yanchen, why did you rush out, why would you rather be injured yourself than Chu Qiao be injured, is he more important than your own life, is it worth it," she didn't understand, she wondered, what is more important than life, for a woman, he can sacrifice himself like this,

Chu Qiao's tears flowed, and she hurriedly pressed Meng Yanchen's wound, but she was also worried that if Zhang Xiaotong was stabbing at them, they would really be more than lucky.

Meng Yanchen endured the pain behind him, his eyes flashed with coldness: "I don't want to harm you...... All of you today, although it was not directly caused by me, but it was somewhat influenced by me, Zhang Xiaotong, don't be wrong, I can forgive you, and I can not blame the past, but if you really want to move Chu Qiao's cold hair again, I will never agree,"

Zhang Xiaotong smiled coldly, watching the blood behind Meng Yanchen gushing more and more: "It's really moving, I was wrong, even if I was wrong, I will continue to be wrong today," All this, she didn't have a choice at all, every time, it backfired, forcing her into a desperate situation,

Her eyes crossed a touch of cruelty, and her face became hideous,

Meng Yanchen tightly protected Chu Qiao in his arms, although his back hurt very much, he still didn't want Chu Qiao to be hurt in any way.

Zhang Xiaotong's knife was facing them, the knife flashed with cold light, and it was stained with Meng Yanchen's blood......

Chu Qiao turned around, opened his hand, and said to Zhang Xiaotong: "Zhang Xiaotong, I beg you...... You let Yanchen go, you kill me," Chu Qiao didn't have any choice, Meng Yanchen's blood seemed to be flowing more and more, he needed treatment,

And in order to protect her, he is still strong,

"I beg you...... Zhang Xiaotong, I beg you......" Tears couldn't stop falling, she was also afraid of death, but if the two of them could leave one person, she would always hope that it would be Meng Yanchen, not herself,

Zhang Xiaotong was stunned heavily, and didn't seem to understand how Chu Qiao could say such a thing,

"Chu Qiao, do you know what you're talking about," Meng Yanchen used his strength to pull Chu Qiao into his arms: "Die, I don't allow you to die, do you forget, what I told you just now, even if I die, I won't let you be hurt a little bit, I will do what I say,"

Chu Qiao didn't care about Meng Yanchen's words at all, she saw Zhang Xiaotong's expression loosen a little, as if she was thinking about what she said, as long as she died, Meng Yanchen could live, that was more important than anything else, in this life, she could love Meng Yanchen and be loved by him, she really felt very satisfied,

She didn't want to, he suffered a little more for himself,