Almost half of his life was scared away.

Han Qingqing stood up, she also put on makeup, her long hair was pulled up, and she was also charming and moving, "Brother Xiao, I'm Qingqing." ”

“……”

Luo Xiao's eyes widened, and the whole person fell into disbelief, his back was against the door, and he didn't even have the courage to move, the first time in his life he was so scared, "You ......"

"What am I?" Han Qingqing walked towards him slowly, she tore off the phoenix crown on her head, and the pearl scattered to the ground with a loud bang, "You want to ask why I'm not dead yet, right?"

Luo Xiao choked in his throat, he was so frightened that he couldn't speak, he always thought that Han Qingqing was dead, and if he took that injection of medicine, even if she didn't inject Valium, she would never have survived until now.

How could it be......

Han Qingqing walked up to him.

Luo Xiao's eyes were about to fall out, his shoulders trembled violently, and his handsome face was extremely white, Mo Nanjue guessed correctly, a person you thought was dead, can actually stand in front of you alive, and also be your bride, how does it feel?

Luo Xiao couldn't describe it, even the sound of his breathing became heavy, as if he was in a dream, and the figure of the woman in his eyes was infinitely magnified.

Han Qingqing stood on tiptoe, she leaned her face in front of him, and reached out to wrap her arms around his neck, "Brother Xiao, do you see clearly? I'm Qingqing." ”

“……”

Luo Xiao only felt cold, as if a pair of big hands were pulling, and he didn't even have the courage to move.

Han Qingqing brought her lips to his thin lips, "Brother Xiao, didn't you say you were going to touch me once, why didn't you come?"

“……”

He reached out to push her, but Han Qingqing grabbed his hand and pressed it on his chest, "Don't you touch it?"

"Go away!"

Luo Xiao's eyes were gloomy, and after being stunned for a long time, he finally eased up, and he held Han Qingqing's wrist with his backhand, "Where is Xiao Ran?!"

"Do you still have time to care about her?"

Han Qingqing sneered, reached out and grabbed his collar, Luo Xiao wanted to hold her down, but found that he had no strength at all.

It was then that he realized that there might be something wrong with the glass.

But it was too late, Han Qingqing pressed him on the marriage bed, the rose petals were crushed under him, and the red juice soaked into his heart.

Han Qingqing took out the rope hidden in advance from the hem of her clothes.

She crawled up to him, pulled Luo Xiao's hands up, and tied them to the head of the bed.

Luo Xiao's eyebrows were cold when he saw this, "Stop!"

Han Qingqing's movements in her hand didn't stop, she looked down at him, "When you injected me with poison, did you think about stopping?"

A sentence blocked him.

Luo Xiao was weak, knowing that she must have come to take revenge, he gritted his teeth, "Han Qingqing, what are you going to do? Where did you get Xiao Ran?"

"Do you finally recognize me?" Han Qingqing tied his hands, and then got out of bed and stood on the side, "Xiao Ran? Xiao Ran is eighty percent in Mo Nanjue's arms at this time, the woman you are thinking about in your heart has no you at all, and she is still your bride, I think she is almost the same as your burial person!"

Luo Xiao was gradually losing the strength to clench his fists, and his eyes burst out with strong hatred, "Mo Nanjue asked you to come?"

"Do you still have the strength to manage others?" Han Qingqing didn't know the specific situation, she bent down and reached out to pat his face, "Today is your wedding day, I will give you a big gift." ”