Ximen Longting's eyes were deep and he didn't speak.

Soon after, Wilson knocked on the door with a bodyguard, and Jing Jiaren looked at the things that moved in, and her whole body stiffened.

A stove was brought to the bedside......

Jing Jiaren saw tongs in the stove and a metal object that was burned red.

Her memories couldn't help but be brought back to that island.

"Simon Dragon's Thunder! You're a psycho! What the hell are you going to do, you say! Jing Jiaren scolded angrily, "Can't you have a normal brain for a moment?" ”

Simon Longting waited for the bodyguards to withdraw before he began to take off his blazer.

Unbutton your shirt inside......

Jing Jiaren naturally knew what he was going to do.

"If you dare to mess around, I won't spare you!" She scolded loudly.

"Beauty, I also want you to give me back the pain I gave you." The fire in the stove was reflected in his face, and he smiled brightly, "Give it back to me, and my heart will be more balanced." ”

"The neurology hospital is not closed! When did you run out, get back to me! ”

Simon Longting had already taken off his shirt.

"Branded here." He pointed to a piece of tender meat on his chest.

That's where she had shot him.

"The closest place to the heart."

“……”

"Or, just on the heart?" He asked seriously, "What do you think, beautiful woman?" ”

"Get out of here—" Jing Jiaren pointed to the door and yelled frantically.

"You're not satisfied, so burn it on my forehead? What do you think? Since then, we have been a striking couple. ”

Jing Jiaren's shoulders trembled: "You really don't want to make trouble, I beg you." ”

"I'm not making trouble, I really want to give it back."

He took her hand and placed it on his heart.

Her palm Xiangxia was pressed against his heart......

"Here, it hurts." He tugged at the corners of his mouth.

“……”

"I don't know how to make this pain less in this way."

The corners of Jing Jiaren's mouth drooped, and she wanted to cry again.

"I forgive you, I will forget this scar, you don't want to brand."

"I have to."

"You're so self-righteous, so obstinate, you can't listen to anything—"

Simon Longting saw that it was almost burning, and the charcoal fire in the stove crackled, so he picked up the pliers and took out the rose ring.

Jing Jiaren rushed over and tried to stop her, but he only pushed her shoulder with one hand and separated her.

"Beauty, do you think anyone can stop me from what I want to do?"

“……”

"I wanted you to burn it on me with your own hands, it's the most perfect." He pulled his lips and smiled fiercely, "If you don't want to, I'll come by myself." ”

Jing Jiaren shook her head, she knew that she couldn't stop him, she had never stopped him from making any decisions.

For example, he loves her, he hates her.

His vigorous moths to the flames of love, his hysterical and desperate hatred. It's all him.

A reddish ring with a rose shape against the muzzle......

She used to shoot at him.

Z -

Simon Longting was decisive and merciless.

Jing Jiaren pinned her face vigorously and grabbed the sheet with both hands.

After a long time, her hoarse voice sounded:

"Simon Longting, how can you treat me so cruelly again and again?"

“……”

"You think I'll be happy if you have a scar too, do you?" Jing Jiaren shook her head, "This will only add a new wound to our scarred feelings." ”