Tang Lele narrowed his gaze and stood quietly.

Qian Susu inexplicably felt that the atmosphere was unusually embarrassing, and tried to say something to relieve the atmosphere, but she saw that the sleeves at her wrists were already red, and hurriedly said, "Sister-in-law, why don't you bandage your hand when it is injured?" ”

It was the wound she had left from the overexertion of the handcuffs.

Tang Lele lowered her head after realizing it, and sure enough, she saw that the sleeves of her shirt were stained red with blood, it seemed that there was a lot of blood, why didn't she feel pain?

Zhan Moqian lowered her head, her eyes were shocked, how much strength did she use to dye her sleeves red? raised his hand and picked her up, and coldly ordered Qian Susu, "Go get the medicine box." ”

Tang Lele was held in his arms, her pale eyebrows floated with a smile without temperature, she was injured in her hand and not in her leg, he even had to hold her when she walked.

What's more, this little wound, this little blood, is really ...... It's insignificant.

On the sofa in the living room, Ye Qiu watched his son stride in with a woman in his hand, handsome and indifferent and tight, his eyes dark and deep.

Tang Lele, at a glance at the smile on the girl's bloodless face, wisps of coolness oozed from the bottom of her heart.

Qian Susu could only obediently find the medicine box and put it on the coffee table, and glanced at Ye Qiu uneasily, but Ye Qiu did not speak.

Whether it was Zhan Moqian or Tang Lele, neither of them had said a word between them, not even eye contact.

The man carefully lifted Tang Lele's sleeves, his white wrists were blurred with flesh and blood, and Sen Sen's white bones could even be seen in the strictest place.

He couldn't move for ten seconds.

"Tang Lele," he called her name in a low voice, his voice hoarse, "Does it hurt?" ”

Since she was a child, she was shocked when she was injured a little, and she had to hold back a few tears, for fear that people all over the world would not know that she would hurt if she was injured.

Tang Lele said softly, "It hurts." ”

She was talking about pain, but she didn't feel any pain on her face, and her dark eyes were too quiet and motionless.

Zhan Moqian gave her medicine without saying a word, her hands were cold and unpresentable.

Disinfected with alcohol, medicated, and then carefully bandaged with a white bandage, Qian Susu watched from the side, although there was no superfluous look on the man's face, but the distress and tenderness under the eyes had nowhere to hide.

Of course, he didn't think about hiding it.

After taking the medicine, Qian Susu rushed to help cover the medicine box, and Zhan Moqian didn't care about her, so he stood up and leaned over to stare at her face.

Her side face was quiet, cold and alienated, as if the person who was close at hand had arrived in another world, and the ghost made a god, and he subconsciously wanted to touch her face.

Tang Lele raised his eyes to look at him, and the man's hand froze in place.

She smiled slightly, "Zhan Shao, isn't my brother dead yet?" So you're going to arrest me and put me under house arrest again? Oh, but you put me in your house, and don't you worry that your colleagues will talk about you behind your back? Her gaze drifted over Ye Qiu and Qian Susu's bodies, and her smile was misty, "You're not worried about me, will you take the opportunity to kill your mother and your sister?" ”

There was no murderous intent in her voice, but Qian Susu felt an inexplicable chill down her spine.

Ye Qiu's light voice finally sounded, "Mo Qian, why did you bring her back, she was hit and traumatized, you should take her to the hospital to see a psychiatrist." ”

Zhan Moqian ignored her words, but his fingers didn't fall on her face after all, he just said gently, "You're tired, go to bed first, and I'll carry you up." ”

Tang Lele still didn't struggle to let him hold it, his chin rested on the man's shoulder, Ye Qiu frowned quietly, and unintentionally raised his head, but bumped into Tang Lele's eyes looking at her.

With a cold smile, like thorns wrapping around her body, Ye Qiuteng stood up immediately, "Mo Qian," her words and actions were completely subconscious, "Let Tang Lele leave the Zhan family." ”

Zhan Moqian didn't even look back, his indifferent voice had no room for negotiation at all, "Impossible." ”

Tang Lele leaned on the man's shoulder and smiled when he looked at Ye Qiu.

Are people with depression more psychologically fragile? She thought that she had killed a human life and lived well, and she was so weak when she was old enough to play such a trick.

In the bedroom on the second floor, Tang Lele was rested on the bed.

Then she was held in the arms of the man hard, he was really hard, and she had the illusion that she was going to be integrated into her blood and bones.

"My brother is dead, isn't he?" She asked, her tone uninhibited.

In the bedroom, you can hear the dead silence of breathing.

Tang Lele smiled, "You've done everything, you don't even dare to say it, Zhan Moqian, when did you become so cowardly." ”

His grip on her arm finally let go a little, and she heard his hoarse and emotionless voice reach her ears, "He was shot and fell into the sea." If it weren't for the fingers he was holding her arm too hard, "The sea is full of reefs underneath, you know." ”

She knew, of course she knew, and she saw it.

"Zhan Moqian," she smiled lightly, "I really can't die when I meet you in this life." ”

The man's half-kneeling body on the side of the bed shook in vain, his indifferent face became gloomy, his fingers clasped her chin, and a cold voice overflowed from his lips, "Tang Lele, take back your dead word." ”

When she was on the cliff by the sea, he had the illusion that she would jump in front of his eyes at any moment, and no one knew how much his heart was beating at that time, if it weren't for Anbai next to her......

She didn't speak, and his body was getting closer and closer to her, "Tang Lele, death, don't even think about it, I said, even if you die, my name will only be engraved on the tombstone, and you will be my person for the rest of your life." ”

The man's dark aura enveloped her breathing, like a huge black wing, fanning the biting cold wind, Tang Lele laughed hard, as if he said what a funny joke, "Don't worry, I'm so dignified and won't die." ”

Die? When the sea breeze blew on her body and her bones hurt, she did think about it, because it hurt so much that she couldn't find any other way to get rid of it than to die like this.

Now she thought that if the person she hated hurt more than her, she wouldn't be so painful.

Zhan Moqian hugged her again, she was too cold, her eyes were cold, her voice was cold, even her body seemed to be fished out of cold water, he couldn't help it, he just wanted to hold her.

Tang Lele was indifferent, not like before, when he struggled in his arms as soon as he hugged him, Zhan Moqian felt that the opening in his heart was leaking, and he lowered his head and imprinted his lips on her face, tossing and turning finely and densely.

"Zhan Moqian," Tang Lele finally couldn't help it, and pushed his chest hard with her still bandaged hand, "Don't disgust me here." ”

It had taken a lot of effort for her to endure him and hug her, and now that he kissed her, her whole body trembled terribly.

Zhan Moqian's movements froze, and a string in his brain was broken.

He lowered his head to find her lips, and then kissed her hard, the fierce appearance was like a hungry wolf, he didn't care about the reaction of the woman in his arms, just almost instinctively plundered, his mind was empty, so empty that only the person in front of him could fill it slightly.

Even if he knew better than anyone else, he would never be able to fill it.

Tang Lele's reaction was great, she desperately dodged the man's kiss and breath, such a taste and touch was more uncomfortable for her than death, touching the things hidden on her body, she just wanted more, and she couldn't bear the aggression she had been used to in the past.

The sharp, chilling dagger stabbed indiscriminately in a certain direction, and the man's eyes were dazzled by the reflection of the blade, and he was stunned for a second before he reacted to snatch her knife, and then it was too late, and the blade sank straight into his shoulder.

Blood quickly soaked the clothes.

Tang Lele gasped and dodged, his little face was as pale as paper, and he quickly took a few steps back, the only action was to dodge, not letting him touch her.

Zhan Moqian looked at her face, his heart was dripping with clarity, he knew that she hated him, he also knew that she was patient, he knew even better, the stab just now, she was not even to avenge Tang Mufan, she couldn't bear her closeness and touch.

He began to understand the two words he had answered when he asked her if she was in pain on the couch.

It hurts.

She didn't hurt her wrist, just as he didn't hurt a knife wound in her shoulder.

It was all heartache, and the lack of flesh and blood was enough to tear the heart and lungs.

He knows, he actually knows.

Tang Lele's hand holding the dagger refused to let go, Zhan Moqian's eyes were panicked, and he said slowly in a hoarse voice, "Give me the knife, you will hurt yourself." ”

Her feelings are too unstable, and she will hurt herself.

The tip of the knife was still dripping blood, Tang Lele kept retreating, maintaining a distance from him, her hands were trembling, fine and dense trembling, not obvious, but it couldn't be controlled.

She looked at him warily, her breathing struggling.

Zhan Moqian didn't dare to get close to her anymore, so he could only lower his voice and say slowly, "Put the knife down, I won't touch you," he looked at her pale and frightened face, and said hoarsely again, "Lele, I promise you, I will definitely not touch you, as long as you put down the knife." ”

Tang Lele thought he was very funny, this knife was taken from Xiaobai's car, she just used it to defend herself, and he looked like she would use it to maim herself or commit suicide.

She wouldn't, how could she.

He was bleeding badly from his shoulder, but he didn't seem to realize it, and his eyes were just fixed on her.

It wasn't until he pushed to the other side of the bed, away from his breath, and couldn't feel the pressure on his body, that Tang Lele's nerves slowly relaxed, and his hands were no longer so trembling.

She said coldly, "You can get out." ”

Zhan Moqian just looked at her and didn't move.

Tang Lele laughed mockingly, "I'm here, you don't have to worry about me running away, no, don't worry, I won't run." ”

Where did she go? They're all here.