Chapter Twenty-Five: Spilled Blood Confesses the Lord

Jiang Donghuan covered his neck and looked at Zheng Xiujing in front of him in disbelief with fierce eyes and a hideous face. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Looking at his blood-stained palms, he took two steps back, his pupils dilated slightly.

If he hadn't felt something was wrong just now, his upper body leaned back slightly, and he was only afraid that his arteries and throats would have been cut off, and he would have suffocated from blood loss at this moment

Seeing that the other party was still standing, Zheng Xiujing, who realized that she had made a mistake, frowned, and rushed forward.

"Die! You're a scumbag!! ”

Zheng Xiujing screamed, but the sudden tearing sensation from under her body caused her body to stumble uncontrollably, lose her balance and fall to the ground.

But before her body touched the ground, she felt that her arm was grabbed and pulled, and she rose into the air, and then there was a sharp pain in her wrist, and she couldn't help but fall to the ground with a soft blade in her hand.

Finished...

It's all over...

Zheng Xiujing knew that everything for herself had come to an end from this moment on.

didn't succeed in killing Lin Shixun, and was caught by the other party himself, what future does she have?

She not only hurt herself but also her sister, presumably Lin Shixun, who was annoyed and angry, would definitely try his best to take revenge on himself and others.

At this moment she thought of death...

Maybe if you die, you won't have so much trouble and pain...

Zheng Xiujing didn't want to care about anything else, her eyes became empty and empty, ignoring all external reactions, and her mind was blank.

Jiang Donghuan looked at Zheng Xiujing, who was lying on the sofa like a broken doll without reacting, and the anger in his heart gradually subsided, and he reached out and tore his shirt into strips to deal with his wounds.

Although the wound is not very deep, it is not shallow, and the red blood is constantly seeping out, and it is only a little better after Jiang Donghuan has an emergency hemostasis, if it is not because of the messy condition of the two, it is the best choice to go to the hospital for suturing at this time.

For the scene in front of him, he didn't know what to do for a while, he really didn't expect Zheng Xiujing to do this with the mentality of dying with Lin Shixun.

This made him feel so heartbroken that he knew the truth, and how remorseful he was for his excessive behavior just now.

What an idiot yourself! Why so impulsive! Why didn't you put yourself in Zheng Xiujing's shoes and think about it more.

Jiang Donghuan couldn't wait to slap himself hard, looking at Zheng Xiujing, who had no reaction, he hugged the other party in his arms in distress.

But no matter how much he called the other party, there was still no response, and his eyes were empty.

Jiang Donghuan, who really couldn't help it, kept patting her face with his hand and shaking her shoulders, but the other party still didn't respond.

"Yikes! Zheng Xiujing! Listen to me! Listen to me! ”

Jiang Donghuan couldn't hide his identity anymore, and called in her ear with Jiang Donghuan's original voice.

As if because of the familiar voice, her pupils twitched slightly.

Seeing that she finally reacted, Jiang Donghuan breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, hurriedly held her tightly in his arms and said, "Don't you recognize who I am?" ”

He held Zheng Xiujing's hand and touched his body and said, "Look, here, here, and here, aren't you clear where there is a scar on my body?" It turns out that you still love to touch and play, and you know that I feel numb, but you still press it naughtily..."

Zheng Xiujing's eyes gradually came back to her senses, looking at the other party looking at herself with an anxious and concerned face, listening to the other party's familiar voice, and feeling the familiar touch coming from her fingertips...

Zheng Xiujing raised her head slowly, her pale lips kept trembling and opened gently.

"You... Be... Dong Hwan oppa...? ”

Jiang Donghuan saw that she was finally willing to speak, and nodded happily: "That's right, it's me, I'm not Lin Shixun, I'm Jiang Donghuan!" ”

The corners of Zheng Xiujing's mouth trembled, and she looked at Jiang Donghuan and said, "So you've been lying to me all along?" ”

A trace of distress flashed in Jiang Donghuan's eyes and said, "I can't help it, I have to disguise myself..."

"I... Didn't betray you? ”

"Don't worry, you've always been mine."

"I... Almost killed you? ”

"Am I all right?"

The corners of Zheng Xiujing's mouth slowly rose, and finally showed a smile and said, "That... What a blessing..."

As soon as she finished speaking, her eyes rolled and her head tilted and she fainted.

Jiang Donghuan was taken aback, and hurriedly pulled her back into his arms, looked at Zheng Xiujing, who had fainted due to excessive stimulation, and sighed deeply.

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When Zheng Xiujing woke up, she felt that she was being held in her arms, and suddenly struggled violently on all fours.

"Hey! It's me, relax, relax..."

Zheng Xiujing turned a deaf ear, flipped and scuffled frantically, and did not stop until she was slightly exhausted, she suddenly noticed the face that appeared in front of her, and subconsciously turned over and rode on the other party, and suddenly stretched out her hand to choke his neck and shouted.

"You go die!!"

Zheng Xiujing's hands tightened more and more, but she suddenly found that the other party did not resist, and her movements were obviously getting weaker and weaker, just staring at her lightly.

Zheng Xiujing, who was a little uncertain, suddenly trembled after seeing the other party roll her eyes slightly, as if she remembered something, and let go of her hands like lightning and fell back and sat down.

After breathing smoothly, Jiang Donghuan hurriedly coughed violently, but was pressed by Zheng Xiujing's buttocks, and almost lost his breath again, and said helplessly while coughing.

"My aunt, you really want to strangle me."

Zheng Xiujing looked at the face in front of her that she hated so much, spit out a voice that haunted her soul, and said tremblingly: "Am I really not dreaming? ”

"Hmm..."Jiang Donghuan gently stretched out his hand to hold Zheng Xiujing's cold hand and said, "You are not dreaming, it is really me, Jiang Donghuan who is fake." ”

Zheng Xiujing's lower lip suddenly trembled violently, and she pursed her lips tightly, but the bean-sized tears still fell like rain and fell on Jiang Donghuan's chest and shattered into pieces.

Looking at Zheng Xiujing, who fell into his arms and sobbed silently, he had to hug the other party tightly and constantly stroke each other's hair to comfort him.

It wasn't until a long time later that Jiang Donghuan saw that the person in his arms had stopped moving and was silent for a long time, and when he was feeling strange, suddenly two fiery lips blocked his mouth.

Feeling Zheng Xiujing's hunger and thirst for continuous demand, Jiang Donghuan responded enthusiastically as it should be, and the two suddenly rolled into a ball.

Feeling the familiar filling sensation in her body, Zheng Xiujing bit on his shoulder violently, thinking silently in her heart.

Sure enough, it's you...

Why didn't I recognize you sooner... (To be continued.) )