Chapter Ninety-Four

Chen Shu wanted to help her distressedly, but the girl in front of her waved her hand in refusal and stared at him intently, "What should I do now?" Can you sue me? โ€

The words trembled softly, shaking out mourning and desolation. Without waiting for Chen Shu to answer, she swept her eyes over Jian Yi, who was no longer in the corner, and finally couldn't bear it anymore, her voice was almost crazy, "Go find Fujita Shoji!" Go find that damn Shoji Fujita! โ€

Her tail trembled violently, but the force of her exhalation was very heavy, she didn't know where the great anger in her heart came from, but the strong hatred and anger burned her thoughts, and the tugging and spasms in her heart clearly reminded her that there was something beating in her chest. Bright red, fiery. It was the man in the corner who left her love.

"I'm going to find Shoji Fujita!"

She staggered down one marble staircase after another, but sat down weakly on one of the steps, buried her face in the palms of her hands, and finally broke down and cried.

Chen Shu stood behind her, looking at her out-of-control appearance, and his outstretched hands stopped in mid-air in embarrassment.

He pursed his lips, jealous and panicked inside.

Hua Ting's delicate shoulders trembled violently, curled up overwhelmed, her chest rose and fell so that she was almost out of breath, she could only sob, the soreness rolled from breath to her nose, and then from the beads of tears, she covered her mouth with trembling hands, and hurriedly wiped her uncontrollable eyes, her hair was covered with raging tears, and the makeup of her lipstick, eyeliner and eyebrow pencil spent, cut her heroic face into a mess. The wolf bรจi is extremely embarrassing, extremely embarrassing.

Her cry was hoarse and desperate, like a young eagle hitting a wall.

She suddenly thought of what she would be like after losing Jian Yi.

The long-lost panic, loneliness, and loss rushed in and began to torture her fragile heart.

She suddenly understood that the darkness and darkness were not terrible, but the light at first sight.

Cliff climbing is not terrible, what is terrible is that the warm palm makes her addicted and obsessed day after day.

If there is you, it is a peach blossom land in spring, and I can enjoy the flowers cleanly. If there is no you, it is the realm of white bones and forests, and I can still meet the gods and kill the gods and laugh. But if purgatory suddenly turns into a human world, how should one face his hideous fangs and fresh mottled bloodstains on his head?

Jane, I finally found out that I was in love with you.

Hua Ting wiped away her tears and stood up from the steps, although her vision was not clear, she still recognized the face in front of her that was almost distorted by anger, it was Shi Yinai.

"How can you let him be so nonsense?!" Shi Yinai's affection was not calmer than Hua Ting, but after spitting out this sentence, she took a deep breath and tried to try to calm her feelings, "Mr. Fujita's people are waiting for you at the gate, he said ......" The words paused at this point, and his eyes swept behind her, "If you want to get the antidote, go to him." โ€

"I know." The tears on Hua Ting's face were still shaking, and she tugged at the corners of her mouth and whispered, "I'll go find him!" โ€

The stairs are very short, but there are fourteen or fifteen steps, Hua Ting stands in the corridor and holds on to the handrail, stepping down every step, as if he has been suddenly drained of strength, and he is about to fall down when his feet are weak......

Chen Shu reached out and held her arm steadily.

She held the armrest with one hand, and she was about to jump out, and she held Chen Shu's wet palm with her backhand, and the warmth of the tentacles made her frightened the chill all over her body, and finally trembled after realizing it.

Only now did I realize that what I was greedy for had always been the temperature between Jian Yi's palms, which was scorching.

"Are you sure you want to go?" Chen Shu's hand exerted force on her arm, with layers of obstruction.

Hua Ting turned his head, his eyes were cold and firm that he had never seen before, "I must go!" โ€

*****

When she stepped into the three-story Yueyang villa of Shoji Fujita, she finally came to her senses with belated vigilance.

In the empty living room, Fujita Shoji sat casually in front of a white grand piano in a dark blue embroidered nightgown, the floor-to-ceiling windows did not draw the curtains, and the lacquered black piano body sprinkled half of the shallow moonlight, and an ethereal sound poured out from the hands of the knots.

"Where's the antidote?" The harsh voice seemed to be squeezed out of the teeth.

"Don't worry," Shoji Fujita's voice was lazy and proud, and he was laughing, "Don't worry, he can't die." โ€

"Where's the antidote?" She stood in the open field five meters away from him, her face contorted as if she could speak, "Give me the antidote!" โ€

"Don't worry," his fingertips tapped heavily on a syllable, "Do you still like the tune?" โ€

He played a song "Moonlight", several continuous adagios, half low, half forbearing.

Wrapped in a nightgown, he kept his hands off the piano keys, and a pair of elite eyes were biased to Hua Ting's haggard face.

She seems to have just cried, with a deep sadness between her eyebrows and eyes, and the sound of the piano, the moonlight outside the window seems to have life, flowing in her hair, between her eyebrows, it is so beautiful that it is not like the world!

"Where's the antidote?" She repeated it again in a low voice.

Fujita's movements slowed down, his tail finger slammed into the last note, and the cloud-like notes echoed in the quiet hall, slowly falling silent.

Fujita closed the lid heavily, stood up, and stepped up the marble staircase to the side.

Seeing that Hua Ting behind him did not follow, he turned around, his fingers gripping the railing of the cloister hard, and a pair of eyes fixed on the person in the hall.

Hanating raised his head and looked at Shoji Fujita on the stairs, "As long as I go up with you," the voice was transparent and rational, "You can get the antidote, right?" โ€

Such a light sentence made Fujita Shoji's pair of perverted wolf eyes squint slightly, and his dark brown pupils gradually deepened in the night, only the figure in white clothes like snow was printed.

He stood upstairs and stretched out his hand to her, palm up, fingertips slightly curled, and his low and hoarse voice became clearer and clearer in the night: "That's right, you come up, and I'll give it to you." โ€

She knew what that meant, but without hesitation, she replied, "Good! He stepped lightly on the carpeted stairs and watched as Shoji Fujita walked up step by step, his fingertips resting on the wooden handrails, and he drew long lines on them very lightly. obviously walked so elegantly and beautifully, but there was a sense of powerlessness in my heart.

She walked up to Shoji Fujita and had a pair of eyes that seemed to be smiling.

Shoji Fujita reached out and stroked a bare collarbone at the collar of her shirt, and taught her to erect the cold hairs on her entire back.

He squinted at her, then took her hand and led her into the room.

As soon as he closed the door, Shoji Fujita couldn't wait to clasp one hand around her waist and pull her closer to less than a millimeter away from him, feeling her wet breath and a pair of wet and dry palms.

Hua Ting's hair stood on end, but his eyes were as calm as deathly, "Give me the antidote." โ€

"Miss Bai is always in such a hurry." With a slight force on the hand that was clasped around her waist, Shoji Fujita led her to the side of the bed with his own pace, "I will never lie to Miss Haku." โ€

The real nausea almost made her vomit on the spot.

"The antidote is here." Fujita Shoji freed up one hand to unbutton the collar of her shirt, looking at her thin lips and annoyed brows, an unprecedented pleasure arose in his heart, this kind of conquest taught him to be so happy.

When the button was unfastened to the third one, a faint spring light could already be seen inside, but Hua Ting suddenly stretched out his hand and held it the thin left hand, forcing him to stop his hand movements.

"Show me the antidote first."

"Miss Bai thinks I'm lying to you?" Fujita Shoji subconsciously rolled his Adam's apple twice, and his eyes were strong.

"Mr. Fujita doesn't need to be in such a hurry, let me see the antidote first," a pair of eyes as light as stagnant water suddenly dyed a little smile, "Next...... That's what I heard from Mr. Fujita. โ€

The more beautiful her gentle voice became, the more her heart fluttered.

"Miss Bai wants to see it, of course I won't refuse."

One of Fujita's hands did not leave Hua Ting's waist and abdomen, and the other hand was gently lifted and opened the cabinet door drawer on the side.

Hua Ting looked up vigilantly, and the drawers were full of large and small silver-white needles, about a dozen of them, glowing green under the dim night light.

"There are only so many antidotes at the moment," Shoji Fujita closed the drawer with his backhand, "But one dose is enough, I'll ...... later" re-touched the neckline of Hua Ting's shirt with his free palm, "I'll let Miss Bai take one away, you see, how about it?" โ€

Hua Ting bit her lower lip hard.

A face that appeared in front of him was so painful that Jian Yi was distorted and even almost crazy.

Several struggles.

She nodded vigorously. (To be continued.) )