Chapter 363 The Cold-Blooded Warlord's Drama Concubine 6
Li Qian's eyes were very light, exuding a mechanical light like an emotionless object, and just when Jiu Jiu thought that she would be strangled to death by Li Qian, Li Qian suddenly threw her to the ground. 1357924?6810ggggggggggd
Li Qian looked at Jiu Jiu condescendingly, his eyes were contemptuous and disdainful, as if he was looking at an object, and said, "What kind of thing are you, and you deserve to be liked by me." ”
Jiu Jiu's heart was suffocated, a sour emotion spread in his chest, his eyes overflowed uncontrollably with a little teardrop, his eyes looked at Li Qian sadly and stupidly, his eyes were as dazzling as dew in the morning sun.
Li Qian, who was about to leave, instantly retracted his steps when he received Jiujiu's hazy gaze, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart, it's really like.
When I saw her for the first time, I felt very similar, those eyes, big and round, misty and hazy, like his favorite Nanzhu when he was a child, it was similar enough when he didn't cry, but now it was stained with tears, it was exactly the same as that Nanzhu, even if she made a big mistake, he couldn't bear to blame.
Li Qian bent down and hugged Jiujiu, who was sitting on the ground, to the **, looked at Jiujiu's eyes with fascination, and his cold fingers gently crossed Jiujiu's cheeks, slowly crossed the top of his eyes, and gently pressed shallowly on his eyelids, feeling the warm and soft touch, his brows frowned dissatisfiedly, but after a while, his eyebrows stretched, and his face was calm and tranquil, as pure as a child.
But the terrible smell of blood on his body constantly impacted Jiujiu's sense of smell, making Jiujiu's body subconsciously want to tremble.
Li Qian gently rubbed Jiujiu's cheeks for a long time, until Jiujiu's neck was a little stiff, he moved his fingers away, and when he looked down at Jiujiu again, he had no indifference, and his eyes were gentle as if nothing had happened.
Li Qian lowered his head and kissed Jiujiu's eyes, and said softly, "I'll come back to you at night." ”
After Li Qian finished speaking, he raised his hand to tidy up his somewhat messy shirt, walked out, and thoughtfully and gently closed the door.
After Li Qian left, Jiu Jiu opened her eyes, she didn't practice martial arts now, but because of the gradual strengthening of her spirit, she still felt Li Qian's breathtaking aura, especially the moment when he pinched his neck just now, he really wanted to kill himself.
The strong murderous aura enveloped her like an indissolvable mist, and even after countless missions, Jiu Jiu was still scared into a cold sweat.
She's out of the enemy.
It's just that why those men in the past were so strategic, it seems that as long as they are a little **, they will like themselves, but Li Qian is not.
Looking down at the chain that suddenly appeared on his wrist, Jiujiu's brows couldn't help frowning, and he shook his arm, but he decided to wait for Jiuli to come back and ask again.
It's just that how can I attack Li Qian.
Li Qian's appearance is gentle, but on the inside he is cold and violent, he simply interprets his face like a flip book to the extreme, such a moody man, how can he make him like himself?
Jiujiu fell into deep thought.
Before nightfall, a strong wind hung outside, followed by a light and heavy rain, and silver lightning flashed from time to time in the sky, casting a terrifying color over the gloomy room.
Jiujiu stood by the window and looked at it, thinking that Li Qian would not come back and go to wash up and get ready to sleep, but who knew that she had just finished washing her face, and as soon as she looked up, she saw Li Qian standing upright in the house.
He was still wearing the same military uniform he had left in the morning, his cheeks were pale and almost bloodless because of the rain, his lips were pink and white without blood, and the dark green military uniform had changed into an almost inky color because it was stained with water, and the dripping water droplets continued to drip down the hem of his clothes, dripping the light-colored carpet into a dark puddle.
Jiujiu was taken aback by Li Qian, who suddenly appeared, and after reacting, he hurriedly picked up a towel to wipe Li Qian's hair, which was still dripping down.
"Dashuai, why didn't you have an umbrella." Jiujiu said while wiping Li Qian's hair.
Li Qian sneered as if he had heard a big joke, looked at Jiu Jiu with a ghostly look in his eyes, and after snorting coldly, he said, "Do you need an umbrella to kill people?" ”
Only then did Jiu Jiu find that the water droplets dripping from the hem of Li Qian's clothes were still faintly red, and when she smelled the faint smell of blood just now, she thought it was Li Qian's own smell, but then it was reversed, because Li Qian's clothes were stained with blood.
Receiving the consternation on Jiujiu's face, Li Qian smiled with satisfaction, raised his finger, and gently swiped Jiujiu's cheeks.
Li Qian didn't know how long the rain had been drenched outside, his fingers were cold as if there was no temperature, and when he crossed Jiujiu's cheeks, it was like a poisonous snake spitting out the core, which was indescribably terrifying.
Jiujiu's body tensed unconsciously.
Li Qian pinched Jiujiu's chin violently, his palm was tightly attached to Jiujiu's chin like an iron hoop, his eyes looked at Jiujiu coldly, and he said in a gloomy tone: "Are you afraid of me?" ”
Jiujiu's expression froze, and he forcibly resisted his body's reaction, and whispered, "I'm not afraid of you." ”
"Not afraid of me?" Li Qian laughed, as if he had heard some funny joke, and after laughing, he continued to look at Jiu Jiu with compassion: "Since you are not afraid of me, why are you trembling, um~"
After Li Qian finished speaking, his palm had subconsciously slipped on his waist, picked it up, and opened the insurance against Jiujiu's head.
Jiujiu's body trembled, raised his head and glanced at Li Qian timidly, and replied carefully: "Because, because I am a little uncomfortable,"
"Not comfortable?" Li Qian's light inky eyes swirled in his sockets, as if he was considering the meaning of Jiujiu's words, and only after a while did he speak: "Why don't you adapt, are you lying to me when you say you like me today?" Hmm~"
Jiujiu's body trembled, and he suddenly raised his hand to hold Li Qian's cold palm with almost no trace of temperature, looked into his eyes, and said sincerely: "I'm not lying, Da Shuai, Ruyan really likes Da Shuai." ”
"Like?" Li Qian looked at Jiujiu thoughtfully, and after a long time, he took away the insurance that had been insured, bent down and picked up Jiujiu and walked towards the **, saying as he walked: "Since you like me, then prove it to me, um~"
Li Qian's body is strong, and it was the first time that he was in Jiujiu last night, and today he was like a hungry wolf who couldn't be fed, turning Jiujiu over and over again.
Jiujiu's soul floated lightly above the room, watching Li Qian toss her body from night to early morning before letting her go.
Li Qian looked at Jiu Jiu, who had already fainted, and looked at the sky outside the window, and a trace of fatigue surged in his heart.