451 Peace with Him! (1 more)
In a daze, Feng Wuwu was like a lonely boat on the vast smoke wave, dazed and helpless.
"Baili Wang Ba, you are plotting master!"
She choked on several mouthfuls of cold water in a row, and her wet head had just come out of the water, but she was poured a scoop of cold water on the head of Baili Heze who was holding a water scoop.
"Ahemβ"
Feng Wuwu shrank coldly, and his hands tightly grasped Baili Heze's arm, as if he regarded it as a life-saving straw.
Baili Heze glanced faintly at her slender hands with white joints, felt the fear in her heart, and suddenly gave birth to a sense of satisfaction that was needed.
"What, you want to take a bath with this seat?"
"Don't take a bath with Wang Ba."
"Don't worry, what do you have to do so that you are willing to give this seat a chance to start over?"
Baili Heze suddenly stretched out his hand and pressed Feng Wuwu's head to the bottom of the water.
Feng Wuwu closed his eyes tightly and struggled in the water with his hands dancing.
The feeling of suffocation came along with the bone-chilling cold water pouring into her nasal passages, and in just a few moments, she used all the strength of her body.
Baili Heze stared at the water surface with a slight ripple of foam, he realized that Feng Wuwu couldn't hold out for too long, Tete let go of his hand, and said in a deep voice, "If you want to live, you will agree to this seat and reconcile with the regent." β
Feng Wuwu didn't hear what Baili Heze said, she clasped her hands on her knees and curled up helplessly under the water.
The walls of the barrel were pitch black, and the rippling cold water was filled with the smell of death.
I don't know how long it took, but the darkness in front of her seemed to have been cut by a thunderbolt, revealing a bright white curtain.
The curtain slowly opened, and a meandering stream came into view.
In the stream, the weeping baby was controlled by a slender hand, and its small body was soaked in the cold water of the stream, shivering.
Feng Wuwu could feel the helplessness of the baby, and she could also feel the drowning pain of her chest cavity almost bursting.
Despair, devouring her in a moment.
This nightmare is all too familiar to her.
She had dreamed of it countless times before she crossed over.
It's just that this nightmare is slightly different from countless times before.
This time, she finally saw the assailant's face clearly.
What surprised her deeply was that the owner of that slender hand was Qiu Rushui!
Could it be that her crossing was not an accident, but a providence in the dark?
At this moment, Baili Heze finally discovered Feng Wuwu's strange appearance.
He hurriedly fished her out of the water and slapped her pale face anxiously, "Don't die. β
Baili Heze lowered his eyes and looked at Feng Wuwu, who was leaning on his arms wiltingly, and regretted it to the extreme.
He never wanted to hurt her.
He just thought of the candle night in the cave room dyed by Feng Wuwu and Jun Mo, and was carried away by jealousy.
He subconsciously wanted to wash her body away from the dirt.
But in fact, he never felt that she was unclean.
"Please, don't die."
Baili Heze remembered the sister who died in front of him in the palace of Nanqiang Wang, and cried bitterly.
Feng Wuwu slowly came back to her senses, she glanced coldly at the almost crazy Baili Heze, and with all her strength, she threw Baili Heze into the bath with a neat over-the-shoulder fall.
"Toss master, can you still move yourself to cry? Are you a pervert? β
Feng Wuwu slammed Baili Heze's head into the bottom of the water, and said indignantly, "Do you think that if you can't fight back, the master will be able to look at you differently?" β
"It's fine if you're okay."
Baili Heze curled the corners of his lips in relief, and Feng Wuwu beat him violently.
However, when his dark eyes touched the mottled blood stains on the hem of Feng Wuwu's clothes, his anger suddenly appeared, "When was you injured?" β
Feng Wuwu realized it later.
She glanced down at the mottled blood stains on her dark blue robe, and then realized that the wound was torn again.
Baili Heze's eyes deepened, and he had already guessed how she hurt herself, and her mood suddenly fell.
"Why did you betray this seat? Have you ever thought that if the Lord Regent really cares about you, how can he care about your body? In this world, only this seat treats you sincerely. β
"Do you have a heart?"
"How could it not? It's just that you don't give it a damn. β
Baili Heze couldn't wait to take out his heart and give it to Feng Wuwu.
Unfortunately, she didn't.
Feng Wuwu saw that the anger in Baili Heze's eyes was gradually receding, and after pouring two scoops of cold water on his head, he limped out of the hospital.
She wanted to kill him as soon as possible.
It's just that Baili Heze is moody and very difficult to deal with.
He can not only devote himself to playing the role of a submissive little white flower, but also go berserk in an instant, turning into a bloodthirsty Shura who kills people without blinking and eats people without spitting out bones.
As soon as Feng Wuwu pushed open the door, Yu Yinyang, who was originally lying on the door eavesdropping on the movement in the house, couldn't dodge, and almost fell to the ground and almost fell into the mud.
"Stinky girl! Are you ready to scare the old man to death? β
Yu Yin and Yang rubbed his aching buttocks and said angrily.
When Feng Wuwu heard this, he became angry, "Do you know that the master was almost tossed to death by Baili Heze?" You're good, just hide outside the door and watch a good show! β
Yu Yin Yang sneered, "You don't live well?" β
"You bad old man!"
Feng Wuwu glared at him angrily, gritting his teeth.
(End of chapter)