Jiang Ci was speechless for a while, and the strength in his hand loosened a little.

Chu Jiaojiao took advantage of this gap to pull back her arm and continued to verbal crit, "You are nothing." Jiang Ci, you are not who I am, what I want to do, how much makeup I wear, and where I go has nothing to do with you. ”

The four words "have nothing to do with you" are simple and neat, but they are like a knife poking directly at Jiang Ci's heart.

How could he suddenly have such feelings for this woman.

At the beginning, when he learned that she was deliberately looking for someone to approach Sister Leshuang, he obviously wanted to kill her, but when he really saw her lying on the hospital bed, he began to soften his heart again.

The pale lips and the blood oozing from his forehead wrapped in gauze, as well as the legs that were difficult to bend, made him unable to do anything.

He just let go of the cruel words and left, not carrying out his usual ruthless revenge, thinking that he would wait for her to get better.

What's the use of killing someone and waiting for someone else to recover? He did change.

Chu Jiaojiao always knew that Jiang Ci was like a sword hanging in her heart, which could give her a fatal blow anytime and anywhere, but the key was not knowing when he would make a move, and everything would become complicated.

He is good at stretching the battle line, turning all the uneasy torment into a long one, waiting for the announcement as if he is about to be sentenced to life imprisonment, but when it really comes, he retracts the line and tells her that he can't wait for her life sentence, and wants to kill her immediately.

She hated the way he looked, and she didn't like him to look at herself as if he was looking at someone else.

"Jiang Ci, can't we just expose it? If you don't come to trouble me, I won't appear in front of Sister Le Shuang, let's get together and disperse, as if we hadn't met in the prosperous era of the dynasty before. ”

The origin of everything lies in the secret of the prosperous era of the dynasty, Chu Jiaojiao hopes that she did not push open the box door and walk in at that time, so that she will not meet the moody Jiang Ci.

Jiang Ci listened to the woman's words, and couldn't find half a word to refute for a while, but the reason that had been suppressed quickly cracked at this moment.

He grabbed Chu Jiaojiao's hand again, and said in a low voice, "No, you should never want to reveal it, as long as I don't shout to stop, the game will never end." ”

"Jiang Ci, didn't anyone tell you that you were sick?" Chu Jiaojiao looked at him with some pity, I am afraid that everyone knows that he is sick, only he does not know.

"Chu Jiaojiao, what did you say?"

"I said you were sick, and it wasn't light." Chu Jiaojiao replied, her delicate little face was flushed with a leisurely and natural smile, her other hand was playing with her long hair, her drooping eyelids moved, and her lazy tone was raised, "Your threat to me, your love for Sister Le Shuang, in fact, all stem from your illness." ”

The man who was originally emotionally aroused suddenly returned to his calmness.

He looked at her lightly, his gaze returned to her face, and she smiled differently than usual, and when she looked at others, it was not a smile at all.

"Really?"

"Yes, so you should go to the doctor and don't come to harm me." After Chu Jiaojiao said this, her heart beat like a drum, whether she is relieved or continues to be threatened depends on this time.

"Host, don't provoke the source of danger anymore, it's dangerous for you to do this." The system kept shouting in her head, trying to stop Chu Jiaojiao.