"What do you mean?"

Yang Jinxin had a white face, looking at the triumphant smile of the woman in front of her, she felt that there was some panic spreading.

"Isn't that obvious?" Rong Yue chuckled, as if unintentionally, pulled the long hair hanging on her chest behind her shoulders, revealing a large area of white chest, and the red marks on it stinged Yang Jinxin's eyes.

Yang Jinxin only felt a "boom", a flower in front of him, retreated a few steps in a row, and bumped into the person standing in the living room, and was pushed away in disgust, and fell to the ground unsteadily.

Rong Yue slowly approached, looking down at her condescendingly and contemptuously, "You should be damned, I have been cooking rice with Donglai, from today onwards, he is mine, completely mine!" ”

Yang Jinxin gasped, shook her head in a daze, propped up her elbows and wanted to stand up, she didn't want to stay here anymore, she didn't want to know what was going on at all? After using several efforts, it was in vain, Yang Jin's heart was so anxious that tears flowed, and his hands were still soft.

On the second floor, there was a "bang", and the man stumbled open the door and came out.

Huo Donglai was in a trance, and heard the movement downstairs, the full amount of medicinal energy, made him sleep groggily after the cloud and rain for a long time, until he heard Yang Jinxin's voice in a daze, and the Jinxin he was thinking about finally came to him.

"Jinxin?"

Straightened his body slightly, his worried face, and his disheveled state made Yang Jinxin close his eyes tightly, shake his head in a panic, and keep shrinking back with his hands, she shouldn't have appeared here today, and finally got up, and she ran out with messy steps.

"Jinxin!"

Huo Donglai staggered down the stairs, his feet were limp and he tripped several times, but he still caught up regardless of it, his Jinxin was finally willing to come back to him, and if he missed this time, there would be no future.

chased her until the gate, and he finally took her into his arms, "Jinxin...... Don't go...... Please...... Don't go ......"

He still felt that he couldn't use his strength, but he still held her firmly and didn't let go. Yang Jinxin burst into tears, sobbing and unable to speak, only struggling and patting, and his bare chest was also full of dazzling red marks.

It made her beat his chest almost frantically, crying intermittently, "You let me go...... Let me go......"

Yang Jinxin closed her eyes, not daring to look at him, but in front of her was him in the same room with Rong Yue in rags, lingering to death, and that picture could make her crazy.

"Ah...... You let me go...... Let me go......"

Huo Donglai didn't care, let her fist fall on him, firmly imprisoned her in his arms, his eyes finally returned to clarity, he only knew that he couldn't let go, as soon as he let go, his brocade heart, his love, would never come back.

"Jinxin...... Don't leave me...... Jinxin ...... "Huo Donglai had no way to say anything, he only hugged her tightly in his arms, and Yang Jinxin was imprisoned in his arms with his feet dangling, unable to struggle or move.

Suddenly, her upturned face was eroded by drops of hot liquid, hotter than her tears, which made her eyes finally open. The man in front of him was handsome but decadent, with messy hair and red eyes, he looked at her closely, tears running down his eyes wildly.

He was trembling, his face full of helplessness and panic, his eyes wide and only silently weeping, vigorous and surging. In winter, she is a high-spirited man, chic and kind, and warm. How could she be willing to push him away, how could she be willing to see him cry in such pain.

Yang Jinxin stopped struggling, reached out and touched his face, his eyes, he was still crying like a child, and only muttered.

"Jinxin...... Please don't leave...... Don't leave me behind...... Jinxin ......"

The knife-like pain in his heart swept over again, and Yang Jinxin tilted his head and held his face with both hands.

"Winter ......"

Her slightly hoarse voice was firm and soft.

"We ...... Let's elope! ”

……

The sky was blue and black, the dark clouds were pressing on the top of his head, and the cold rain was smashing on his body, Yang Jinxin ran forward frantically in this heavy rain, running tirelessly.

The miscellaneous courtyard was as quiet as ever, Yang Jinxin slammed open the door with a bang, and the burden he just brought back yesterday was still left in the closet. Ignoring her trembling, she quickly stuffed a few more pieces of clothing into her baggage, and after a pause in her hand holding the iron box, she finally opened it, grabbed a handful of banknotes and stuffed them into the bottom of the wardrobe, and re-covered the box and stuffed it into the baggage.

Holding the burden on her chest, Yang Jinxin turned around, and the tall figure standing against the light frightened her to take a step back and lean against the wardrobe door.

"Where are you going?"

It was Qin Muyang's faint voice, and then she saw him take a few steps closer, and the cold air exuded by the whole person made her gasp and swallow her saliva secretly.

"You can't take care of it!"

Yang Jinxin didn't have a good face when he saw him again, and he was about to go around him when he said that, but he was easily clasped in his arms by his strong and powerful arms.

"Are you going to elope?"

It was still a cold tone, spitting hot in his ears.

"You can't wait to leave me, just to run to him desperately? Yang Jinxin, you are really daring! ”

Yang Jinxin struggled, "You let go of me, who are you not mine?" You don't care what I do! You let go of me! ”

Qin Muyang's teeth clucked, he didn't speak, and with a force in his hand, he threw the person into the bed near the window.

Yang Jinxin was smashed to pieces, and before he could get up, he was crushed by the tall and powerful man.

Qin Muyang's powerful legs easily pressed her sloppy legs, squeezed into her legs, and pinched her pointed chin with his big hand.

His chest was against her soaked body, how ambiguous and ambiguous, but in the black eyes surrounded by cold air, the sparkling anger made Yang Jinxin can't stop palpitating, for his predatory posture at the moment, but also for his bloodthirsty eyes.

"You treat me well, if I don't obey, I'll sleep with you now!"

His cold words made Yang Jinxin shudder, Qin Muyang looked at her blue little face, and the touch on her hand was even more cold, she was trembling, and she couldn't bite her teeth.

Her wet eyes looked at him in panic, and it was this look that always made him ruthless. He sighed softly in his heart, let go of his hand, forced himself to get up from the beautiful female body, pulled the quilt and wrapped her like a silkworm chrysalis, and walked out of the door with a little panic.

The door was locked from the outside with a bang, and Yang Jinxin got up from the bed with hindsight and hurriedly opened the door. Sure enough, the door was locked, and she shook it vigorously, and the lock rattled.

"Qin Muyang, why are you locking me, you let me out!" Yang Jinxin slapped the door hard, and the pain from her palm was not as good as her heartache at this time.

"You let me out, Donglai is waiting for me, you let me out...... Yes...... Qin Muyang! I hate you...... I hate you......"

Yang Jinxin banged on the door in a panic, and with all her strength, she was anxious and angry, kicking and pulling hands to do everything. The lock on the door kept ringing, and the simple wooden door that seemed to be unstable was a solid barrier to her love at this time.

No matter how much she shouted, there was silence outside the door, and the room seemed to be isolated. Yang Jinxin gasped and kept spinning around the room.

He muttered, "I must go out...... Gotta get out...... Be sure to get out! ”

The rain outside the window was falling loudly, and the wind waved the tall osmanthus branches and slapped on the glass window, crackling, and the sound alarmed Yang Jinxin, who was spinning in the room.

With a smile of surprise, she rushed over and opened the window, and the wind and rain hit her, making her take a step back.

Outside the window, the tall osmanthus tree stretched out its long branches, and the yard was very quiet, and no one was haunted. This is only two stories high, and the height of the floor at this time is far from the modern standard, and there are osmanthus branches close at hand.

Yang Jinxin lowered her head and tied the burden tightly to her body, climbed onto the windowsill with four feet and four hands, and the height of four or five meters made her dizzy. She closed her eyes, as if she saw the boy again, stretched out her hands towards her, and smiled softly: "Jinxin, you jump down, I'll pick you up!"

She took a deep breath, steadied herself, grabbed the branch with one hand, and jumped hard. The branch fell down rapidly, and broke with a "click", but she opened her eyes at this time, gritted her teeth and took advantage of the strength of the branch, swinging to the trunk, holding the thick trunk tightly with both hands, the branch fell, but she successfully hung on the tree.

Tears couldn't help but fall, Yang Jinxin didn't have time to think too much, she slid down the trunk of the tree, and accidentally twisted her foot when she landed on the ground, which she couldn't take care of. All she knew was that she had managed to escape and rushed out in the face of the wind and rain.

Qin Muyang, who hadn't heard movement for a long time, kept beating a drum in her heart, she was drenched in the rain and soaked, could it be ...... Fainted?

The door opened from the outside, Qin Muyang rushed in eagerly, looked around, the bedding on the bed was messy, where was there anyone, the wide-open window was shaken by the wind and rain and made a shocking sound.

Qin Muyang couldn't stop a frantic heartbeat, and without saying a word, he rushed to the window to look down, and the broken branch fell to the ground. A chill rose from the bottom of his heart, and he turned around in a panic with a white face and rushed downstairs.

When Liao Yong saw this scene, he couldn't help but be shocked, at such a high distance, Miss Yang was ...... He didn't dare to think about it, and hurriedly ran down with Qin Muyang.

There was no scene under the tree that they had imagined, and the obvious marks on the osmanthus trunk made both of them deeply relieved.

Liao Yong only then remembered to take the umbrella from the guard's hand, Qin Muyang's face was blue, and he felt indescribable in his heart, and he once again cast his eyes on the high courtyard wall in front of him. He couldn't imagine how much courage it would take for her to jump off it.

"Si Shao, it's okay!" Liao Yong stood behind him and said in a low voice, what else did he want to say, but the words rolled between his lips and teeth, and finally swallowed.

I heard Qin Muyang muttering to himself.

"Since such a moth fights the fire, I will fulfill you once!"