Jiang Qiushui couldn't help but wonder, when she died in her previous life, was she also resentful and unwilling, and died so ugly?

It's over.

She said to herself silently.

The fallen leaves picked up by the autumn wind will eventually return to dust at this time.

Jiang Yushui didn't pull out the dagger, carried Jiang Yunyi on his shoulder, took it to the prince's room, and put it on the bed.

I don't know what the prince is rubbing, this time has passed, and the room is still the same as before Jiang Wushui left, and no one found out that Jiang Wushui left, and took this person back.

The wound was not bandaged, a lot of blood flowed, and carrying such a not light person all the way back, Jiang Yushui tossed out a cold sweat.

Fortunately, the smell of spices in the house was very strong, covering up the bloody smell on Jiang Yushui's body.

She didn't leave in a hurry, and after unlocking Jiang Yunyi's acupoint, she leaned against the head of the bed and gasped.

After a while, there was finally movement outside the house, and Jiang Qiushui rolled on the spot and hid under the bed.

Hearing the movement of the fire fold being lit, Jiang Yushui hurriedly said, "Don't light the lamp." ”

As soon as he said that, Jiang Qiushui was shocked to realize that his voice was actually hoarse like this, but fortunately, the prince was not suspicious, and he heard that she didn't light the lamp, and the next second, she felt a sharp shake on the top of her head.

It turned out that the prince threw himself on the bed.

"Woe water, beauty, listen to you, listen to you, you say you don't light the lamp, you don't light it alone."

"Do you know, I've been thinking about you for a long time."

The prince complained to "Jiang Wo Shui" and couldn't wait to untie her clothes, but it was always inconvenient for his eyes to see, so he was in a hurry and tore it directly.

The sound of cloth tearing was heard in the air.

Jiang Qiushui endured the cold and rolled his eyes.

After all this time, the pill finally worked, and the woman let out a cat-like moan, which was also wrapped around the man's body, and she couldn't wait to want more.

In the dark, the prince, who received such an eager response, was surprised and delighted.

"I didn't expect you to be in such a hurry, don't worry, I'll give it to you."

Jiang Yushui was in no mood to listen to the movement in the back anymore, she crept to the window, and wanted to turn back into her room, but she really didn't have the strength, and her hand on the edge of the window was weak, and she almost fell.

Her mind was a little confused, and she thought in a daze, and she didn't know if it was because she had taken the pill for a while at first, or because she had been in the prince's house for a long time just now and had inhaled the incense.

Anyway, when she came back to her senses, she had already fallen into the room of someone who didn't know who.

Jiang Qiushui comforted himself, it's this hour, ordinary people should be asleep, right? She quietly rested for a moment to take a breath, and when she regained her strength, she could walk again......

"You ......"

A voice from behind him shattered Jiang Yushui's illusion.

She turned suddenly, but crashed into the man's arms.

She would have been wary of this extraordinary speed if she had been on a normal basis, but now something else had distracted her.

With a hint of spicy and sweet woody aromas mixed with rose and fruity notes, it was the most special smell she had ever smelled.

It was something she had only smelled in one person in her two lives, and she was convinced that she could only smell it from that person, the smell she had engraved in her bones.

Ginger water has a numb scalp.

How could Qi Jin have this smell?

Isn't Wang Jin the only one who has this kind of smell?

Jiang Qiushui forgot about the struggle for a while.

A cold hand picked up her chin, and Jiang Yushui crashed into those dark eyes, but at this moment his eyes did not have the slightest smile, and they were full of red bloodshots, which made her feel strange.

Qi Jin clasped her waist with one hand, looked down at her, frowned slightly, struggled under her eyes, and the movements in her hands couldn't help but tighten more and more, Jiang Yushui screamed in pain, looked down at her bleeding wound, and there was blood stuck to Qi Jin's white robe right now.

The bright color and the smell of blood in the nasal cavity made Qi Jin's pupils shrink sharply, and his eyes, which were still a little clear, suddenly became cloudy, and Jiang Yushui came back to his senses and struggled to push him away.

She didn't expect that the strength of this young man who looked weak on weekdays was so great, and Jiang Qiushui didn't push it away.

"You ......" she was about to make Qi Jin let go, but coldly bumped into his changing face, and felt strange in her heart, "What's wrong with you?" ”

Qi Jin pushed her away violently, trembling uncontrollably.

Jiang Qiushui covered his wounds, thinking about whether he should care about him or slip away quickly.

Forget it, thirty-six plans are the upper plan, let's slip.

Unexpectedly, as soon as Jiang Yushui climbed on the edge of the window with one foot, a hand stretched out behind him to clasp her waist and threw her back.

That's right, it's a dump.

Jiang Yushui, who was sitting on the ground on all fours, was so angry that smoke was rising above his head, staring at this strange guy.

Sick?!

Seeing his handsome face that was constantly distorted, Jiang Qiushui thought to himself, this might really be sick......

His eyes were cold and unfamiliar, even murderous.

Wait, murderous?!

Jiang Qiushui was excited, and she couldn't care about the little strength left in her body, and she wanted to roll on the ground.

People's desire to survive is very strong.

When he stood in front of her in the blink of an eye, Jiang Yushui didn't know if it was because she was injured and her movements became sluggish or if her mind was not very clear.

And when Qi Jin's hand reached for her neck, Jiang Yushui didn't have the heart to think about it.

The ginger scourge water that was pinched by the neck and pressed against the wall was like dead ashes.

Qi Jin always seems to be able to see through her next move, so as to clamp her down, and her strength is terrifying.

Is it a coincidence?!

She believes in a ghost!!

Jiang Qiushui didn't doubt Qi Jin's determination to strangle her at this moment, looking at the excitement jumping in his eyes, powerless struggle, his eyes were pale, and Jiang Qiushui, who seemed to have seen Elysium, felt that such eyes were a little familiar......

However, the force that held her suddenly relaxed.

Jiang Qiushui can realize what is called the line between life and death this time.

She gasped for air, her lungs aching.

No, she hurts everywhere now, and her internal organs are going to explode.

"I'm sorry......" Qi Jin propped her hands on her sides, lowered her eyes, her eyelashes fluttered, and said in a low voice.

"I ...... Uncontrollable. ”

His voice sounded helpless.

Something flashed through his mind, and before Jiang Yushui could catch it, he was deprived of all his senses by the temperature on his lips.

I could only feel the touch on my lips that was soft and icy.

The boy was looking at her intently.

His eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of fog, sometimes clear and sometimes hazy, like a whirlpool to take away the human heart, the small tear mole in the corner of the right eye became more vivid, and the tail of the eye was dyed a thin red due to forbearance.

Jiang Qiushui couldn't even hear the sound of his own heartbeat, and subconsciously held his breath.

The next moment, the young man, who didn't feel her struggle, seemed quite satisfied, shackled her in his arms, wrapped one hand around her behind him, buckled her head, and kissed her fiercely.