June stared blankly at Blake.

His voice is different from the cold, arrogant, or teasing, playful, but particularly frustrated, with a sense of vicissitudes that does not belong to his age and should have.

Her tone softened unconsciously: "Are you sick?" What is wrong with you? ”

Blake asked rhetorically, "You don't know." ”

June shrugged: "Should I know." ”

"That'...... Then when I didn't say anything. ”

Blake suddenly resisted talking about the topic and turned away.

It's obviously an escape.

The words were not finished yet, and of course June would not let him go immediately.

She immediately turned around and stretched out her hand to stop: "I hate people who talk half-talking, you say quickly, what disease do you have?" ”

Blake took a few steps forward, and suddenly approached June: "It's not that you don't want to marry me, so you want to know what kind of illness I have?" ”

The man's powerful hormonal aura invaded, and June subconsciously took two steps back: "I want to know what kind of illness you have, so that I can know when you will die." ”

"Terminally ill, about less than a year ago, baby, congratulations, you're about to get what you want."

Blake had reverted to his usual wickedness, and after saying that, he laughed nonchalantly.

June's heart shook hard.

Incurable disease?

How is this possible, he looks much stronger than ordinary people.

Blake went further on, closer to June: "You don't believe me, you think I'm lying to you?" ”

June really doesn't believe it.

I felt like he was lying to himself.

She subconsciously took two steps back and widened the distance between the two, "You look ruddy-faced and strong, you really don't look like a terminally ill person." ”

"yes, I was lying to you, baby, you were worried about me just now."

Blake continued to get closer.

I was forced to go on in June, and then on.

The tall and tall man, too oppressive and dangerous, and June had no way to retreat, she warned fiercely: "Don't go any further." ”

Blake didn't listen and took another step forward.

This angered June, and she instinctively kicked Blake.

Blake was in pain and immediately bent over and lifted his foot.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, June gave Blake another hard push.

Originally, she just wanted to push Blake away, and she didn't want to directly drop Blake's tall body to the ground after a few shaky blows.

June was taken aback.

It's not that she hasn't pushed Blake, there is a big disparity in strength between the two, and it is impossible for her to push Blake down with this little strength.

But now, how did Blake fall to the ground?

It's definitely pretended.

She glanced at Blake, who was sitting on the ground, and turned her head directly: "Get up, the bitter meat trick is useless to me, what are you playing with crooked nuts in the thirty-six schemes, haven't you heard that painting a tiger is not an anti-dog?" ”

Blake didn't respond.

June slowly lowered his eyes and saw that Blake was pale and frowned, as if he was enduring great pain.

Immediately startled.

"Hey, what's wrong with you......" June squatted down beside Blake, reaching out to help him, but he didn't dare to touch him: "Blake, what's the situation, you ......"

Blake closed his eyes, his body tilted, and fell directly on top of June.

June's face turned pale with fright, and his hands and feet were shaking, "Hey, Blake......"