"No, I have a place to rest." Wen Wan frowned, turned around and was about to leave, but the moment he turned around, his wrist was grabbed tightly.

Sensing this, Wen Wan frowned, and wanted to shake off with his backhand, but accidentally pulled Lu Chengrong's arm, which hurt his wound and made Lu Chengrong snort.

But even if the wound hurt badly, Lu Chengrong still didn't let go of the hand holding Wen Wan, he looked at Wen Wan, his eyes narrowed, and his black eyes were dark and cold, staring at Wen Wan deadly.

Maybe his eyes were too sharp and straightforward, Wen Wan only felt a sigh in his heart, and eased his rare nervousness: "Lu Chengrong, don't you want to die!" ”

I don't know why, she has always been calm, every time she meets Lu Chengrong, she will always be in chaos!

Emotions are also on a roller coaster, with ups and downs.

"I want my life more than yours...... You! Lu Cheng endured the severe pain, looked at Wen Wan in front of him, and held her hand and refused to let go.

These words shocked Wen Wan again.

She looked at Lu Chengrong with an inexplicable look of horror.

"Lu Chengrong, what are you talking about!"

Lu Chengrong also realized that what he said might be easy to misunderstand, so he explained to Wen Wan seriously: "What I said didn't mean that, in fact...... That meaning is possible, too! ”

Seeing Lu Chengrong's serious appearance of being a hooligan, Wen Wan took a deep breath, resisted the urge to smash the pillow on his face and suffocate him to death, and said coldly: "You better die." ”

"Hahaha!" Lu Chengrong didn't get angry because of Wen Wan's words, but suddenly laughed happily.

Lu Chengrong smiled inexplicably, and there was a little more warmth in Wen Wanqing's cold eyes, and he looked at Lu Chengrong in front of him speechlessly.

Lu Chengrong took an inch, grabbed her hand directly along her wrist, and smiled at her.

"How can I die, I want to die, and I will die behind you, otherwise, you will be sad if I die first."

"Not really." Wen Wan replied ruthlessly.

Lu Chengrong was lying diagonally against the bedside table, his good-looking eyebrows and eyes were stretched, and his seductive eyes kept falling on Wen Wan's face.

Hairy from his eyes, Wen Wan felt a little embarrassed and looked away from him.

Looking at Wen Wan's appearance, the corners of Lu Chengrong's mouth rose, took her hand to the bed, and hugged her in his arms.

"You let go, I don't want to hurt you again." Wen Wan tried her best to stabilize, looked back at Lu Chengrong, and spoke coldly.

Lu Chengrong was not afraid, and smiled faintly at Wen Wan, with a bit of bewitching charm in his eyes, "In this world, only you can hurt me." ”

As he spoke, the affection in his eyes almost enveloped Wen Wan.

Wen Wan listened to his words, feeling uncomfortable and wanted to struggle away, but was grabbed by Lu Chengrong.

She tried to struggle away, but after thinking about it, she stopped.

looked at Lu Chengrong in front of him coldly, and his tone was cold, "Let go." ”

"If I don't let go, I won't let you go in this life!" Lu Chengrong was a little aggrieved, looked at Wen Wan, and spoke seriously.

Wen Wan didn't expect Lu Chengrong to talk to himself in this tone, and looked at Lu Chengrong in astonishment, with a ghostly expression.

"Lu Chengrong, can you be normal."

"No, it's impossible to be normal with you." Lu Chengrong looked at Wen Wan, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, and he still grabbed Wen Wan's hand and refused to let go.

“……”