Ginger wine is not angry, and even has a pleasant face, and his beautiful face is very good-looking.

She said, "It's you who is sick now." You have my blood in your veins, you are my person, what is wrong with me asking my man not to accept things from other women? ”

Wen Xili was so angry that he laughed out loud at Jiang Jiu's words.

He asked Jiang Jiu: "Then according to your meaning, if I want to clear up with you, I still have to return the blood to you?" ”

Ginger looked at him and pursed his lips because his tone was not very happy.

She came to the hospital to visit Wen Xili, not to quarrel with him.

The words just now were just seeing Jiang Caiwei feeding him chicken soup in his ward, and being jealous and deliberately stabbing him.

Ginger wine: "I didn't mean that. ”

Wen Xili stared at her for a moment.

He has a pair of eyes that are much deeper than ordinary people, and when he looks at people, he is simply affectionate, and his appearance is noble and beautiful, so when he looks at people, even if he doesn't think about anything in his heart, he can make girls easily tempted.

Jiang Jiu was slightly moved by him, and he heard the man chuckle in a low voice, and said to her gently: "But Jiang Jiu, I don't like to owe you favors." ”

Her heart skipped a beat, and she saw Wen Xili take out a thin fruit knife out of nowhere, those beautiful eyes stared at her, and then swiped down the back of her hand without hesitation-

"Don't!"

She screamed in fright, and subconsciously stretched out her hand to hold the blade, the palm of her hand was cut, and she pinched it hard to prevent Wen Xili from hurting herself.

The heart was beating so violently that it almost burst the eardrum, and I couldn't even feel the pain of the wound on my hand.

Jiang Jiu's beautiful eyes widened slightly, looking at the calm and cruel face of the man in front of him.

If he gets another wound, he probably won't survive.

Jiang Jiu looked at him blankly for a while, and he couldn't even tell whether the frantic heartbeat at the moment was fear or heartache, only the hand holding the blade was shaking involuntarily.

"Why ......" After a while, she couldn't help but ask in a low voice, "Wen Xili, didn't you tell me to wait for you......"

Why am you going to hurt me like this?

In front of her, hurt her like this?

You used to ...... Doesn't it hurt me the most?

Even a small wound is reluctant to let me bleed, and now that my palms are full of blood, why are you indifferent?

Why do this to me?

I knew that it was impossible to get an answer from a man's mouth, but I still couldn't help but want to ask clearly.

I couldn't stand the grievances in my heart, but I couldn't shed a tear in my eyes, I only opened my eyes and looked at the man's familiar face blankly.

If he wasn't Wen Xili, if he didn't have this face exactly like Wen Xili, it would be fine, no one would make her sad, no one would have the right to make her sad.

Wen Xili frowned: "What nonsense are you talking about again?" ”

Jiang Jiu pursed his lips slightly, silently pulled the fruit knife out of the man's palm, and threw it into the trash with the knife.

The wound was still bleeding, she stretched out her hand expressionlessly, wiped all the blood on the man's hospital gown, and said, "I'm leaving." ”

Wen Xili looked at the back of Jiang Jiu leaving, and then glanced at the bloody clothes on his body with disgust, and couldn't help but curse: "Crazy." ”

After living for decades, he has never seen a crazy woman like Jiang Jiu.