The puppet doll was still standing quietly on the ground, with a pair of round eyes with a sparkling streamer, as if it was crying.

"Tonight, you look so beautiful when you cry."

Li Jingchen looked at the puppet doll steadily, his gaze gradually deepened, darkened, overflowing with deep affection, and he tugged at the black robe.

Wheat-colored muscles are exposed to the air, and the sharp collarbones exude a strong burst of male hormones that explode in the air.

He is an obsessed madman with all sorts of pathological thoughts.

I even want to ...... Let his beloved woman cry even harder.

The puppet doll stared at Li Jingchen silently, and a mole under her lip was so beautiful that it made people's hearts palpitate.

just smiled lightly and didn't say a word.

Li Jingchen gritted his teeth fiercely, and there were green tendons rising in his neck.

His big, ribbed hands covered its eyes as it spoke, and his voice was hoarse: "Wanwan, I said, don't look at me like this." ”

"I'm afraid I won't be able to restrain myself."

There was a terrible silence in the air, and there was still no response.

Li Jingchen's heavy eyes revealed a hideous madness, and he tilted his head and laughed infatuately.

Laughing and smiling, his eyes were dyed with a blinding red.

His big ribbed hand shook viciously, and his voice was violent: "You are not my night!" ”

"Wanwan she once said that she loved me all her life!"

The last sentence was very low and light, almost rotting in the bottom of my heart: "I love her so much, how can she hate me?" ”

The puppet doll was shattered on the ground, glowing with indifference, and only a small corner of the eyebrows could be seen.

Li Jingchen looked at the debris in his eyes, his voice was hoarse, and he gasped deeply, like a struggling trapped beast.

In the next second, as if he was crazy, he actually picked up the broken pieces on the ground with his bare hands.

Blood splattered out, his dark shirt was soaked, and his long, narrow eyes were hollow and deep, overflowing with a sloppy light.

"Late, I'm sorry."

"I've lost the love for me."

"I lost her."

Outside, the cold wind kept knocking on the door, and the voice was anxious: "Sanshao, what's wrong with you?" ”

"Three less!"

Li Jingchen had long hands and long legs, curled up in the corner.

His head, pressed against the cold wall, was silent.

Blood continued to seep out of his fingers, staining a large patch of blood.

Leng Feng was anxious and knocked heavily on the door: "Third Young Master, are you okay?" ”

His eyes were full of worry, and his voice gradually roared from low to high: "Third Young Master, I'll go find Su Wan now!" ”

The man's cold voice came through the door: "Get out." ”

Leng Feng trembled, he clenched his fists tightly, even if he was unwilling, he didn't dare to disobey Li Jingchen's order.

He wiped his face vigorously, and said silently in his heart: Third Young Master, for the sake of Su Wan, is it really worth torturing yourself to the point of not being able to do it?

Li Jingchen slowly straightened up from the ground, and the tight muscles under the black robe were rising and falling.

He pursed his thin lips, picked up the carving knife, and carved Su Wan's eyebrows and eyes on a piece of wood.

One stroke, one stroke, extra focused.

The eyebrows are like Yuandai, the red lips are tempting, and the mole under the lips is beautiful, and the face of Li Jingchen's beloved woman is slowly revealed.

Red blood, oozing from between his fingers, dripped down the puppet doll's cheeks.

His gaze was obsessive, and a dark paranoid hurricane cracked: "Late, evening." ”

"No one loves you more than I do."