Chapter 137: Li Jingchen, we will meet again in the next life

"Late, late!" Li Jingchen's eyes were filled with bright red blood, overflowing from his sockets.

His well-structured chest trembled violently, sweat soaking his shirt, revealing his well-defined chest.

The big angular hand wanted to grab Su Wan, but he could only grab a handful of empty air: "Wanwan!" ”

Every word is full of bone-eating obsession: "My evening, don't leave me." ”

"Tonight, don't leave me alone......"

The wind on this day was very strong.

Su Wan's hair fluttered in the air, floating her delicate face, and the cinnabar mole under her lips became more and more thrillingly beautiful.

She said silently in her heart, Li Jingchen, I'm sorry.

Let's meet again in the next life.

I will love you well.

There was a loud bang.

A large pool of blood splattered with the bewitching Manju Sahua.

Su Wan's palm-sized face twisted into a ball of pain, her bones were broken, and her internal organs were throbbing violently.

She pulled out a smile with all her might, and a tear like an ice diamond hung on her eyelashes, slowly, slowly, closed.

Finally, relief.

The only thing I'm sorry for is the man who loves her so much.

I'm sorry, Li Jingchen, I'm really tired. I'm not worthy of you...... In the next life, let's start over.

Li Jingchen's perfect fingertips hung in mid-air, for a long, long time.

His temples were pounding, and his eyebrows were gathered around the dead gray owl.

His big hand fell, and he slammed the cold iron railing, and the muscles and bones of his arms rose fiercely, as if they were about to break the railing.

Only then did he realize that the cuff of his left hand was empty.

With the cold wind behind him, he witnessed a heart-rending parting of life and death, his eyes were red, and his voice was trembling: "Third Young Master, Third Young Lady, she ......"

Li Jingchen tilted his head sharply and screamed in pain.

For a moment, he hung his head violently and ferociously, sexy sweat dripping from his angular face.

The fist slammed into the railing, one, two, three, and the flesh was blurred.

Suddenly, the tips of his thin lips were dyed with morbid affection, and he murmured, "Don't be afraid, it's late." I'll be with you tonight. ”

"Tonight, I will accompany you and die together."

Hmph –

Li Jingchen snorted, his eyebrow bones jumped fiercely, and he passed out.

Leng Feng looked at his trembling hand and supported the unconscious Li Jingchen.

He was a big man, and he couldn't help crying: "Third young master, you can't die." ”

"You want to avenge the third young lady!"

……

Half of the dim light fell on Li Jingchen's resolute face, and his deep eyes cracked with a hot and cracked affection,

He hadn't closed his eyes for days and nights, and he was staring at his wanwan intently.

The voice was hoarse: "Wanwan, why have you slept for so long." ”

"Tonight, don't make trouble, you wake up quickly."

"Tonight, you just open your eyes and look at me, okay? I love you, I don't care about anything, as long as you can be by my side. ”

The hot fingertips were gently rubbing Su Wan's face.

Jet-black hair, beautiful eyebrows, and rippling red lips are so beautiful.

I really want to hide his evening, but he can only watch it alone.

Su Wan was so cold that there was no trace of temperature, and the blood stains on her body had been cleaned up.

Well-behaved and quiet, like in the window

She showed no signs of life and would never wake up again.

Li Jingchen suddenly roared in despair like a trapped beast, with blood billowing in his throat.

He tried to use the temperature in his chest to transmit it to Su Wan's body.

"Wanwan, are you cold?"

"I'll hold you tight, and you won't be cold."

"Wanwan, can you talk to me? I miss you so much, I miss you so much. ”

He's crazy, crazy, delirious.

The resolute chin rested silently on Su Wan's shoulder.

A tear slipped from the corner of his eye: "Wanwan, you're gone, I don't seem to be able to live anymore." ”

Squeak.

The cold wind broke through the door, his face turned red, and he was extremely excited: "Third Young Master, Third Young Lady has not been ...... at all Defile. ”

He choked up and said, "Third Young Lady, she...... What a wrongful death! ”