Su Wan's eyes were flooded with rippling water, looking at Li Jingchen who had fallen into madness.

Her voice was very soft and slow: "Li Jingchen, what's wrong with you?" ”

"Are you okay?"

But she didn't worry about the sharp knife in his hand at all, because she knew: Li Jingchen would not hurt her no matter what, even if he was sick.

Li Jingchen looked stupid, and the bottom of his eyes cracked like a dark hurricane.

His voice was extremely low and sexy, and it all overflowed from his throat: "Late, my late." ”

"I'm going to hide Wanwan so that no one else can hurt her and not let others see her."

As he spoke, he gritted his teeth and revealed a morbid treachery: "It's my own night!" ”

Su Wan lowered her eyes slightly, feeling very uncomfortable.

Li Jingchen fell ill during the day, and it was indeed because of her.

Suddenly, Li Jingchen's big ribbed hand pinched Su Wan, his fingertips were hot, and his strength was amazing.

His voice was very seductive, like a huge net weaved, binding her and enveloping her: "Wanwan, look at me." ”

"Look at me."

Su Wan slowly opened her eyes and fell into Li Jingchen's dark pupils.

I could clearly see his undisguised obsession.

Li Jingchen's handsome and compelling face kept approaching, weird and demonic.

Kissing her hair, kissing her forehead.

He said, "Wanwan, you are so beautiful." ”

He was so spoiled that he was touching a fragile glass doll.

Su Wan couldn't refuse Li Jingchen's bone-crushing affection, and she almost had to accompany him to sinking.

Li Jingchen's expression became more and more weird, and he muttered dreamily: "I really want to hide you in the window." ”

"Obedient, quiet."

Locked in the bottom of his heart, shackled to death.

All of Su Wan's charm dissipated, and her eyes moved slightly, with a little unwillingness.

"Li Jingchen, you are sober. I'm not a puppet doll in your window, I'm a mind and a soul. ”

"I won't be at your mercy!"

Li Jingchen's sharp eyebrows jumped fiercely, and hideous green tendons appeared on his neck.

His hot big hand slid down to Su Wan's neck, and his knuckles were extremely slender, as long as he folded slightly, he would break: "Wanwan, why don't you always listen to me?" ”

"Obediently, stay by my side."

A puppet doll at the mercy of a man? But who is willing to be a puppet without soul and thought.

Su Wan silently swallowed this sentence back to the bottom of her heart, she laughed at herself, what is she talking about with the sick person?

And why should she care so much?

She lowered her eyes, perhaps, she really had thoughts about Li Jingchen, a madman, who shouldn't have been.

Li Jingchen saw that Su Wan didn't speak for a long time, and his eyebrows gathered the ruthless Yin Owl and stared at her deeply.

The sharp knife floated in front of her jade-like face, close at hand.

Hiss –

The bright red liquid flowed gurgling, seeping into Su Wan's skin and blending into her bone marrow.

She looked at Li Jingchen in shock, his jade-like cold fingers made a small cut, but his eyes were obsessed and happy.

"Li Jingchen, are you crazy?" As soon as she spoke, Su Wan smelled the smell of tears flying.

Li Jingchen stared blankly at the tears in the corners of Su Wan's eyes, and in an instant, he had fallen into madness.

Wanwan cries so beautifully, the dark side of her heart is fermenting, I want to make Wanwan cry more and cry for him.

You don't have to guess to know what kind of perverted thoughts this madman has.

Su Wan glared at Li Jingchen angrily: "Li Jingchen, you just owe it to clean up!" ”

Li Jingchen's dark eyebrows furrowed, and he looked straight at Su Wan's angry and sad eyes.

A gap opened in his heart, and there was a fierce beast gnawing at his internal organs.

He pursed his thin lips, released them again, and said angrily: "Evening, I don't owe it to clean up." ”