Qin Weizhou carried the person back to the room, Song Chinese New Year's Eve's whole person was shrunk, he didn't dare to leave, so he kept holding, when pouring water, he hugged one hand and poured it, let her sit on the stool, and feed her little by little.

Song Chinese New Year's Eve grabbed his clothes, and his whole face was red from crying.

Qin Weizhou used his fingers to push her bitten lip away, Song Chinese New Year's Eve struggled twice, whimpering tears have been almost numb, Qin Weizhou picked up the person again, separated her legs like a child, let her lie on her shoulder, Song Chinese New Year's Eve naturally circled his shoulder.

Qin Weizhou: "Would you like to kiss it?" ”

Qin Weizhou rubbed the side of her ear and whispered.

Song Chinese New Year's Eve gently sobbed and turned her head to let Qin Weizhou kiss her on the mouth, and then continued to turn back to look down at Qin Weizhou's back.

It's not soft, Qin Weizhou wants to eat it and hurt her.

"Tired?"

Song Chinese New Year's Eve didn't speak, and only shook his head after a while.

After Qin Weizhou finished feeding half a glass of water, he carried the person upstairs, took off her coat, left a thin lining, took off her jeans, and put the person into the soft bed, Song Chinese New Year's Eve thought that he was leaving, so he cried and hugged him without letting go.

Qin Weizhou soothed her soft hand and kissed it on the lips, "Don't go, I'll take off my clothes." ”

Song Chinese New Year's Eve hesitantly loosened his coat, and then grabbed his shirt inside.

It's a mess.

Qin Weizhou quickly took off his coat, hugged the person and covered the quilt, circled it with one hand, and reached down with the other hand, closing her two little feet in the palm of his hand.

It's cold, it's cold, it's hot and warm.

Song Chinese New Year's Eve's body is not particularly weak, but there are always some small problems, Qin Weizhou knew that her two feet must be cold when she didn't touch it, sure enough.

"Ulzhou..."

"Hmm."

"I'm so bad..."

"Where."

"Really..." Song Chinese New Year's Eve was stuffy on his shirt for a while, tears appeared in his face, looked at him and said: "I threatened him, I said that if he didn't give it to me, I would kill the child in Song Qiaoyan's belly..."

Qin Weizhou only paused with the hand holding her feet.

"He didn't give it to you, the explanation is not enough."

Can...

"But that's a life..."

"Chinese New Year's Eve, who is not a life?"

Song Chinese New Year's Eve leaned towards his heart.

I also know whose life is not a life.

"I want to think about it, let him taste it too, the taste of broken bones and ashes." Song Chinese New Year's Eve cried in a low voice, "I really want to, I really want him to taste it, try it... Won't he hurt? Won't he hurt? ”

If you have to force her, why do you have to force her...

Qin Weizhou thought for a moment, lifted her chin, and let her look at herself.

"I don't care about the rest, leave this to me."

Give me all that is dirty, and what is going to hell.

"Chinese New Year's Eve, speak."

Song Chinese New Year's Eve's heart seemed to be soaked in something, and it was soft and full.

"I'll help you get the ashes back."

"I'll help you make Song Qiaoyan miscarry, and Xu Baiqing, no matter who it is."

"I'll help you get revenge on them."

"You have given me a beautiful life, you can cry if you are wronged, but you are not allowed to be like today, you are asking for my life."

"I'll help you do anything, and I'll hold you when the sky falls."

Song Chinese New Year's Eve looked at him stunned, buried her irrepressible sadness into a kiss, and kissed him.

Song Chinese New Year's Eve is like a dying fish, madly begging for his breath and taste, which is medicine.

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