Qiao Yu's face was as usual, and when she was talking to Wen Wan, she was in a trance and thought that between them, she had returned to the time when she first met.

At that time, Qiao Yu spoke in the same tone.

Soft and glutinous, with a little bit of laziness, mixed with a nasal voice.

It's like being coquettish all the time.

But now Qiao Yu, with a dagger in her hand, is standing in the ward full of the smell of disinfectant.

Not long ago, she was still demonstrating how to die, where to draw from, you can be killed with a knife.

Worry-free

Wen Wan's brows furrowed tightly, and she hated it to the extreme.

In prison before, she was indeed worse than dead! However, as long as she survives this time, what awaits her is a free life!

Why did she want to die?!

"I don't want to hear this, you're really crazy, you are not welcome here, you get out of here!"

She pointed to the door and yelled at Qiao Yu.

With a sound of "Zheng", Qiao Yu neatly pulled out the dagger and played with it in her hand.

Her fingers were slender and white as jade.

Slightly slashed across the blade that flashed with cold light, "Sister Wen Wan is really welcome, we have known each other for so long, your word 'roll', let me listen, I'm really unhappy~"

She hooked her scarlet lips, smiled without reaching the bottom of her eyes, and slowly walked towards Wen Wan.

That look, as if the next second, will swing a knife at her.

"Ahh

"Don't come here, you get out of the way for me, get out of the way!"

"Someone! Help me! Help me! ”

Wen Wan grabbed the pillow and threw it at Qiao Yu, staggering out barefoot, but unfortunately, the door had been locked by Qiao Yu, and before she could open it, Qiao Yu had already approached with a dagger.

"Don't come here—what the hell are you trying to do?!"

Wen Wan was so frightened that her tears were not controlled by her at all, and she surged out of her eyes.

She sat down on the ground in embarrassment, and kept backing until there was no way to retreat.

Her back was pressed against the cold wall, her body trembling slightly.

Qiao Yu squatted down, and the tip of the knife slightly raised her gentle chin.

She smiled very gently, "Of course you sent Sister Wen Wan on the road, didn't you just want to tell everyone that I forced you to die?" Oh, maybe there's another Sister Xue Wu among them? Well, since you've done it, I don't want you to suffer in vain, do I? You know, I've never liked to take the blame—"

"You-" Wen Wan was so frightened that she didn't dare to move.

For fear that if she was not careful, the dagger in Qiao Yu's hand would hit her.

"So, if you have to let me carry the pot......" Qiao Yu sighed, her voice soft, "I just put this pot into practice~~"

As if she was joking, and after a new haircut, her black hair was fluffy and soft, with air bangs.

It looks like a simple and harmless doll.

If you ignore the cold light and killing intent that flickered in her eyes from time to time......

Qiao Yu really wants to kill her!

This realization caused the strength around Wen Wan's body to lose rapidly, her legs and feet were weak, and she found that she couldn't even move.

"Don't ......" Wen Wan's spirit was tense to the extreme, and she was about to be driven crazy by Qiao Yu, she shook her head painfully, "Don't, I don't want to die...... I don't want to die......"

"That's up to you, you can only choose whether to do it yourself now, or I'll help you? Or-" Qiao Yu hooked her lips, and the tail note was raised, meaning something.

Wen Wan seemed to grasp the life-saving straw, she looked over with tears in her eyes, "Or what?" ”

"Or, tell me, who is behind the people who are behind you to do all this!"

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