"Qi Qian, what are you doing, hurry up and let go!" Almost instantly, Wang Jiahao's tears and snot fell together.

He howled desperately, shaking and struggling as if he had been electrified, but it was useless, he could only watch Qi Qian and break his fingers.

After the finger was broken, Qi Qiancai let go of him with an evil smile.

Wang Jiahao held his broken finger and hurriedly took several steps back.

He glanced at his fingers with teary eyes, and the top half was lying limply on one side, no longer under his body's control.

Ten fingers are connected to the heart, and the severe pain of the fingers being broken is unimaginable to ordinary people.

"Fuck! Qi Qian, I provoked you to provoke you, why did you break my fingers in a good manner? You're sick! Wang Jiahao was angry and aggrieved, and yelled like a vent.

Lin Shanshan hurried to his side and comforted him with kind words.

And the party Qi Qian, he stared at Wang Jiahao, the smile on his lips added two points of cruelty and tyranny, and his gloomy voice revealed a thick disdain and contempt, "I hate being touched the most, especially people like you." ”

After confronting "Lu Hongwei" for so long, Qi Qian's heart was already holding back a fire.

Who asked Wang Jiahao to pat him on the shoulder? Then let Wang Jiahao bear this fire.

"And." Qi Qian tilted his head slightly to the left, and there was a hint of provocation in his dark red eyes full of tyranny, "I'm just sick, but it's a pity that this kind of disease, a person like you, will never deserve it." ”

This is an absolute contempt.

Wang Jiahao was so angry because of Qi Qian's words that he spit out a mouthful of blood with a "poof".

"Jiahao, are you okay?" Lin Shanshan was nervous, and hurriedly used her sleeve to help him wipe the blood.

Qi Qian's eyes swept over Lin Shanshan's body.

As soon as he wanted to say something, Chen Sha grabbed his arm.

"Let's go, go upstairs and get some food, and get some rest." Chen Cha has always been unwilling to waste time on other useless people.

Qi Qian glanced at Lin Shanshan again, and then went upstairs with Chen Cha.

After eating, while Qi Qian was taking a bath, Chen Cha took out a lollipop from his clothes pocket.

As soon as Qi Qianyi came out of the bathroom, Chen Cha stuffed the lollipop into his mouth.

Although Qi Qian behaved fairly normally during the meal, Chen Cha thought of a very serious question.

Qi Qian, who quickly returned to normal, walked forward with a lollipop and a towel to wipe his hair, as if nothing had happened.

"Qi Qian." Chen Sha, who was behind him, shouted.

"Huh?" Qi Qian turned around.

"Will you die of this disease?"

After Chen Sha's words came out, the atmosphere instantly became silent and stiff.

Qi Qian looked straight at Chen Cha, and there was an unpredictable look in his eyes.

The lollipop bulges out a small packet on his right cheek, which looks a little hilarious.

But Chen Cha couldn't laugh at all.

"Will you die?" After a long silence, Chen Cha asked again.

His tone was serious and stubborn to know the answer.

Qi Qian even had a feeling that if he didn't tell Chen Cha the answer today, Chen Cha might ask for a night, or longer.

"Why are you asking this?" Qi Qian pretended to laugh easily, rubbed his hair with a towel, walked to the bed, and sat down.

His eyes drooped, blocking the faint sadness in them, "Chen Sha, after all, you and I are just strangers. ”