"Lord Wang, you're back"

Seeing that Quan Feiyi brought a woman back, he was immediately excited, and immediately stepped forward and said: "This is the planter of the female Gu hurrying up, let her bleed, you can save Miss Lian Lord Wang, don't worry, Miss Lian will be fine."

Quan Feiyi wrinkled his eyebrows, very dissatisfied with his reaction.

He can't say where he is dissatisfied, but it seems to be extraordinarily ruthless and cold-blooded.

He wanted to ask how much blood he had to spare to save Lian Yu, and whether she would be in any danger, but before he could ask, he heard Lian Yu's dying call, "Cousin"

Quan Feiyi hurriedly walked over and asked in a low voice, "What's wrong?"

Lian Yu's pale face had a hint of embarrassment, and said in a fragile voice: "Won't this be good, and this matter is not necessarily done by the girl, if she rashly releases her blood, will she be unhappy?"

"What is she not happy about" Quan Feiyi's heart suddenly dissipated, and he gritted his teeth coldly and said: "If it weren't for her, why would you have become like this, now it's just to let her return your life, is this king still doing something wrong?"

He closed his eyes and sneered in his heart.

The affection between them is like glue, do you have to show it in front of her?

"Miss Lian, don't worry." She said quietly.

The people in the room thought that she would say next that she was not upset and would not be upset. Including Quan Feiyi thought so, he narrowed his eyes and looked at her deeply.

But she didn't want to, her smile was deeper and colder, "I'm already unhappy, so I don't exist to be unhappy after taking my blood." ”

"Girl"

Lian Yu Chuchu called her pitifully.

The tip of the painting raised his eyebrows slightly, "Why, you want to say, you would rather die than my blood If not, then you don't have to speak." ”

Lian Yu, ""

Everything was said by Hua Xi first, what else could she say

She pursed her lips lightly and turned her face away, her eyes flashed with faint tears of water, as if she would cry in the next second, "I'm sorry, I don't know if you did this, if it weren't for you, I will definitely apologize to you afterwards"

"There is no need to apologize, just ask your cousin not to disturb my life from now on."

Before the words fell, the atmosphere in the room was cold and stiff for a moment.

Even with a few stoves lit, the cold oppressive air pressure still overwhelmed the people inside.

Quan Feiyi's cold eyes burst out of the gaze as if penetrating her.

The painter is neither humble nor arrogant, nor does he look at him, and his gaze only falls on a certain place at random.

Unbeknownst to her, her hands were clenched into fists at the moment, and her nails were deeply embedded in the flesh of her palms.

Obviously she wanted to see him, but after today, she was extremely disappointed in him. Probably just as he was disappointed in her at the beginning, his heart was suffocated like ashes, and he completely recognized how deep the gap between them was.

However, Mo Huaxi felt that she was afraid that what she said was in vain.

If it was really as she thought at first, this thing was done by Lian Yu, or if someone else deliberately wanted to lead her to frame him after doing it, then I am afraid that her blood will definitely be Lian Yu's antidote.

I can't tell the truth, so I can only admit it

Who called her own negligence.