On Christmas Eve, it snowed heavily again.

It was very dark, but you could see unbridled snowflakes flying all over the sky.

The bright red blood renders the white snow even more magnificent.

The man dressed in black looked coldly at the young man who was lying in the snow and had no breath.

I was about to make up for a few more knives when I suddenly heard a siren.

He frowned, turned and left.

Chen Ran rushed over with a group of bodyguards and policemen, his shoes ran off, his eyes were wide, and his eyes were bloodshot.

The whole person is like crazy.

"Young Master! Master! ”

The boy's body was very cold, and his legs, which were unable to move, were already stiff.

Chen Ran's eyes were scarlet, and he turned around and slapped those bodyguards.

"You bastards, let you protect the young master, that's how you protect?!"

"Assistant Chen, let's take the young master home first." Wang Jun hung his head and said softly.

Chen Ran began to cry, he held his mobile phone, wanted to dial the number, and wanted to tell the old man about it.

But the hands are shaking!

The scene was cordoned off, and all kinds of evidence and bodies were taken away.

But when the car was turning, it suddenly stopped.

Qin Qing stood in the corner and took the young man from Wang Chen's hand.

Wang Chen then jumped back into the car without looking back.

The car slowly walked away.

And Qin Qing skillfully picked up the young man.

Step on the snow, step by step, and step on the snowflakes creak.

After a long while, the boy said sullenly, "Sister, I don't like princess hugs." ”

"Shut up!"

Boy: "......"

This is the first time Qin Qing has been fierce with Rong Jin, and he suddenly felt that he was in an extremely bad mood when he was holding his girl.

The pain all over his body was immediately forgotten by him.

The inexplicable feeling in his heart made him lean towards her.

Try to soak up the warmth in her.

The cold incense and the cold air in the winter are intertwined.

The snow was blowing heavily, completely covering up those footprints.

Qin Qing released his spiritual power, and after making sure that there was absolutely no one to follow, he carried the person all the way to the attic.

Then throw it on the mattress.

Rong Jin snorted in pain, and his mouth was full of fishy smells.

But he didn't care about this, and directly stretched out his hand and grabbed the corner of Qin Qing's clothes.

"Sister......

"Don't sell me cute, since you're so cruel to yourself, it doesn't matter what other people think."

"No, it's not."

The beautiful boy's face was pale, his eyelashes swept lightly across his eyes, and there was a trace of red blood at the corner of his mouth.

It's even more shocking to watch.

Instead, it has an irresistible appeal.

Qin Qing didn't wave the other party's hand away in the end.

With a movement of his right hand, the green light on his fingertips had already snaked away, lingering over the boy's wounds.

Rong Jin felt the pain of the wound on her body, slowly fading.

Instead, it's a warm touch.

He knew that Qingqing was no longer angry.

No, maybe still angry, angry that he hurt himself.

But in the end, it's because I care about him too much.

The excitement in my heart suddenly exploded, and the fragrance filled the garden in an instant.

Rong Jin's voice was still very low, "If you don't do this, the people over there won't believe it." But I still did something wrong, and it was all my fault for worrying my sister. ”

The boy's voice was full of self-blame.

At the same time, because his physical condition was too poor, he couldn't help coughing lightly.

Qin Qing: "......"

Where can this be angry?

Besides, the grievances of the wealthy are not simple.

Otherwise, it would not have forced Rong Jin to fake his death.