Chapter 1230: Fool, What I Like Is You (Eighteen)

The heart is already suffocating from pain.

He bent down to pick up the iron rod on the ground, pulled Tang Feiling's hair, and walked to the side of the iron tong, which was burned with charcoal ash.

There was also a bottle of gasoline and a lighter next to him, and he bent down to pour the whole bottle of gasoline into Tietong, then lit it with the lighter and threw the iron rod into it.

Tang Feiling was frightened by Ming Ansheng's series of actions, and had already realized what he was going to do, and shouted with her mouth open, "Ansheng, don't, you can't do this to me." ”

She tried to break free from Ming Ansheng's grip.

But where is her strength comparable to Ming Ansheng, seeing that the triangular iron piece is burning red, Ming Ansheng's eyes are burning with burning anger.

He reached out and picked up the iron.

"No...... Not ......"

"Ah......h

The woman's screams shook the entire warehouse, and also shook Su Yue, who was in a weak state, to wake up a lot.

She lifted her eyelids and looked at the scene, her pupils suddenly widened to the limit.

The tall man pressed Tang Feiling against the wall, and his body exuded a terrifying murderous aura, like death.

She opened her mouth slightly, wondering if she was dreaming.

That's Uncle Ming?

said that she would not think about him anymore, and she would not think about him anymore, but at this moment, seeing him, the grievances and pain in her heart still couldn't help but surge.

Longing for his hugs, longing for his comfort and coaxing.

Su Yue's eyes flashed with tears, she gritted her teeth, and her breathing was shallow and heavy.

"Tang Feiling, you slut!"

Ming Ansheng threw away the iron rod, grabbed Tang Feiling's hair, and threw her out fiercely.

Tang Feiling fell to the ground, her face was already bloody and blurred, she opened her hands, she didn't dare to touch, and rolled on the ground in pain.

Su Yue was shocked when she saw Tang Feiling's face.

"Yueyue."

The man's tall figure had already arrived in front of her, and his gentle, distressed tone and trembling voice made Su Yue confused and confused.

She raised her little face and looked at him in a daze, "She...... She's your fiancée. ”

She hadn't eaten since last night, she had been tormented by pain all night, and now she was basically in a state of collapse, and her voice was so weak that she could barely hear it.

But Ming Ansheng heard it clearly, he looked at her and curled his lips in distress, "Fool, what I like is you." ”

I thought that this confession was so unspeakable, and even if it was said, it would be fierce and hot.

I never thought it would be so calm.

However, Su Yue's heart was stirred up by a thousand waves because of his calm confession.

She raised her head and looked at Ming Ansheng, looking at her without blinking, and for a while, all the pain was left behind.

It's not joy, it's not anger, it's surprise, it's surprise.

"I'm sorry I've bothered you." Ming Ansheng bent down and squatted down his noble body and squatted in front of Su Yue.

Reach out and help her untie the rope that was helping her.

Looking at Su Yue now, Ming Ansheng's heart, with guilt and regret, is not enough to describe.

He should control his feelings, or be brave and free to face them.

All the ropes on her body were untied, and Su Yue's body fell to one side softly.

"Yueyue." Ming Ansheng reached out and quickly caught her, and easily picked up her petite body.

An eighteen-year-old girl, holding it in her hand, didn't even weigh at all.

He was distressed, lowered his head, and gently dropped a kiss on her forehead.

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