Especially when she was dying, the fear of that second fell on her like the whole night, and she was deeply enveloped, no matter how hard she was, she could not find a ray of light.
It was only now that she suddenly remembered what Gu Zhuoyang would appear.
After reading this, An Muxi looked up at the gloomy, tight but graceful side face and wondered, By the way, why did you come?
Gu Zhuoyang heard it with a pale smile. Do you remember me now?
An Muxi bit his lip and felt guilty. I’m sorry … I didn’t care so much about the situation just now.
Don’t care so much or you can’t care about anyone else except him?
I … AnMuXi at that time the language thiamine and dare not take care of ZhuoYang eyes can low beautiful eyelids slightly uneasy to get fingers.
She was silent, she didn’t know what to answer, and Gu Zhuoyang’s eyes seemed to be the default.
Suddenly a surge of anger from the bottom of my heart.
The abrupt pain.
Gu Zhuoyang pinched a woman and forced her to look straight at herself. Word by word, like biting, she said, An Muxi, don’t you know how to take good care of yourself? Why do you always have to be such a bitch? If you don’t know how to resist and escape, forget it, and you will continue to be biased and turn a blind eye to those who love you.
Because of being too angry and too worried, Gu Zhuoyang’s speech became sharp and inarticulate. Tell me, is your brain full of pig feed?
AnMuXi frown at silence.
If she wants him to calm down, let him scold at will.
Anyway, no matter how difficult it is to obey, she is used to being scolded by others, and even worse, it is him.
Even if he is angry to hit her, she will never fight back.
However, the woman’s stubborn silence completely angered Gu Zhuoyang, and the strength in his hand unconsciously increased. He watched the woman gradually break, and the expression was cold and deep. The bottom of his eyes was like a sudden flash across the night meteor, and the sky was misty, cold and amazing.品茶
I would have told you to leave him. What didn’t you listen to? If you had been willing to come with me, none of this would have happened now. Do you know that your greatest advantage is death, Anmuxi?
If I don’t kill Ye Feiran just now, are you still going to let her go? Then wait for her to come to you and kill you like she said?
Anmuxi twisted her eyebrows deeply, and the pain made her delicate forehead ooze a thin layer of sweat, but the expression of pain was shocked when she heard that he had killed Ye Feiran.
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The beautiful pupil shrinks. An Muxi forgets his left arm and hurts his hands. Qi Li is stunned and pulls his iron fist. You … What did you say?
The falling sound of the words was almost painfully exhaled by hand stimulation.
She looked at Gu Zhuoyang covering her wound. She heard the gun just now, but she really Gu Zhuoyang wasted Ye Feiran’s hands or feet at best. She didn’t know that he had killed her directly!
You … you killed her?
Doesn’t she deserve to die? The narrow phoenix eye is frivolous and scornful.品茶
An Muxi shook his head. She deserves to die, but you shouldn’t kill her. Even if you want to kill her, I should do it.
Are you cruel?
I … I’m cruel
If you were really cruel and hesitated and panicked at that time? Gu Zhuoyang looked at her coldly and didn’t want to miss a subtle expression on her face.
If you don’t want to miss an opportunity to know and love her.
Don’t ask. AnMuXi got up and patted his hand, and his head was swollen with pain and anxiety. He took a few steps. You shouldn’t kill Gu Zhuoyang anyway.
And wait for her to kill you? Gu Zhuoyang also don’t know which come of patience to deal with her suddenly.
No, An Muxi explained, I … I don’t want you. It’s not worth killing.
Gu Zhuoyang, you shouldn’t have my hands stained with sin.
Blood is enchanting and taboo is the root of evil. She doesn’t want his hands to be stained.
Gu Zhuoyang sat elegantly on the sofa, lifted her eyes deeply, and looked at her. Her words finally relaxed.
Should I be glad that you can finally consider my position for once? His voice is still cold, but his tone is not as strong as that.
Tall and tall, he approached Anmuxi a few steps and gently stroked her face with warm hands.
He misses day and night, but he can’t touch his face.
Gu Zhuoyang’s heart is bitter. An Muxi, do you really love without taste?
AnMuXi abrupt slightly back.
The hand is deadlocked for half.
Gu Zhuoyang’s expression was broken in an instant for a second before the heartstrings were relaxed again.