Under Tang Jingqing's slightly wet bangs, her eyes that looked like ice gloomy stared at Cheng Yue: "Did you calculate that I would pinch your neck like this, and that you would die here today?! Do you really think... can you still hypnotize me now?!"

Cheng Yue opened his eyes wide and grabbed Tang Jingqing's hand that was pinching his neck with both hands. At some point, Tang Jingqing had already put on gloves and kicked Cheng Yue into the wall.

Cheng Yue covered his abdomen, barely stabilized his body, and smiled softly.

Tang Jingqing had no expression on her face. While walking towards Cheng Yue, she slowly took out another glove and put it on, curled her lips... and grabbed his neck and pressed him against the wall and raised him up.

"Do you know why I wear gloves?! It's not to leave any traces..." Tang Jingqing's voice was cold, "Because I feel disgusted when I touch you."

Tang Jingqing had ten thousand ways to make Cheng Yue die. She thought about it... she still felt that this kind of close-up appreciation of Cheng Yue's death was the most in line with her.

The little girl's beautiful eyes were not moved at all, as if killing people was not psychologically stressful for her.

Under his bangs, the delicate little face that made Cheng Yue crazy was calm and indifferent, and his whole body was filled with a scattered and proud aura.

Cheng Yue was so pinched that he couldn't breathe, his eyes were red, his forehead was exploding, and his whole face was red.

Tang Jingqing put force on her hand, and suddenly a numb feeling climbed up to her spine. Tang Jingqing's strength seemed to be sucked away by a vacuum cleaner, and was losing rapidly. The sharp pain was like ten thousand steel knives piercing her body...

Cheng Yue, who had been pinched, suddenly pulled Tang Jingqing's arm away, fell to the side and coughed violently and wheezed violently.

Tang Jingqing held the wall in a mess, but couldn't hold on to her body and fell to the ground. The pain made her forehead sweat burst out. She bit her tongue and the smell of blood was filled with her mouth.

She instinctively wanted to stand up, but she couldn't stand the sharp pain. Every muscle in her body could make Tang Jingqing exhaled in pain.

Cheng Yue turned his head to look at Tang Jingqing, who was pale and blood-colored, and showed a strange smile. He pressed his cough: "Originally... cough cough, I wanted to wake you up if I was ready, cough cough cough... Let you clearly see how I got you, cough cough hahahaha..."

Tang Jingqing clenched her back teeth, tremblingly raised her hand to hold the cabinet beside her and stood up. The sweat beads gathered together and slid down her temples. She couldn't exert her strength to fall back, but she couldn't even say a word.

Cheng Yue smiled and suddenly pursed his lips, and vomited blood with his hands. He stared at the bright red on the ground as if he was not concerned, laughing loudly: "Did I really not hypnotize you?! If not...my little Jingqing, cough cough... why didn't you know that I injected you with the medicine?!"

"Don't resist Xiao Jingqing, cough cough cough cough cough cough..." Cheng Yue wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his white shirt sleeve, "I can't live for a few days, so no matter what the price I pay today, cough cough cough cough... I will get the biggest obsession in my life. I want... I want to record the picture of my little Jingqing, cough cough cough... When I die, you will think of me when you see this picture!"

Cheng Yue squatted beside Tang Jingqing and looked down at Tang Jingqing. Seeing Tang Jingqing's face flushed, he knew that the medicine was coming!

"Little Jingqing's medicine is very painful?! Well?! If it hurts, you cry... My favorite thing is to see my little Jingqing crying in front of me! I feel so crying... I feel very sorry..."

Cheng Yue's throat rolled, and he didn't say that word, for fear that he would not be able to control it.

He recovered, his smile was particularly strange: "The fatal temptation that makes me want to die on you!"

Cheng Yue smiled furiously, reached out to zip Tang Jingqing's sweatshirt, and refused to cough, "I really want to die with my little girl! I die in my little Jingqing's arms..."

The man's wrist was held by Tang Jingqing's left hand, but the force was soft and he could only gently pull Cheng Yue's hand.

Cheng Yue's throat was rolling violently, and he could hardly control his cough: "My little Jingqing, behind you...my name, is my still there?!......hehehe...I want to... look at it, look at it...!"

"Look at your uncle!" Tang Jingqing raised her eyes, and her body was filled with a terrifying and fierce aura. She held the old-fashioned glass kettle she touched in the cabinet with her right hand, and slapped Cheng Yue's head hard.

Cheng Yue screamed, covered his eyes and knelt on the ground, so much pain that his soul was trembling and rolling for several rounds.

The glass fragments of the old-fashioned glass kettle pierced into Cheng Yue's eyes. Even Cheng Yue, who was already accustomed to the pain, could not bear such pain.

Tang Jingqing pulled up her shirt, grabbed the fragments of the thermos on the ground and held them in her palm. The blood in her palm drips down.

The pain made Tang Jingqing lose some strength, which made her rationality and Qingming gradually recover. She stood up with the cabinet and did not dare to let go, for fear of falling down at any time.

"Off the lights..." Cheng Yue almost roared with these two words hysterically.

Tang Jingqing's face turned pale in an instant.

Before Cheng Yue could snap his fingers, the door was kicked open...

The gloomy light came in outside, and Tang Jingqing saw Shen Zizhou standing at the door in a home suit, looking dark and terrifying.

In the rain curtain, Shen Zizhou saw Tang Jingqing exposed with her shirt and sweatshirt with her shoulders open. Her masseter muscles were clear, and her face, which was originally noble and cold, was leaping straight into the blue veins.

Shen Zizhou remembered that in Tang Qiuwen's memory, he saw the young Tang Jingqing's back full of whip marks, and the back was engraved with bloody words Cheng Yue, and gritted his teeth and reached out...

Cheng Yue, who was still on the ground, couldn't get up, appeared in Shen Zizhou's hand in an instant. Shen Zizhou grabbed Cheng Yue's face with his big hand.

Through Shen Zizhou's big hand, Cheng Yue's intact eyes saw Shen Zizhou staring at his golden eyes rolling with anger. An emotion that was even more terrifying than death enveloped Cheng Yue, and his eyes were bloodshot.

Shen Zizhou's expression was cold and he used force on his hands...

"Sir! Stop!"

While Qin Weishu's voice sounded, Cheng Yue's entire head was like a watermelon being pinched and blood was splattered.

Cheng Yue, who was still struggling, had no breath for a moment, and only kept the slight muscles of his fingers trembling.

Shen Zizhou shook Cheng Yue away, as if he had shaken away some garbage. He looked cold and pursed his lips, and walked towards Tang Jingqing inside the room: "I'm late..."
Chapter completed!