She was panting violently, but the pain everywhere in her body was no match for the hand that fell on her.

Doctor Jiang!

Crystal tears welled up in the corners of Liang Shuer's eyes: "As long as I am good, will you listen to me in everything?"

Her words made Jiang Lie pause, and then his eyes showed unconcealable pleasure.

"Of course." He said: "I am the best at caring for women."

"Okay." She nodded: "Let me get up first."

Jiang Lie gently helped the person up and raised her hand to push the hair from her face behind her ears.

"It would be great if it was like this earlier." He touched her face: "Does it hurt?"

Liang Shuer looked at him: "Can you go out?"

"Of course." He hugged her and walked out.

Liang Shuer's hands tightly grasped the front of the bathrobe on her chest, and she walked out of the bathroom and then to the bedroom.

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The bedroom is separated from the bathroom by a corridor. On the other side of the corridor is a balcony, and you can see the dim lights outside.

The rain hitting the glass bed made a "crackling" sound, which also covered up the sound from downstairs.

As soon as Liang Shuer walked in, Jiang Lie grabbed her wrist and pulled her to the bed, then pushed her hard and pressed her down on the bed.

There was only a mattress left on the bed, and everything else was packed away by Liang Shuer.

She frowned, raised her hand to block Jiang Lie's lowered head, and said, "I feel a little uncomfortable. Can I stay up there?"

The smile on Jiang Lie's lips deepened: "So you like this kind of thing."

He said as he hugged her, turned over, and sat on her.

After such a turn, Liang Shuer's bathrobe was torn open again, faintly revealing the spring scenery inside the bathrobe.

Jiang Lie held her hand and pulled her towards him impatiently: "Baby, don't worry, I will definitely..."

Before he finished speaking, Liang Shuer suddenly raised his hand and grabbed the belt around his waist.

"Don't move." She lowered her head, and her cold voice seemed to tug at Jiang Lie's heart. Seeing what she wanted to do, he felt a tingling all over his body and was extremely excited.

"Okay, I won't move."

He lay down with a smile, let go of his hand, and scanned Liang Shuer's body over and over again unscrupulously. Thinking of what would happen next, and the sound of Liang Shuer untying his belt, he felt a tremor all over his body, and he couldn't bear it anymore.

.

"Shu'er, I didn't expect you to be like this in private. It seems that I have really missed a lot over the years. If I had known, I should have——"

Before Jiang Lie finished speaking, he suddenly paused and his expression changed slightly.

He lowered his eyes subconsciously: "What is that in your hand?"

Liang Shuer looked up at him, her delicate little face revealed a frightening coldness under the light of the bedroom, her black hair stuck to her fair cheeks, and the extreme contrast between black and white made Jiang Lie

There was an inexplicable chill in my heart, and a very bad feeling suddenly arose.

Then he saw Liang Shuer's tight red lips opened, and said with a smile: "Ebrow trimming knife."

"What?" Jiang Lie opened his eyes wide, and his elbow on his side suddenly pressed hard on the edge of the bed to get up, and his other hand was raised to grab Liang Shuer's wrist.

His movements were already very fast, but they could not match Liang Shuer's first move.

"ah--"

A scream that was almost like killing a pig resounded in the bedroom. Jiang Lie almost fainted from the pain. Cold sweat dripped from his forehead. He reflexively raised his foot and kicked Liang Shu'er's chest hard, knocking him off the bed and covering his back.

It hit the closet door hard.

Liang Shuer groaned in pain and just lay there for a while without anyone moving. Her long black hair covered her face, and the expression on her face could not be seen clearly.

Her back felt like it was being torn apart by life. The severe pain made Liang Shuer's brain turn white. For several seconds, her whole body seemed to be in pain and lost all consciousness.

Jiang Lie was lying on the bed in a very funny posture, his face turned the color of pig liver because of the pain, his mouth was open and he was gasping for air, and his whole body was curled up and shaking unconsciously because of the pain.

The mattress was a blue and white ocean color, and at this time, the blue and white mattress under him was stained with a large pool of bright red blood.

"...Liang, Liang Shu..."

Jiang Lie looked at Liang Shu'er lying on the ground angrily, as if he wanted to say something, but the severe pain made his body tremble with every word he said.

Then he heard Liang Shuer, who had been lying on the ground motionless, suddenly laugh, very softly.

She raised her hand to support the closet door, gritted her teeth and endured the pain in her back as she struggled to stand up from the ground.

She looked at Jiang Lie on the bed with cold eyes, still holding the sharp eyebrow trimming knife tightly in her right hand, the blade was stained with bright red blood.

She didn't speak, walked a few steps and picked up the scissors that Jiang Lie had thrown out from the ground. She held them firmly, and then walked step by step towards the person on the bed.

Jiang Lie looked at her movements with horror in his eyes, and subconsciously wanted to get up, but the pain somewhere made him unable to use any strength at all.

"You...what do you want to do? Don't you want to live?"

Liang Shuer looked at him and repeated over and over again, word by word, in a very soft voice, without any emotion: "Why do you come to me, why don't you let me go, why?"

"Scum, scum, people like you don't deserve to live."

As she spoke, she held the scissors in both hands and raised them, aiming to stab Jiang Lie in the chest.

Jiang Lie opened his eyes in horror: "Stop..."

Suddenly there was a burst of fast footsteps outside the bedroom door, three steps followed by two steps, heavy and urgent.

"Go to hell."

After Liang Shuer finished speaking, just as the scissors were about to fall, an almost uncontrollable shout came from behind him: "Shu'er!"

Liang Shuer's movements suddenly froze, and the hatred on his face turned into a trace of confusion and shock in an instant.

Jiang Wei quickly stepped forward, grabbed Liang Shuer's arm and hugged her tightly: "I'm sorry, I'm late, I'm sorry."

While shouting her name over and over again in her ear, he raised his hand to touch the scissors she was holding, and with a slight force, he snatched the scissors away.

Liang Shuer looked up at the person in front of him in shock, opened his mouth, and called him in disbelief: "Jiang Wei..."

"It's me." Jiang Wei lowered his head and kissed her cold lips: "It's me, baby, I'm sorry."

He was careful not to touch her red and swollen face, so he held her hand and put it on his face, feeling the body temperature from his palm and the coolness of the rain, which was real and alive.

Not a dream!

It's true, it's really Jiang Zhi.

Liang Shu'er blinked her eyelashes lightly, and in the next second, tears fell down her eyes and all over her face.

She raised her hands and hugged the person in her arms tightly, and her voice became even louder: "Jiang Yi, Doctor Jiang."

"It's me. I'm here."

Jiang Ju's tightened arms trembled slightly, fear and distress mixed together and turned into a scarlet color. When she saw the person lying on the bed, all her emotions were instantly covered by a boundless coldness.


Chapter completed!