Ye Chuqing shed tears like crazy, almost biting her lips, and the porcelain sheet held on her hand.

The blood emerged from his hand.

"Are you crazy? Why do you hurt you like this, you don't care."

Ye Chuqing eventually woke up, and her confused eyes revealed a clear.

She cried and threw the bloody porcelain filled with blood full of blood. [

Mo Fengya's hands were hot and spicy, but he did not show a painful look.

He saw her throwing away the porcelain, knowing that she was temporarily riding away the devil, and a joy in her heart, no need to hurt the injury.

Gently rub her hair and comfort her:

"It's just a small injury, the bullets are all over, what can this little injury be counted?"

Watching him was blurred by her in his hand, the carpet was filled with his blood.

Even the air was stained with a strong bloody smell. Is this a little injury? Obviously hurting.

However, Ye Chuqing felt that the blood in front of her eyes dispeld the flames in her mind.

In her eyes, only his bloody hand could be seen in her eyes.

Forgot to crazy, forget the pain.

Just shivered his hand and held up his palm, shaking his throat, and looked at him with tears:

"Your hands have a lot of blood flowing out, what should I do, you stop bleeding, sorry, I don’t want to hurt you."

She hurriedly got up from the ground, panicked in the house, and finally found the medicine box on the table.

She was happy, a comfortable smile on her face, hurried over, kneeling on the ground.

Mo Fengya bowed her head silently and looked at her panic and anxious movement, feeling warm.

Because he knew that she was very chaotic now and couldn't control herself at all.

It is possible to kill him if he missed.

But she just scratched him in his hands and saw him bleeding, and her violent eyes gradually woke up.

Even if she is in pain, she does not want to hurt herself.

She was worried about herself subconsciously, and this cognition made him feel very sweet. [

Although she hurt her hand, she obviously she forgot to suffer now, worried about his injuries.

This feeling is really good.

Ye Chuqing shook his hand and wiped the blood on his hand, and a group of cotton was red.

She lost control to hurt him like this. Why didn't the man avoid it? Didn't he know to avoid it?
Chapter completed!