Chapter 729

"Why on earth did you do this?" Finally, Catherine opened her mouth with extreme doubt.

Christine looked proud and waited for her to say she was satisfied and liked it. Unexpectedly, she said such a sentence!

If he reads it correctly, is it still a question?

Shi. t！

Doesn't she know what he's doing?

I can't tell what he's doing, whether he's in the head or kicked by a donkey?

"You don't know what I'm for?" Christine approached her with a cold face, her strong body close to her, clasped her jaw and forced her to look at herself.

Deep eyes are like two pools of abyss, unable to see the edge and the bottom.

His approach, his breath and his body temperature are transmitted to her skin through the clothes. His heart beats uncontrollably, like dancing a fierce samba, fanaticism and passion!

"I don't know." He suddenly tightened his fingertips, pinched her to eat and frowned, She said word by word: "I don't know. After I was captured by the US emperor and vaccinated until I was cured, your contrasting attitude made me feel uneasy. Christine, I don't want your sympathy, let alone your pity! You don't have to feel sorry for me at all, because I don't need it!"

"Pity? Sympathy?" Christine never thought these two words were so ironic. It was like a purposeful joke to satirize what he did.

He could not help nodding. His eyes were burning with anger. He began to take off his suit coat, and then he untied his shirt buttons neatly.

Because of the urgency, the buttons were not untied several times. He cursed and tore them open with both hands, and all the buttons fell to the ground.

Catherine looked at him out of control and took a step back, The next second she caught her immediately: "I pity you? I ******** still sympathize with you? Katherine, open your eyes and show me clearly. Look at the injuries on it. They are all caused by you. Thanks to you! Now, you also pity me, sympathize with me, and treat me *********************************************************

Catherine stared at the nail size scar on his well-defined, muscular, thin and strong belly. Looking up, she saw the deep scratches on his shoulder, which looked so dazzling and frightening against his white skin.

How much effort should it take to draw several such deep wounds?

There were too many emotions in her eyes. After the shock, it was unspeakable heartache.

Christine pointed to the scar on her lower abdomen, Leng Sheng said: "See? It's all thanks to you! If it's not to save you, can I get shot? Look at the scratch! If it's not to keep you from hurting others, do I need to hurt you with my own body? When it comes to compassion and pity, should I be the object of compassion and pity? Also, even if you're caught by the people of the United States, it's strange that you don't have people or ghosts Things, I fucking deserve to put down my body to do this for that little guilt. Do you pity you? Catherine, tell me the fuck, can I do it! "

Perhaps he roared too hysterically, or his words were too shocking to her. Catherine opened her eyes and looked at him with determination, unable to say a word.

Yes, he's right at all.