Chapter 375

Who is she, Wen qinger? She is powerful. No one ever thinks that she is a woman and needs protection. He is the only one who treats her differently.

With this sentence, the blood on the wrist fell more quickly.

And that pair of eyes red again on a point, evil spirit is full.

"Hate me?" Wen Qing'er said in a low voice, but the corner of her mouth was smiling like the sun, "then hate it. If you want to get rid of me in this life, climb on my head and become my leader, otherwise. " Slowly lowered his head, with a trace of ruthlessness, "you are pressed by me all your life. Never turn over. "

As soon as the words came out, the lip biting her wrist loosened instantly.

But Wen Qing'er can't help but step back. She still looks at him haughtily and looks at his sharp eyes that hate to cut herself into pieces. "Today you are tired too. Have a good rest here!"

With that, Wen Qing'er turned around and walked away. At the moment when the door was closed, two lines of clear tears slowly slipped from the white face. The two rows of gums on her wrist were deep and bone could be seen. The whole hand became bloodstained. Wen Qing'er seemed to be exhausted and slowly slid down the leaning door.

She is not the outside legend of strong, she also has a soft heart, she also needs a man to love her. Why is it so hard?

Suddenly, a trace of footsteps came from downstairs. In an instant, Wen Qing'er stood up and wiped away the tears on her face. She recovered a cold face again. Looking up, she saw a pale face. Her brow was wrinkled. "Don't you keep it down?"

Xiufeng just stood at the top of the stairs and didn't move, but the eyes that just looked at her clearly flashed a trace of unknown light and disappeared in an instant. At this time, he slightly lowered his head, stood straight and did not speak.

"Go down!" Wen Qing'er orders coldly.

Xiufeng was still silent, but he had turned around. At the moment of raising his feet, he said softly, "Miss, your wrist needs bandaging. When I came in, I checked your room. There is a medicine box in the third drawer of the left counter."

Finally, the figure gradually disappeared in the corridor with the sound of footsteps.

Wen Qing'er's face is expressionless. She drags her extremely tired body to open the door of the opposite room, but she doesn't intend to deal with the wound on her wrist. She lies on the bed and stares at the dark ceiling.

But Xia Zhengjun in the opposite room is still tied by the fourth-order tenacity vines. The corners of his mouth are full of blood, but his eyes are full of tears. Finally, with his eyes slowly falling.

Hazy as if to see that beautiful soft face, smile very gentle, voice light but crisp, "Zhengjun, you can be good to me all your life, otherwise, I will never let you see me again!"

She said, "Zhengjun, I like the way you look in military uniform. You are the most handsome. In the future, you can tell our children that his father is a soldier and shoulders the task of protecting the country."

"I'm sorry... I'm sorry... Sorry... "

One by one, one by one, finally sobbed.

The next day, the first ray of sunshine in the morning hit the land of China.

Wen qinger, who has been worried about staying up all night, suddenly hears the opening of the door in the opposite room. She immediately stands up. When she opens the door and goes out, she doesn't expect to see a handsome face as usual. Her eyes are less clear and clean, and more unknown taste and silence.