Chapter 80

Quiet ward, full of ANN Xiaoqiao roar, after calming down again, the air filled with hostile smoke, she is angry Ling shaotian hold Li Mu cup.

Ling shaotian is angry that an Xiaoqiao ignores his body and finds himself for Li muyuan.

Li muyuan, the source of the war between the two.

"It's not up to you to decide what I'm going to do. ANN, Joe, how can you tell me what I'm going to do?" Ling Shao roared at her because of the weather.

It seems that the detention of Li muyuan is true. An Xiaoqiao looks at the man with a cold face. He is helpless in his loss: "yes, I can't tell you what to do with your decision, but Ling shaotian should have a conscience. His parents are dead. How can you give up?"

Give up, is he not give up

In addition to listening to other people's words, an Xiaoqiao asked himself when and when he cared about himself. He held on to Li muyuan, but he didn't want him to send that piece of unnecessary evidence to him. Is it wrong to protect himself like this.

What's wrong with this? It's heartless to do this. Should Li mucuan be accused of killing people and finally be put in prison.

Qi and blood surged, never had the anger, across his eyes.

On ANN small Qiao, she unexpectedly does not have the slightest timid idea, return to stare at oneself similarly, two people confront.

Ling shaotian, roared: "an Xiaoqiao, do you have a heart, do you have a heart." Then he reached out and grabbed an Xiaoqiao's collar, pulled her, two people close to each other, forehead against forehead, nose tip to nose tip distance, let his strength directly cover an Xiaoqiao's cold.

Heart, of course she has, but he shot through, heart is dead, what is left, a body.

"Whether I have a heart or not has nothing to do with you." In the face of his anger, an Xiaoqiao looks calm, like an outsider, light mouth.

What does it matter!

Ling shaotian is shocked. She lets go of her collar. Ann Xiaoqiao falls on the bed and looks at him. She suddenly finds that Ling shaotian seems to have lost his soul, just like Satan in the dark. Besides bloodthirsty, only bloodthirsty can fill his empty soul.

Half a moment of absence, let her heart a shock, just half a second, because half a second later, Ling shaotian words let her collapse again.

"It doesn't matter to me whether you have a heart or not, but my relationship with Li muyuan is, no, die, no, Sue." Ling shaotian said that in the end, he became gnashing his teeth. If Li muyuan was in front of him, he would tear people up directly.

"Why do you do this? I hate you. You only make me feel guilty for him all my life. Ling shaotian, I hate you." An Xiaoqiao kneels on the hospital bed, grabs Ling shaotian's clothes and swings his powder fist on his chest. Regardless of the pain in his heart, he cries while fighting.

It's like running out of strength.

The more an Xiaoqiao is like this, Ling Shao tianhen can't directly chop Li muyuan and feed it to the fish.

After holding her wrists in both hands to prevent her from beating herself so madly and tightly, he said in a cold voice, "calm down, Ann Joe, do you want to die?"

Just healed wound where can withstand such madness.

"Yes, I want to die. If you want to kill Li muyuan, kill me together. Anyway, it's unnecessary for me to live." An Xiaoqiao doesn't want to hurt li muyuan again because of himself.

If he is hurt this time, he will live in guilt all his life. Living like that is not like death.

She should die for Li muyuan. Ling shaotian never shows such a look. Looking at an Xiaoqiao, she even stops her movements.

Heartache, when an Xiaoqiao finished that sentence, his heart seemed to be bleeding. At this moment, Ling Shaocai realized that he fell in love with an Xiaoqiao.

But this woman is willing to give up her life for another man.

All is how ironic, turn around, even the eyes disdain to give an Xiaoqiao, step open leg turn around to leave.

Facing his figure, an Xiaoqiao suddenly finds that Ling shaotian's injured expression shows why he is so injured.

Is it because of his guilt for Li muyuan, or is he jealous.

No, how can he be jealous? A person who can sacrifice his life at any time, is he likely to like it.

impossible.

The answer is yes, anxiaoqiao back to God, Ling shaotian has gone to the door, suddenly think of Li muyuan's things, she regardless of the pain of the wound, hurried forward, covered the injured muzzle, tightly frown, reached out to catch him, he turned to anxiaoqiao, saw her cry: "please, let him go, as is for me to accept this shot to make compensation, OK, lingshaotian?"

She wanted to kneel on the ground and plead, just for the safety of Li muyuan, Ling shaotian looked at her humble appearance, stretched out his hand to pull her up, put his hands around her body, and the strong kiss fell on her lips.

Like in the vent heart of discontent, vent heart of jealousy, kiss to the urgent, the tip of the tongue as always crazy sycophant, overbearing swept an Xiaoqiao whole mouth, let her almost suffocate.

Regardless of her pain, Ling shaotian tightens her strength, hoping to crush the little woman in front of her. She reaches for her chin and raises it, just like a cheetah occupying an Xiaoqiao's deep throat.

When the pain comes, an Xiaoqiao shrinks all over. Ling shaotian just lets go and looks at her angrily. An Xiaoqiao gasps and tightly clasps his arm for fear that he will be paralyzed on the ground in the next second.

Ling shaotian doesn't seem to have enough vent yet. He opens his mouth again and wraps an Xiaoqiao's mouth. It seems that he is punishing her. He bites her lip hard.

"Oh..." she sobbed in pain, but it didn't ease. The man sucked and sucked hard, hoping to suck her soul away.

Fanatical kiss swept away again, with faint pain, let Ann Little Joe dodge right and left.

Until she couldn't bear it again, Ling shaotian finally let go, and an Xiaoqiao's lips were red, swollen and unconscious.

"Wuwu, it hurts. Ling shaotian, what do you want to do?" An Xiaoqiao stretched out his hand to wipe his mouth and said that he was wronged.

He doesn't speak. Seeing her face full of grievances and pain, Ling Shao Tiangang's anger calms down a little. He reaches out and pinches her chin. Ann Xiaoqiao struggles in fear. Where is the kiss? It's a revenge bite.

It's too painful for her to refuse.

After all, Ling shaotian couldn't escape his third kiss. He thought it would be more painful. However, Ling shaotian gently kisses her lips like a gentleman. She teases the cat again and again. Finally, she closes her deep eyes and kisses her face with intoxication, like kissing her beloved woman. Everything is so natural, It's so affectionate again.

An Xiaoqiao lost in such a gentle ask, tongue tip pick, tease, dance in her mouth, sometimes circle, sometimes fondle.

Hook her lilac tongue, like a patient teacher, teach students, let an Xiaoqiao shy with himself.

The end of a kiss, the tip of the tongue to leave, actually dragging silver, ambiguous people imagination.

"Can put li..." an Xiaoqiao blushed, looked up at Ling shaotian, words have not finished, then collapsed in his arms, a face of pain with eyes closed.

She wanted to say that she could let Li Mu drink.

Of course not.

But the words choked in the throat, then saw her faint, Ling shaotian quickly picked up an Xiaoqiao, when he saw a red stain in her heart, he immediately low curse: "damn."

The red light in the emergency room lights up again, and Ling shaotian's face turns black again. Cha Sijie comes forward and points to him with a reproach: "do you dare to be in some animals? What people suffer is a gunshot wound, not a cut in their hand by a knife. You make it day and night. Sooner or later, you will kill them."

"Don't get in there yet." Ling Shao's face darkened and roared.

When an Xiaoqiao is pushed into the operating room and sees everyone's dignified face, Zheng Xiuli finally appears in front of him. The wrist is wrapped with gauze, just like it.

"Ling Shao, is miss an hurt?" Zheng Xiuli looked at the operating room, a worried face asked.