Chapter 155

The hot heart is like being poured down by a basin of cold water pocket, which instantly breathes a little throb and indulgence in her heart.

He Xi suddenly opened his eyes and pushed away Nangong Yu who held her.

With a loud bang, Nangong Yu was pushed hard and hit on the edge of the tub, making a dull hum.

The face, which had recovered a little blood, turned pale again, and even the skin on the body became cold and transparent again.

The door of the room was pushed open instantly, and the figure of Qinglong burst in. Nangong Yu, who was standing awake, could not help but rejoice: "master, you are awake!"

Nangong Yu's face is iron green, and his eyes are not on He Xi for a moment. He says three words coldly: "get out!"

Qinglong shuddered in the roar of Nangong Yu, and then looked at the He river whose clothes were also wet. Suddenly, he blushed and hurriedly backed out.

There are only two people left in the room: He Xi and Nangong Yu. But this time, the atmosphere between them is no longer ambiguous and lingering, and there is a bit of frost condensation.

He Xi looked at Nangong Yu's pale face, a little guilty in his heart, hurried forward, straightened up his hand and asked anxiously, "how do you feel now?"

Nangong Yu grabbed the small hand of He Xi and pulled her to the front of her, staring at her with sharp eyes, as if to see through her from inside to outside.

He Xi felt the cold temperature of his palm, which made people tremble. He said: "you still don't let go? Let me check for you! "

Who knows Nangong Yu not only didn't let go, but also tightened her palm abruptly, his voice was low with suppressed anger, "Xi'er, why did you just get distracted, why did you push me away? Just in my arms, who do you think of? "

Because care is so sensitive, because put in the heart so can't bear that she was owned by anyone.

Nangong Yu can feel the sadness, resentment and determination emanating from He Xi at that moment. What kind of experience can make her have such a strong mood fluctuation? For whom and for whom does she grieve?

As long as he thought that there had been another person in his Xi'er's heart, Nangong Yu couldn't restrain his bloodthirsty intention. If that person was in front of him, he would surely tear him to pieces.

He Xi Zheng Zheng, then suddenly shook off his hand, snapped: "I don't know what you are talking about? Please sit down and let me have a look at your injury. The medicine has not completely penetrated into your body. If it backfires, your injury will become more and more serious. Do you want to die? "

Nangong Yu was unmoved and stared at her, as if to look into her heart.

He Xi was so domineering and obstinate, but at the same time, she could see Nangong Yu's increasingly ugly face, hated his aggressiveness in her heart, and hated that she was so worried about him. She could not help being angry and said: "we are not relatives, at most it's a casual relationship. Isn't it normal for me to push you away? In the face of the frivolity of strangers, should I not resist, or do you think I should be open to any man who has only known him for more than a month? "

Nangong Yu's face suddenly became more gloomy. A pair of beautiful star eyes seemed to spray out fire. His hands stretched out quickly like lightning. He grabbed He Xi's waist and pulled her into his arms. Then he sneered: "ha ha, it's not relatives, it's not relatives? In the eyes of Xi'er, I am just a stranger who is not a relative or a stranger. "