"If I don't, Huo Qingtian will kill me."

"You know exactly who he is. I am also an innocent victim. "

Song Weiqing reddened her eyes, clenched her lower lip, forced the feeling in her body, and looked pitifully at Huo Xiao.

"He, he also likes to use soap."

In a word, song Weiqing pours all the sewage on Huo Qingtian. Anyway, Huo Qingtian is not here, so he won't know what he said.

Otherwise let Huo Xiao know that he drugged him, the consequences are not song Weiqing can bear.

At the end of the speech, song Weiqing felt as if she was being roasted by the fire, and her whole body was boiling hot. Although the place where she was holding her wrist was painful, she felt a certain sense of relief, which made her want to get close.

The calculation in her mind began to blur.

**For her, the agent has such a big effect, song Weiqing does not believe it will have no effect on Huoxiao.

Huo Xiao's medicine can show the effect of the medicine to the greatest extent. He will suffer 10000 times more than song Weiqing.

Song Weiqing believes that Huo Xiao will give in.

Even if he is angry again, he will lose himself under the medicine.

This is why song Weiqing chose this kind of * * agent.

The cells in the body are undergoing tremendous changes. Huo Xiao can feel his brain sinking and his body burning. He just wants to get rid of it completely.

The woman below is as cold and tender as silk, which makes people want to sink on her.

"Xiao, I feel bad. I know you feel the same. Don't bear it."

"After today, I can pretend that nothing happened."

"You're not sorry for mu Chudi. It's just Huo Qingtian, not you, under the urge of the potion."

"Come on, let's get out together."

Song Weiqing said all kinds of good words, she really can't stand this kind of suffering, her body is like being gnawed by ten thousand insects.

If we had known that Huoxiao's master would come back, song Weiqing would not have taken the antidote.

Huo Xiao's injection can enlarge the effect of the * * agent tens of thousands of times. Song Weiqing can't bear it, let alone Huo Xiao.

At this time, Huo Xiao's hairline, nose, thin lips, pale and bloodless.

The man's deep eyes are filled with love, but when he hears the name of Mu Chu Di, his eyes are frozen.

All of a sudden, a tiny sound came from behind.

Song Weiqing felt something dripping down his back.

She tried her best to turn her head and was stunned by the bright red in front of her eyes.

Huo Xiao even stabbed his arm with a knife and pressed it down with the help of pain.

The piercing pain condensed his blurred eyes.

He regained consciousness.

"Where is she?"

Knife after knife, as if the hand was not his, Huo Xiao was able to calmly ask her.

If it wasn't for his pale and bloodless face, song Weiqing might have thought that Huo Xiao wasn't the one who was injured.

Even if there is only primitive desire and plunder in his body, he will still remember the name of Mu Chu di.

Just a little mention of Mu Chu Di, Huo Xiao will be able to regain consciousness, and even to his heart.

Knife after knife at yourself.

The room is full of thick smell of blood, which stimulates song Weiqing.

Jealousy and lust mixed together, so that song Weiqing lost her reason, boldly provoked Huo Xiao, "she died, you killed her."