Chapter 149

He... Should have bought insurance.

In the numbness, she actually had a comedy feeling of worrying that his car had not been insured, diluting the numb depression in her heart.

Yeling vented, and his palm suddenly slapped on the car body. The residue of glass stabbed into his palm, but he didn't feel a little pain. All nerves were protesting, and Shen Qianshu was afraid of him.

She quietly watched him go crazy, helpless.

Yeling suddenly turned around, and his scarlet eyes looked at her, like looking at the thing he hated most, and he was so angry that he wanted to tear the woman in front of him to pieces, sacrifice the seven years of blood and tears with her blood, and comfort his painful soul with her blood. He wanted to be like a vampire, bite her artery, drink her blood, and turn her into a similar kind. You are also crazy, so you won't dislike me.

If you were crazy, you wouldn't dislike me.

He is a lonely alien.

He doesn't want to be a lonely alien again.

But he was so angry that he could only vent on a car like a beast without touching her hair.

Love and hate go hand in hand.

He suddenly grabbed Shen Qianshu's shoulder, forced his hand bones, and left two blood marks on her clothes. He shouted wildly, "why should you be afraid of me? Why should you be afraid of me? I hurt you once, no, no, I didn't hurt you, why should you be afraid of me, I gave you everything, why should you be afraid of me?"

He questioned nervously, and Shen Qianshu's eyes were red.

This is a man who put down his butcher's knife and became a devil.

Her bones, as if to be removed by him.

Sir, I'm wrong.

Give me a little more time.

I will try to forget.

Ye Ling suddenly held her in her arms, pressed her tightly, and said in a crazy tone, "don't be afraid of me, don't be afraid of me, I won't hurt you, don't be afraid, Sara, don't be afraid of me, don't be afraid of me..."

He suddenly pushed Shen Qianshu away.

The fragility of that moment seemed to be her illusion.

"Shen Qianshu, you like him, don't you?" Yeling's eyes were full of hate. His hands tightly clasped Shen Qianshu's shoulders, and his voice was low and fierce, "you like him, don't you? Talk!"

Shen Qianshu's shoulder was so painful that his bones almost broke under the strength of his hand.

"You like that fierce beast, so he forced a woman to fuck you, and you don't blame him. You are willing to have a little princess for him, but you don't want me to touch a hair of you. Do you like him, you say!"

"Ah..." Yeling exerted herself, and Shen Qianshu's shoulder seemed to be removed alive. She really couldn't stand the pain. She shouted pain, and Ye Ling was indifferent. Shen Qianshu was quick to think, "I'm going to die, and you won't have a little princess."

Yeling roughly pushed her away, and Shen Qianshu hit the car back. A piece of sharp glass stabbed into his waist, and his face turned white with pain.

"You like him, you like him..." he fell into obsession again, his heart was fierce and thick, and his eyes were scarlet and terrifying. Shen Qianshu covered his back waist with one hand and felt a piece of moisture.

The palm is full of blood.

Cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

Dual personality is a rare and incurable psychosis.

When you get sick, you lose both.

She looked at his bloody hand, looked at his crazy appearance, choked with pain, something hidden in the bottom of her heart, was buried for seven years, almost broke through the earth, but she was desperately suppressed.