Chapter 911

Zhong ran was cold all over. He looked like he had seen a ghost and was stunned.

"Roll, roll..." Yeling's two personalities began to fight violently again. He was convulsed with pain. His mind was like a scuffle. Every second was like a knife, which was killing him. Yeling was in great pain.

Severe convulsion!

Shen Qianshu held his head and her eyes were red and ready to crack. She suddenly turned her head and shouted at Zhong ran, "what are you doing?"

"Miss Shen, do you know what you are doing?"

Aren't you afraid of hurting the young master?

The young master is so fragile.

He is not sure. The second character remembers the young master.

More uncertain, when the second personality will fall into madness.

What if something happens?

"Bell burning!" Shen Qianshu's eyes were fierce, and he had put on a pair of resolute fighting of superiors, like a female version of Yeling, who was bossy and independent, "we are a family."

As a family, we should bear it together.

Even if it's wrong, we will bear it together!

Zhong ran frantically to find the children's painting. Yeling twitched like being shocked by someone. He suddenly stood up and hit the wall with a punch. A hole was hit in the wall. The sniper with a gun hesitated.

Want to shoot?

He dared not shoot without an order.

From his point of view, Miss Shen is really dangerous.

Shen Qianshu rushed over, hugged Yeling's waist from behind, and stopped him from harming himself. "Sir, don't... don't struggle, let go... You."

Yeling seemed to feel more painful. He wanted to shoot himself and solve his pain. In turn, he miraculously and slowly recovered. He no longer roared like a wild beast, and his voice was hoarse.

"Child..." the man shouted persistently, his eyes red, and after the sharp pain, his voice stuttered, "my... Child."

"He'll come right away. He'll come right away. Don't worry." Shen Qianshu stretched out his hand to touch his face while crying.

The man stiffened, suddenly raised his hand and knocked down Shen Qianshu's hand, "you... Bully me."

Bully him to sleep.

Bully him.

"No, really not." Shen Qianshu's voice was as gentle as ever, sobbing hoarsely, "Sir, our child will come soon."

His face was covered with blood.

On her body, there were traces of his self mutilation. They held each other in confusion. She tried her best to give him warmth and confidence.

Yeling's first personality gave up struggling.

As soon as Shen Qianshu's voice fell, he saw Yeling looking straight ahead.

She turned her head.

Children's paintings in Pink Princess skirts appeared at the end of the corridor, dressed in pink and jade, Jade Snow is cute, wears a very beautiful pigtail, and wears white gloves, a little princess who came out of the fairy tale alive.

Tong Hua swallowed a mouthful of water and sweated nervously.

He saw... This daddy for the first time.

His eyes were red, covered with blood, and his hair was messy, like a widowed beast.

Very scary.

"Children's painting, come here, don't be afraid!" Shen Qianshu gritted his teeth, "Mommy is here!"

Tong Hua came over gently.

"Child... Ah, child..." the man widened his eyes, like happy, like despair. Those blood red eyes can almost scare the three-year-old child to cry. Children's painting and his daily life are used to it. They almost dare not look directly at him, but they don't stop at all.

The security guards all liked it.

It is worthy of being a big and small species.

I'm not afraid of this.

They're all shaking with fear, okay?