Chapter 225

Nuna's heart began to tremble. Her face was pale. Her pupils reflected the beauty of nanjue. Her eyes were full of fear.

"South Brother nanjue... " She called out in a hoarse voice. Her voice was small and her throat was tense with fear. It was very difficult to make a sound.

Nanjue's powerful aura seemed to have turned into a black mist around her. She felt that her skin began to fester and her blood would drain away.

Such a nanjue made her dare not even ask for mercy.

"I wanted to give her to you. You can play as you like, but now I'm sorry. This bitch is too dirty for you."

Nanjue's beautiful lips slowly hooked up, forming a charm of disaster to the country and the people.

Smile on his face bit by bit emerged, the evil spirit between the eyebrows is also about to come out, let him look extremely evil, is so frightening.

Nuna didn't even have the sound of breathing. She dilated her pupils in horror and opened her trembling lips. She couldn't say a word.

Nanjue stepped forward slowly and looked down at nuna, whose smile deepened gradually.

"There are 270 wounds on Ruan Xiaomian's body."

When Ruan Xiaomian was in a coma, he counted it clearly.

He also left 270 wounds on his heart.

Nuna hurt Ruan Xiaomian, but also hurt him.

Therefore, he should not only avenge Ruan Xiaomian, but also revenge himself.

"You have 270 wounds on your body, but Ruan Xiaomian has returned it, and mine, nuna junlanala, but I will pay back what you owe me thousands of times."

After that, nanjue opened his eyes coldly from nuna's frightened face, and slowly stepped back.

Thin lips slightly open, he cruelly ordered, "continue to fight, until the liver burst."

Dry burst, equal to death.

The breath of Nunaka in her throat finally sucked back.

"No, brother nanjue, don't..." Nuna looked madly, tears falling down one by one in her moist eyes.

She was afraid. She didn't want to die.

"Brother nanjue, I I know it's wrong. I know it's wrong. I don't dare to It's My grandmother asked me to torture and kill Ruan Xiaomian. My grandmother asked me to do this. Brother nanjue, would you give me another chance? For all the years I've loved you, you let me go

Nuna is hoarse and struggling.

She doesn't want to die!

But the love in her mouth, in exchange for nanjue's disdain.

"Keep fighting for me!"

Nanjue's heartless voice sounded faintly in nuna's crazy voice, as if he didn't see how poor nuna was at the moment.

He might forgive this woman for anything, but maybe.

But this time, absolutely not.

This woman made him almost lose Ruan Xiaomian and the man in his heart.

No one can understand that when he saw Ruan Xiaomian, who was all over the body, he felt heartache and almost wanted to die. He didn't want to experience it again in his life.

Grandmother is his family, he can't do anything to her, can only protect Ruan Xiaomian, but this woman, absolutely can't stay in this world.

"Brother nanjue Nanjue

The whip whipped again and again on nuna's body. Her blood ran straight and her death like pain made her crazy and crazy. She called out nanjue's name with a strong hatred.

"You devil, you have destroyed my family. I have forgiven you. If you want to kill me now, I will not let you go. I will not let you go as a ghost. Nanjue, I curse you. I curse you. I curse you that you and Ruan Xiaomian will not have good results in this life!"

……

Castle.

"Nanjue, how did you come back?" Mo LAN is surprised to see nanjue. Shouldn't he stay in the hospital with Ruan Xiaomian?

"Let me show you this."

South Jue cold voice said, directly put the pad in his hand on the sofa beside Mo LAN.

Mo LAN sat upright and elegant, noble from the inside out.

Andre then went forward, picked up pad, bowed his body, and handed his hands to Molan.

Mo LAN just took it, slowly lowered his eyes, the line of sight fell on the tablet computer screen.

“……”

She breathed a silent breath, the shock between her eyebrows flashed away, and the next second returned to calm.

On the screen are pictures, photos of nuna.

In the photo, nuna is lying on the ground, covered with blood all over her body. Her eyes are big, and her eyes are full of hatred. She seems to call on the same unwilling ghosts in the dark.

Nuna is dead.

Mo LAN maintenance decent face looks calm, put down the pad in the hand, said faintly, "you all know.""You think you're smart, you think I won't know, do you? Why are you so naive? If you want to kill Ruan Xiaomian, you should find a good character, and you should find a fool to help you! "

Mo Lan's face is still calm, quietly looking at the South Jue who gradually falls into madness.

Nan Jue looks at Mo LAN from a high position, his eyes are red.

He pointed to Mo Lan's nose, a sentence, said maliciously, "Mo LAN, I will never forgive you. I can't bear to move her now. You hurt her all over. This is the last time. Don't let me do it to you."

"You want to avenge Ruan Xiaomian? Kill me for that woman? " LAN Jue asked in a strong contrast with the light.

"No, you are my grandmother, I will never kill you, but I have a thousand other 10000 ways to make you regret, you must not let me try."

With that, nanjue turned and strode away.

"Nanjue!"

Behind him, Mo Lan's voice rang out.

Nanjue had come to the door, stopped, but did not turn.

His back is long and straight, and his whole body is powerful.

"Anyway, the child in Ruan Xiaomian's stomach is the flesh and blood of our blue blood family, your child, and my great grandson. I will protect my great grandson."

"I hope you're talking from the heart, but Ruan Xiaomian won't raise her baby here. You'll die." South Jue cold voice says, still did not turn round to see Mo LAN one eye.

Mo LAN stretched out his hand and was helped up by Andrea.

"Can you promise me one thing? When Ruan Xiaomian is in production, take her over. I won't try your thousand and ten thousand ways to make me regret, because you will always be my favorite grandson, your child, and I also love you."

"Well, I promise you." The words fell, and nanjue strode away.

He got on the bus and went straight back to the hospital.

Ten minutes to twelve.

Ruan Xiaomian slept peacefully and didn't wake up.

Nanjue sat by the bed and looked at her for a while, and then reluctantly took back his sight, got up and went into the bathroom.

When he came out again, he had finished washing, and there was no shelter on his body. He just wiped it dry and got into Ruan Xiaomian's quilt.

Her body is full of injuries, he did not dare to hug her, afraid to hurt her, afraid that he would love.

……

A month later, Ruan Xiaomian was finally discharged from hospital.

"At last I can go back." Ruan Xiaomian stood comfortably beside the bed and stretched himself. He was happy to change his medical clothes.

Chase was helping with the chores.

He came a month ago. When he saw the gauze on Ruan Xiaomian's face, his tears suddenly came out.

Ruan Xiaomian is very proud. In her life, she has been loved by the old man.

A master used to love her, but now she has another chase. She is very satisfied.

"Little grandma, everything is in order."

Ruan Xiaomian nodded, took the coat on the bed, turned and looked at nanjue sitting on the sofa, "OK, let's go."

Nanjue got up and strode forward, holding Ruan's small soft and boneless hand. "Let's go. The plane is ready."

"Well?" Ruan Xiaomian raised his eyebrows. "Shall we not go back to the castle to say goodbye to your grandmother?"

Nanjue laughed, "I didn't see that you still listen to the knowledge and reason. There's nothing good to say. Anyway, you came back when you were in production."

Ruan Xiaomian also giggled out, "I have learned to be reasonable."

As for the production in Milan, nanjue told her and she agreed.

She believed that Mo Lan was not as cold-blooded as that, even her own great grandson.

"Is it? Who was the woman who used to blow hair with me before Nanjue took Ruan Xiaomian's hand and walked out, with a light tone.

"Is it? Do you have women around you who blow hair easily? Why don't I know? Well, you nanjue, you have a concubine on my back

Chase laughed in the back, but the next second he received a warning look from nanjue and immediately closed his mouth.

Nanjue pinched Ruan Xiaomian's little hand and felt a warm feeling in his heart. "I'll raise a concubine. I think my concubine is more lovely than you."

"Is it? Then I can be very cute, and I can blow my hair with you

They bickered all the way and didn't stop when they got on the plane.

But after a while, Ruan Xiaomian was sleepy and went to sleep.

After pregnancy, especially nearly a month later, she found that she was particularly able to sleep.

This sleep has been sleeping until the plane landed in the city of Saint SA, Ruan Xiaomian was awakened by nanjue.

He didn't dare to hold her, for fear of curling up her stomach and the baby.

Ruan Xiaomian yawned and looked at nanjue sleepily, "is it so soon?""Quick?" Nanjue gave her a bad look.

He felt slow to death.

She sleeps for a while, but he is bored to death, not even a person to talk to.

He likes to talk to her.

But recently, she has become more and more sleepy.

It's all about the kid in her stomach.

If in the future, she will give birth to the child, will not put all her energy on the child.

He put her first and children second. What about her?

"Ruan Xiaomian, I ask you, do you like children or me?"

"Ah?" As soon as Ruan Xiaomian was about to get off the boarding ladder, he heard the question of nanjue.

Is that a problem?

Of course she likes both.

Does he even eat the child's vinegar?

Should you be so careful?

Oh, by the way, nanjue is a man who is careful of his eyes. He is extremely careful.

Isn't she used to it?

"Of course I will treat them equally. Is there any doubt? Aren't you? "

"Of course not!" Nanjue raised his voice and roared out.

He roars as soon as he talks, and everyone is used to it.

"Your position in my heart is unshakable."

"Oh, you too Nanxi stood below, nose rolling.

"If you can't eat grapes, it's sour." Nanjue also looked at Nanxi, and his sight fell on the bell beside Nanxi.

Not far away, several other planes have also landed, chase and park time finished off the plane, a group of bodyguards also came down.

"Yes Ruan Xiaomian said a dialect he had learned from TV. He held his waist with one hand and his stomach with the other, and walked down carefully.

Nanxi's white eyes kept on saying, "as for it? Ah? You're only two months old, and it's like you're going to be born. "