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Yujiang is so hungry that his whole body is sour and soft. His stomach is burning empty. If he moves a little, he is sweating all over. When he closes his eyes, he has pancakes in his mind.
But it doesn't matter. He can bear it. He has endured it for so many days.
Qiao Yanran sat beside the big bed and helped Yu Jiang up.
"What do you want to do?"
Yu Jiang opened his mouth warily and tried his best to retreat.
Her touch made him feel sick.
"Eat something. It's been so many days." Qiao Yanran will leave a pancake handed to his hand, light mouth way.
Yu Jiang, holding the pancake in his hand, looks at Liu Hui strangely.
Did she change her mind?
No!
Yu Jiang thought of the medicinal materials she had just bought, and threw the idea out of his mind. He told him rationally that he should have the backbone to refuse the pancake, but his body took a big bite honestly, directly biting off one third.
But three or four, he finished.
He's fast, but he's elegant.
Qiao Yanran brings the egg soup on the table to him.
I just opened a few bowls of soup and now I have nothing to drink.
Although he was only half full, Yujiang felt warm all over his body, the wound was not so painful, and even had an inexplicable sense of satisfaction.
Yu Jiang's spirit relaxed, then he lay on the big bed and went to sleep directly.
Qiao Yanran originally wanted to fry the medicine he bought and give it to Yu Jiang so that his wound could recover as soon as possible, but because of the limited conditions here, he had to go home to fry the medicine again.
She yawned, got to the right side of the bed, pulled on the quilt and went to sleep.
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when Yu Jiang wakes up, it's already night.
Outside the window, the pale moonlight sprinkled into the room, and the whole room was covered with a cold color.
Yu Jiang looks at the figure sleeping on one side, and his eyes are full of killing. He quietly gets up and sneaks in the dark, like a snake measuring his body.
He held the scissors on the table tightly in his hand and stabbed Liu Hui in the throat while she was sleeping!
The scissors are extremely sharp and cold.
Yu Jiang's face was very calm, and his movements were terrible.
This scene has been practiced for thousands of times in his mind. What he wants is to kill Liu Hui with a single blow and leave no breathing space for her.
Just at the moment when the tip of the knife touched Qiao Yanran's neck, she opened her eyes, and her killing intention was hidden at the bottom of her eyes.
Qiao Yanran reached out and patted his hand to one side. He grabbed the scissors with his backhand.
When Yu Jiang finds out that Liu Hui wakes up, he is in a state of suspense. But now his behavior has been seen by Liu Hui, and he has no way out.
He thinks of here, the killing intention in the Mou is more and more thick, fiercely pounce on Qiao Yanran's body, both hands hold her neck.
Joe Yan suddenly turned over and pressed him under his body.
Yu Jiang tried to struggle, but the strength gap between them was so great that there was no suspense.
He didn't say much. He closed his eyes and waited for death.
In this society where women are superior to men, a married man is the property of his wife. The power of life and death is entirely in his hands.
He's dead. Nobody cares.
Qiao Yanran fingertips picked a piece of cloth from one side, raised Yu Jiang's hands above his head, and tied his two hands together.
After all this, she ignored Yu Jiang.
Lying in bed, Yu Jiang waited for a long time, but he didn't wait for death. He opened his eyes tentatively and saw Liu Hui drinking slowly in a wooden chair.
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Yujiang is so hungry that his whole body is sour and soft. His stomach is burning empty. If he moves a little, he is sweating all over. When he closes his eyes, he has pancakes in his mind.
But it doesn't matter. He can bear it. He has endured it for so many days.
Qiao Yanran sat beside the big bed and helped Yu Jiang up.
"What do you want to do?"
Yu Jiang opened his mouth warily and tried his best to retreat.
Her touch made him feel sick.
"Eat something. It's been so many days." Qiao Yanran will leave a pancake handed to his hand, light mouth way.
Yu Jiang, holding the pancake in his hand, looks at Liu Hui strangely.
Did she change her mind?
No!
Yu Jiang thought of the medicinal materials she had just bought, and threw the idea out of his mind. He told him rationally that he should have the backbone to refuse the pancake, but his body took a big bite honestly, directly biting off one third.
But three or four, he finished.
He's fast, but he's elegant.
Qiao Yanran brings the egg soup on the table to him.
I just opened a few bowls of soup and now I have nothing to drink.
Although he was only half full, Yujiang felt warm all over his body, the wound was not so painful, and even had an inexplicable sense of satisfaction.
Yu Jiang's spirit relaxed, then he lay on the big bed and went to sleep directly.
Qiao Yanran originally wanted to fry the medicine he bought and give it to Yu Jiang so that his wound could recover as soon as possible, but because of the limited conditions here, he had to go home to fry the medicine again.
She yawned, got to the right side of the bed, pulled on the quilt and went to sleep.
*
*
when Yu Jiang wakes up, it's already night.
Outside the window, the pale moonlight sprinkled into the room, and the whole room was covered with a cold color.
Yu Jiang looks at the figure sleeping on one side, and his eyes are full of killing. He quietly gets up and sneaks in the dark, like a snake measuring his body.
He held the scissors on the table tightly in his hand and stabbed Liu Hui in the throat while she was sleeping!
The scissors are extremely sharp and cold.
Yu Jiang's face was very calm, and his movements were terrible.
This scene has been practiced for thousands of times in his mind. What he wants is to kill Liu Hui with a single blow and leave no breathing space for her.
Just at the moment when the tip of the knife touched Qiao Yanran's neck, she opened her eyes, and her killing intention was hidden at the bottom of her eyes.
Qiao Yanran reached out and patted his hand to one side. He grabbed the scissors with his backhand.
When Yu Jiang finds out that Liu Hui wakes up, he is in a state of suspense. But now his behavior has been seen by Liu Hui, and he has no way out.
He thinks of here, the killing intention in the Mou is more and more thick, fiercely pounce on Qiao Yanran's body, both hands hold her neck.
Joe Yan suddenly turned over and pressed him under his body.
Yu Jiang tried to struggle, but the strength gap between them was so great that there was no suspense.
He didn't say much. He closed his eyes and waited for death.
In this society where women are superior to men, a married man is the property of his wife. The power of life and death is entirely in his hands.
He's dead. Nobody cares.
Qiao Yanran fingertips picked a piece of cloth from one side, raised Yu Jiang's hands above his head, and tied his two hands together.
After all this, she ignored Yu Jiang.
Lying in bed, Yu Jiang waited for a long time, but he didn't wait for death. He opened his eyes tentatively and saw Liu Hui drinking slowly in a wooden chair.
Yujiang is so hungry that his whole body is sour and soft. His stomach is burning empty. If he moves a little, he is sweating all over. When he closes his eyes, he has pancakes in his mind. But it doesn't matter. He can bear it. He has endured it for so many days. Qiao Yanran sat beside the big bed and helped Yu Jiang up. "What do you want to do?" Yu Jiang opened his mouth warily and tried his best to retreat. Her touch made him feel sick. "Eat something. It's been so many days." Qiao Yanran will leave a pancake handed to his hand, light mouth way. Yu Jiang, holding the pancake in his hand, looks at Liu Hui strangely. Did she change her mind? No! Yu Jiang thought of the medicinal materials she had just bought, and threw the idea out of his mind. He told him rationally that he should have the backbone to refuse the pancake, but his body took a big bite honestly, directly biting off one third. But three or four, he finished. He's fast, but he's elegant. Qiao Yanran brings the egg soup on the table to him. I just opened a few bowls of soup and now I have nothing to drink. Although he was only half full, Yujiang felt warm all over his body, the wound was not so painful, and even had an inexplicable sense of satisfaction. Yu Jiang's spirit relaxed, then he lay on the big bed and went to sleep directly. Qiao Yanran originally wanted to fry the medicine he bought and give it to Yu Jiang so that his wound could recover as soon as possible, but because of the limited conditions here, he had to go home to fry the medicine again. She yawned, got to the right side of the bed, pulled on the quilt and went to sleep. ** when Yu Jiang wakes up, it's already night. Outside the window, the pale moonlight sprinkled into the room, and the whole room was covered with a cold color. Yu Jiang looks at the figure sleeping on one side, and his eyes are full of killing. He quietly gets up and sneaks in the dark, like a snake measuring his body. He held the scissors on the table tightly in his hand and stabbed Liu Hui in the throat while she was sleeping! The scissors are extremely sharp and cold. Yu Jiang's face was very calm, and his movements were terrible. This scene has been practiced for thousands of times in his mind. What he wants is to kill Liu Hui with a single blow and leave no breathing space for her. Just at the moment when the tip of the knife touched Qiao Yanran's neck, she opened her eyes, and her killing intention was hidden at the bottom of her eyes. Qiao Yanran reached out and patted his hand to one side. He grabbed the scissors with his backhand. When Yu Jiang finds out that Liu Hui wakes up, he is in a state of suspense. But now his behavior has been seen by Liu Hui, and he has no way out. He thinks of here, the killing intention in the Mou is more and more thick, fiercely pounce on Qiao Yanran's body, both hands hold her neck. Joe Yan suddenly turned over and pressed him under his body. Yu Jiang tried to struggle, but the strength gap between them was so great that there was no suspense. He didn't say much. He closed his eyes and waited for death. In this society where women are superior to men, a married man is the property of his wife. The power of life and death is entirely in his hands. He's dead. Nobody cares. Qiao Yanran fingertips picked a piece of cloth from one side, raised Yu Jiang's hands above his head, and tied his two hands together. After all this, she ignored Yu Jiang. Lying in bed, Yu Jiang waited for a long time, but he didn't wait for death. He opened his eyes tentatively and saw Liu Hui drinking slowly in a wooden chair.
