My Little Mom is the Richest

He also knows that I will not kill Ran Qingqing, but he knows that I will avenge Su Ziqin. His top priority is not to stay and watch the show, or to hug his beloved woman and yell, but to take her home to have sex. treat. Their special helicopter had already arrived, and the rumbling sound was roaring in my ears. The strong wind blew up all the items in the bedroom. I still looked quietly at Ran Qingqing, who had recovered on the ground, and the latter was frightened. He looked back at me: his mouth was slightly open, and he wanted to say something, but what came out was only mouthfuls of blood, so hot that even he couldn't believe it. After Walrus's helicopter left, Mu Qiu walked to me and said softly, covering her shoulders, "It's all me. If I hadn't seen you stunned, I wouldn't have let her have a chance to get close to you, and I wouldn't have hurt you."

I raised my hand and made a silence gesture, ignoring Mu Qiu who was blaming himself. Everything was not his fault. He could only blame me because my willfulness caused my body to recover too slowly. Although my injuries were healed, my spirit was not. I am extremely weak. I used to wake up even if the wind blows at night. Now, look at what this room is like, but I am trapped in a dream and cannot extricate myself.

Who else can make such a sound as "eoyiye"?

I knelt down and sat beside Ran Qingqing, gently caressing her distorted face, and murmured: "Relax, I won't kill you~ I didn't before, not now, and never in the future."

Ran Qingqing looked at me, with other emotions in her eyes besides fear.

"But I have to avenge you for hurting Su Ziqin." After finally cleaning up the hair and blood stuck to her face, I tilted my head and thought, "What should I do?"

Mu Qiu wanted to say something, but I glared back. Now I don't treat Yan Qingqing violently, not because my anger has subsided, nor because I am unhappy. Ran Qingqing will always be a special existence to me, so special that I will keep the poison that the old monster unwillingly gave me. Maybe now is the time.

"Qingqing, Qingqing, Qingqing" I kept calling her name softly, smiling lightly, and slowly brushed the middle finger of my right hand from her forehead to her chin. I like to admire beautiful women the most. From the first time I saw Qingqing, I Love her chin. After admiring it enough, I reached out and took out an ant-sized medicinal gourd from behind my ear, opened my dyed green mouth, threw the medicinal gourd in, leaned over and said in her ear: "How many days do you think I'll let you suffer?" Is the suffering enough?"

Qingqing bit her lip and was speechless. Yes, I forgot, she won't be able to speak for a year.

"Then just one year!" One year should be enough. If Su Ziqin recovers by then and Walrus's anger has not subsided, then let Walrus handle it. Even if Walrus cannot deal with Ran Qingqing, I will bring Ran Qingqing back even if I break my leg.

"You should be able to go back by yourself." I had already stood up and looked at the waning moon hanging in the night sky, shining coldly on my face. Mu Qiu put a coat on me and said, "She left."

I turned around and there was nothing there but blood and ruins.

Qingqing should be able to go back. If she doesn't leave, I really don't know if I will kill her. After all, Su Ziqin is like a sister.

Unexpected

I'm afraid the house can't be repaired. Even if it is repaired and all traces are erased, it still won't erase the most painful memory in Walrus's heart! So that night, Mu Qiu asked a friend (probably the doorman of the Samsara Gate) to help pack our things, and we drove out of here before dawn. . ,,.