Crazy!Her sick petite wolf dog is milky and sticky

Chapter 212 Don't Mess With Me Anymore

bang.

There was a sound of fighting behind him, and a man's muffled grunt.

Song Qingqing glanced back, only to realize that there was another person behind her, fighting with the person who was following her.

The night is dark and the lights are dim.

She couldn't see the faces of those two people clearly, not to mention one of them was wearing a mask and hat, but she felt that that figure was very familiar.

The man following her took out a switchblade knife from his trouser pocket, and slashed open the other man's sleeve, the blood on the knife was illuminated by the streetlight.

Song Qingqing wanted to take the opportunity to leave, but she saw another person's eyes under the hat.

She took a few steps forward, then turned around and walked back.

Another bang.

There was the sound of someone falling to the ground.

Shao Ze looked up and saw Song Qingqing holding a brick with a blank expression.

The trailing man who fought with him just now fell to the ground with blood all over his face.

"Why are you here?"

Seeing Song Qingqing's eyes, Shao Ze knew that she recognized him.

He reached out to take off the hat, but just as he raised his hand, he tore the wound on his right arm. He frowned in pain and put his hand down again.

"I passed by."

Shao Ze said this quickly.

He stood up from the ground and turned to leave.

The tall and straight figure was shrouded in darkness, and one could vaguely see a bit of loneliness, gradually getting further and further away from her.

The phone in his pocket vibrated, and Shao Ze stopped.

He took it out and saw that the caller ID was Song Qingqing, and the figure just stopped in place.

"You want to go to the hospital like this?"

After picking up the phone, Song Qingqing's voice came.

He replied dryly, "I can bandage myself."

"Go back with me."

Song Qingqing hung up the phone, squatted down and tested the breath of the man following him.

He's still alive, just temporarily unconscious.

Shao Ze came to her side from a distance, Song Qingqing took a look at him, then took out a plastic bag from the bag, and put the bloody bricks and switchblade into it.

She took out another bottle of potion in her bag, cleaned up the blood on the man, and made sure that Shao Ze's blood would not be detected by the police's equipment.

After doing this properly, she turned around and continued walking towards the place where she rented.

Shao Ze followed her silently.

Fortunately, Shao Ze was wearing black clothes today, and the blood could not be seen standing on the black clothes.

And it's a little late now, and Song Qingqing didn't meet anyone else on the way back with him.

When he entered the house, he sat on the sofa, and Song Qingqing helped him treat the wound.

When the alcohol swab touched the wound, Shao Ze hissed lightly, wrinkling his handsome face
"Qingqing, it hurts."

He looked up at her, his eyes were red.

Song Qingqing paused for a moment, her expression remained indifferent, "Why are you following me?"

"I'm passing by."

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Song Qingqing was silent for a moment, "Then why did you hit someone?"

"He's abnormal, it's not good to see him."

"Where is the abnormality?"

"Walk the bird."

The man following Song Qingqing, with his belt open, wanted to rush towards Song Qingqing, but Shao Ze suddenly appeared and punched him directly.

Song Qingqing probably knew what Shao Ze meant, but she just frowned and didn't say much.

She continued to bandage Shao Ze, her movements were much gentler.

"Don't follow me next time."

Shao Ze said lazily, "I said I was passing by."

Song Qingqing reached out and tore off his mask, and said in a cold voice, "Passing by here on purpose to fight perverts? Do you think you're not famous enough, do you want to be on tomorrow's criminal news?"

"So what, it's not like I haven't been there before."

He still looked lazy and indifferent, leaning on her sofa.

"The bandage is done, you can go."

Song Qingqing put away the medicine box and left a cold sentence.

Seeing that he was still sitting on the sofa, she said, "We have already broken up, stay away from me."

After saying this, Song Qingqing didn't care what Shao Ze's attitude was, and went back to the bedroom by herself.

The bedroom door was closed, and Shao Ze sat up straight from the sofa.His head was drooped, and his black hair cast a shadow in front of his eyes.

The sharp-edged jawline is stretched straight.

His handsome and ruffian face looked a little pale.

When he was young, Shao Ze's home was next door to Song Qingqing's.

The window of his room happened to see the window of Song Qingqing's room.The desk is by the window, he likes to distract her while doing homework, and she likes to lean against the wall by the door to read.

Quiet and beautiful.

Until one day, the door of her room was forcefully opened by a man, tearing up this quiet and beautiful picture, and he could no longer continue to look at her like this.

The first contact he had with her was when she knocked on his door.

She tugged at the hem of his clothes, begging to save her.
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Those things that happened later tore Shao Ze's brain and made him feel terribly painful.

In short, after that year, the grandma who raised him also passed away, and there was a little girl in his family, leaving only Song Qingqing to live with him.

Shao Ze lay on the sofa, his tall body curled up.

Cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and he began to have a fever.

And he fell into the nightmare of the past, and he couldn't get out no matter what.

Song Qingqing didn't hear the sound of him opening the door to go out, so she came out to take a look.

Seeing Shao Ze's situation, she changed her face slightly.

Song Qingqing went up to look at his condition, and knew that he had a low-grade fever caused by inflammation. Fortunately, she had various medicines at home, which could quickly reduce Shao Ze's fever.

Just about to feed him the medicine, when Song Qingqing turned to leave, he held her wrist tightly.

"Qingqing, don't you want me anymore?"

His hoarse and low voice came.

Song Qingqing took a deep breath and said as indifferently as possible, "Yes."

Shao Ze felt that his heart was getting more and more congested, and his head was exploding with pain.

His head was buried on the pillow on the sofa, Jun's face was wet, and the pillow was wet.

"Take the medicine first."

Song Qingqing handed the medicine and water to his mouth.

"No."

He buried his head in the pillow and refused to look up.

"Are you going to eat?"

"Do not."

"I feed you."

He just looked up at her, his eyes wet.

Who would have thought that the handsome and unruly actor would be nestled in a small rental house, crying and refusing to take medicine, and had to ask his ex-girlfriend to give him medicine.

Song Qingqing put the medicine to his mouth and fed him water.

Looking at the weak Shao Ze, she could only step back and say, "You can rest here tonight, and you can leave when you feel better tomorrow."

"Is that why you don't want to see me?"

Seeing his pale face, Song Qingqing pursed her lips and said nothing.

"You didn't even give me a reason."

Speaking of this, Shao Ze's voice was a little aggrieved.

Song Qingqing lowered her eyes and said calmly, "You are suitable for a better person."

"You are the best person, no one is better than you."

She raised her eyes to look at him, her eyes were as deep as darkness, "I'm not good at all, you know what kind of person I am. I've already died in the dirtiest and darkest swamp, can you leave me alone? "

Finally found them.

As long as the last thing is done well, she can be freed.

(End of this chapter)