Fast Travel: Crazy Criticism of the Little Ancestor, She Always Wants to Cry the Big Brother

Chapter 212 Four Villains Crematorium 44
"is it okay?"

Her eyelashes moved, and then went up to meet his gaze.

His eyes seemed to be lacquered, with a heavy color that seemed to be absent.

Don't speak, don't move.

Sang Yu stepped back slowly, and sighed softly, "It's fine if you don't kiss me..."

Before he could finish speaking, his wrist was suddenly grabbed.

Xie Qian took a deep breath and pinched her jaw. The next moment, his kiss fell heavily, as if to crush her.

Sang Yu froze, her eyes widened in disbelief, and she forgot to breathe for a moment.

The fingertips on the chin felt a little hot, and his eyes were astonishingly black, which made people think of the endless black sea before the storm, so deep that it was hard to breathe.

The oxygen in the chest was almost squeezed out, Sang Yu retreated uncomfortably, but he was forced to the desk.

A pair of big hands around her waist supported her, picked her up and put her on the desk, and then entangled her even more out of control.

Sang Yu stared blankly, never expecting that the prudish Xie Qian would become like this, he just felt his heart beating like a drum, and his breathing was heavier than his breathing.

When Sang Yu learned that Sang Yu had been assassinated, he was writing a memorial for her.

He looked at the hidden guard behind him, with vague emotions in his eyes: "What's going on?"

The dark guard said: "The other party seems to be targeting Yun Heng, but he doesn't intend to let anyone go."

"How is she?"

"The arrow pierced the right chest, it should be fine..."

The dark guard thought that the last time he saw Sang Yu, she was still alive and kicking, and people's heart is usually on the left side, so she should be fine.

But as soon as the words fell, he was kicked and knelt on the ground.

It was the first time for the dark guard to see Sang Yu lose his temper for so many years.

His cold face became extremely dark at this moment, and those eyes were so horrifying that one couldn't look directly at them.

The dark guard knelt on the ground, not even daring to breathe out.

When Sang Yu found the General's Mansion, it was already dark.

Looking at the brightly lit room in front of him, he paused for a moment before slowly walking up the steps.

Before he got to the door, he heard some voices coming from inside.

Sang Yu suddenly stopped.

"Xie Qian, it's fine..."

"Let go of me, uh..."

"...Thank you Qian!!"

Broken messy sound.

……

Sang Yu's eyes almost went dark suddenly, and emotions that he had never had in his heart instantly climbed into his brain. His long eyelashes like crow feathers trembled slightly, and his pupils slackened for a moment. All his strength seemed to be lost in this moment. Extracted.

A smear of blood overflowed his lips, and his face was whiter than snow.

He stood stiffly in front of the door, his slender white fingers tightly clasped the pillar beside him, complex emotions spread wantonly in the depths of his soul.

Everything seems to be falling apart.

He clutched his heart that seemed to be hurt by a sharp sword, and turned around slowly.

"who are you looking for……"

Someone walked by not far away.

But she kept silent when she met his eyes.

Oh my god, he obviously has a handsome face, but why are his eyes so terrifying.

Looking at each other, the feeling of suffocation is creepy.

Sang Yu, who had no idea that Sang Yu was coming, was almost suffocated by Xie Qianqin.

She didn't know why the man seemed to be going crazy, his body was like steel, holding her tightly, and she couldn't be pushed away no matter what.

In the end, she passed out.

Xie Qian looked at the man slumped limply in his arms, and slowly regained his sanity.

He looked at the other party's bright red lips with deep eyes, slowly picked him up, and walked out of the study.

(End of this chapter)