Madam Dihao is not good

"Where did you get these two children? Hurry up and return them to others. Let them experience today's scene, I'm afraid it will cast a shadow on their future lives."

"It's because I didn't think carefully, and I will handle it well."

"Let's go..."

Bai Yunshang dragged the box, before leaving, suddenly remembered something, turned around, and glanced at the bed >

The determination in those eyes, as well as the pain mixed with forbearance, seemed to be disappointment, reluctance, sadness, and more, it was becoming more and more hard and cold. [

【Sawano, I'm leaving. 】

This is what she conveyed.

Sikong Zeye frowned vigorously, trying to sit up with great effort, but the effect of the ecstasy was volatilizing in his body.

His mind was still in a state of chaos, and his whole body was sore and limp. Let alone keep her, tell her not to go, even if he couldn't even fully open his eyes.

With a misty vision, I saw Bai Yunshang's back dragging the suitcase and leaving side by side with Mo Liuyuan...

The bedroom door closes.

The sound of footsteps leaving gradually fades away...

Sikong Zeye tried hard to sit up, all the strength in his body was concentrated to one point, his body just lifted up a little, and fell back hard on the bed >

I don't know how long it has passed, the sound of the rain outside the window seems to have diminished, the branches are swaying in the wind and rain, and the outstretched shadows of the trees are like ghostly claws.

Sikong Zeye was moving and fell under the bed.

The cup on the bed cabinet fell to the ground and shattered into crystal blocks, and the skin on the back of his hand was scratched.

As if the fragrance was slowly flowing out from the wound, he gained a little more strength.

Sikong Zeye raised his hand, pressing his entire palm on the pile of glass.

There was a sharp pain, and more blood flowed out.

Sweat dripped down his handsome face.