First Lady

The silent move made Lan Shan tremble, and all the defenses in her heart were instantly broken by such a small move. She thought, I'm afraid... I can only love this one man in this life.

Lan Shan gave all the weight of her body to Ming Ye, she wanted to rely on him.

Ming Ye whispered hoarsely as if talking to herself: "Shanshan, I feel so sad, do you know... I've never felt so sad like now, it seems like my heart has been ripped out..."

Lanshan wanted to turn around, but she was restrained by Ming Ye and couldn't move. She couldn't see Ming Ye's face. She was extremely anxious. She had never seen such a Ming Ye before. If something happened to him, how could he be so strong? meeting……

"Mingye, what's wrong, tell me quickly, is something wrong? Are you going to kill me?" [

Lan Shan anxiously stretched out her hand to grab Ming Ye's hand and wanted to break it apart, but she felt wet and a little prickly when she touched it.

Lan Shan raised her hand in doubt, but under the dim light, she could clearly see blood red on her palm, and her anxious voice trembled.

"Mingye... you, do you have it?"

The wounds on Ming Ye's hands were not very big, but they were numerous. The bleeding had already stopped, but Ming Ye's muscles were tense all the time, and the wounds on his hands kept opening.

Lan Shan was stunned for a moment, then grabbed Ming Ye's wrist with force, saw that the back of the hand was bloody and bloody, with many fine wooden thorns stuck in the flesh, it was very frightening.

Lan Shan suddenly felt a heart-wrenching heartache, and shouted loudly: "Please tell me clearly, what happened? Why did you get hurt?"

Mingye watched her feel sorry for him, worry about him, and worry about him. It was all true, and her broken heart seemed to be mending slowly.

Look, even if he was lying to him, he was willing to do so.

Raising his hand to caress Lan Shan's angry face, he said dotingly: "Shanshan...it's okay, it doesn't hurt."

Lan Shan's eyes were sore, and the tears flowed down without hesitation, dripping on his injured hand with a patter.

Yang raised his hand to destroy the hand touching her cheek, wiped the tears on her face fiercely, bit her lips and said bitterly: "Sit down and don't move."

Mingye grabs Lanshan's wrist, not wanting her to get up, "Shanshan..."

Lan Shan drank in a low voice, "Don't call me, I'm very angry now." She waited for him at home all day, and didn't come back until night...

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