Doting on the Masked Wife

Although it tastes good, even though it is very unhappy, it wants to beat Han Qingyi.

But he admitted that Ning Tong'er was not in any danger by Han Qingyi's side.

If Han Qingyi hurts anyone, he won't hurt Ning Tong'er.

Seeing Han Qingyi like this, Ning Tong'er couldn't express all the doubts, puzzles, and anxieties in her heart.

How could she not know how Han Qingyi treated her?

She was willing to pay for Zhang Ming's sister for Han Qingyi, so why didn't Han Qingyi only do it for her?

She really couldn't say anything about her brother Qingyi who had a deep affection for her.

How can she ask?

"Brother Qingyi, is your hospital a homicide hospital? Is there a secret underground laboratory under your hospital for human experiments? Are you still smuggling human organs?"

Can she ask that?

Nothing is confirmed right now, no direct evidence.

If she asked Han Qingyi, who loves her so much, that it hurts to the bone, once it is finally confirmed that there is no such thing, or it was a misunderstanding, and someone else was behind the scenes - in fact, Ning Tong'er thinks this way until now, She always felt that if such a terrible thing happened in a Korean-style private hospital, it must be brother Qingyi's subordinate who did it without telling him, and it has nothing to do with him.

It must be so.

In fact, it's not that Ning Tong'er is partial to Han Qingyi. After all, Han Qingyi is her closest relative. The two have been together for so many years, and Han Qingyi is so perfect, such a philanthropist, no matter in front of her or in front of the world. Who would easily doubt him?

Of course, it was also because of her relationship with him, so she really always thought in her heart that all this had nothing to do with him.

Therefore, because of this, she plans to live in a Korean-style private hospital and secretly investigate the truth by herself.

In this way, brother Qingyi's heart would not be hurt, and Zhang Ming and his sister's spirits in heaven could be comforted.

She believes that she will be able to find the answer.

It's just that she really hopes - all of this, everything, has nothing to do with Han Qingyi, if these crimes are true!

"I'm fine, brother Qingyi."

She lowered her head and made up her mind.

That's it, brother Qingyi, it's not that I don't believe you.

I just want to find out for myself.

**Happy events turn into mourning events, that is to say, Murong Lie is like this.

The bride was not married, but almost saw the bride's body.

Among the people welcoming relatives, some were maimed and injured by a human bomb.

Murong Lie came out of Ananda's ward and went home by car.

The villa still maintains the appearance made by the wedding experts, wedding designers... arranged by Qi Ruosang.

Luxurious, extravagant, romantic.

But now there is no bride.

Murong Lie didn't know whether to be happy or sad.

Sadly, of course the bride is not here.

And now it's still by the enemy's side.

But the joy is that after this series of horrific incidents, he and Ning Tong'er reconciled as before.

Although he didn't go back to the beginning, at least Ning Tong'er was willing to give him a chance.

Perhaps, with his repeated efforts to express himself, Ning Tong'er would smile at him again like before.

This can be regarded as a great fortune among misfortunes.

The so-called misfortune comes with blessings, this sentence is really not wrong at all.

However, if Ning Tonger's gunshot wound was to be exchanged for such a result, Murong Lie really would rather turn back time and protect her well.

Of course, if time could be turned back, he wouldn't hurt her either.

After taking a bath, Murong Lie was lying on the luxurious and large antique bed. The white silk sheets reflected his black tight vest and bullet pants, and his strong and slender figure could be seen at a glance.

Muscular arms, firm abdominal muscles, broad shoulders, and round buttocks - it has to be said that Murong Lie's figure is really comparable to the world's top models.

Under the warm yellow light from the Baroque chandelier, his bronzed skin looks even more seductive, especially the tight black vest and black bullet pants, although they cover the key parts, they are even more sexy .

It seemed strange that such a handsome and extremely handsome man was alone in the bedroom.

The extravagant and gorgeous bedroom has been decorated even more gorgeously because it is about to become a new house, and it is also filled with a romantic and enthusiastic atmosphere.

Numerous pieces of fresh red rose petals were arranged in a heart shape, and on the antique cabinet beside the bed were mellow red wine and two goblets.

These are all arranged by Qi Ruosang, she is thoughtful.

It's a pity that Murong Lie, who is sleepless and alone, can enjoy this romance by himself.

It was a long night, and he couldn't sleep.

Sitting up from the bed, frowning, he swung all the rose petals that seemed to be in the way to the white wool carpet under the bed.

It's a pity, if there is a beautiful woman, these rose petals can indeed set off a romantic atmosphere.

It's a pity that the beauty is now by the side of her rival.

He was left alone and couldn't sleep, his teeth were sour from jealousy, and he still had to worry about the beauty's injury, lest something troublesome about her would kill him.

So, now these decorative rose petals are an eyesore!

He sat on the head of the bed, his strong arm muscles swelled because he clenched his fists tightly and squeezed his knuckles with "click".

"Damn Han Qingyi, if you dare to do anything to my wife, I will make you die ugly."

It turned out that he clenched his fists, talking to himself to vent his anger.

Murong Lie couldn't kill Han Qingyi yet, but listened to Ning Tonger's words and let him pick her up. Murong Lie's heart was so sore.

It's fine if you want to pick it up, bear, I bear...

However, Ning Tong'er was picked up in his arms.

Hold it!

damn it!

Only he can hold small things.

Only he has this power!

No one is qualified for this!

And Han Qingyi not only did this, but also let Ning Tonger let him hold her so obediently.

Thinking about that scene, Murong Lie felt a mouthful of black blood about to spurt from his chest again.

The teeth suddenly became sore again.

Jealousy, it turns out that it is so uncomfortable, it is like a rope, tightly strangles your heart and binds your reason, making you know that it is useless to be jealous, but you still can't help it.

He squeezed his knuckles viciously, not only couldn't sleep just now, but now he couldn't even sit still.

I'm so jealous that I can't sit still, it's just...

He simply stood up, opened the bottle of red wine on the bedside table with a silver wine vessel, took a tall crystal glass and poured it into it.

The bright red wine is swaying in the goblet, exuding bursts of aroma, which makes people feel refreshed after smelling it.

However, Murong Lie is not in the mood to savor this bottle of [-] Lafite at all.

He straightened his neck and poured it into his mouth.

goo goo goo...

Then, he took another half glass of red wine and poured it into his mouth again.

This is purely cattle drink, to get drunk.

It's a pity that with Murong Lie's drinking capacity, this little red wine is really trivial.

If you want to get him drunk with this kind of red wine, unless you throw him into a red wine barrel, it's almost the same.

However, although he was not drunk, Murong Lie became more and more troubled.

In front of her eyes, it seemed that Ning Tong'er was everywhere.

The slender figure is her.

That innocent smile, that's her.

The clear and bright eyes seem to contain many, many little stars, that is her.

Pouted, it was her.

Her mouth puffed up, like a cute little puffer fish, that was her too.

It was she who yelled at him, blushing with anger.

He lowered his head, looking embarrassed, it was her.

Cute smile, that's her.

The one with tears in her eyes was her.

The one who said "You are Murong Lie" with tears in her eyes was her.

Say to him, "I'll protect you." That's her.

……

In front of me, many, many pictures are all about her.

It's all about her.

It was as if he was possessed by a demon, and he was fascinated.

Her mind is full, her heart is full of her.

It seems that this wine cannot be drunk, it will only make people love each other more lingeringly.

Murong Lie finished the bottle of red wine, then went to the refrigerator to get another bottle of red wine.

This time, he didn't use the red wine glass.

After opening the red wine with a silver wine corkscrew, he directly poured it into his mouth.

The dark red liquid poured into his mouth, some splashed out, and splashed onto his bronzed skin.

He wiped the corner of his mouth, then subconsciously used the tip of his tongue to lick the red wine on the back of his hand.

However, this action reminded him of another damn scene - looking back now, I feel extremely sorry for Tonger.

Because he forced her.

However, I have to say that after drinking like this, the picture of that time did appear in my mind.

Such a charming, ambiguous picture...

He would never forget that the blood rose under her was printed on the white silk bed sheet.

The tightness of her slender body made him crazily and obsessively asking for it.

Suohuan has never stopped.

Of course he knows now and regrets making her suffer so much.

But...damn it!

He really missed being inside her.

It's all this damn bedroom decorated with such virtues, and this red wine, reminding him of these...

Murong Lie shook his head, but because of the action of subconsciously licking the red wine on his fingers just now, he remembered that time when he used the tip of his tongue to wipe away the blood she bit out with her teeth.

Everything at that time, including the intense and lingering love, was indescribable torture.

Now it looks like a crime.

But there is a charm in the sin...

Damn it, he really couldn't think about it anymore.

That kind of hurt tortured her, and he vowed not to let history repeat itself.