Fu Shao knelt down today?

Chapter 832 Please let me go, Song Yang (3)

When Nanqiao woke up in a daze, a man's face appeared in her eyes as if enlarged.

Suddenly, a nerve in his brain seemed to be pulled tightly by someone, his scalp was numb, he suddenly woke up, and his eyes were instantly congested.

"Song Yang—" Her face was pale, her voice was trembling and weak.

Seeing her wake up, the man smiled strangely, stroked her face gently, and said in a hoarse voice: "Qiaoqiao, you're awake. That's fine, I don't want me to be the only one who remembers this memory."

As he spoke, he looked at her affectionately and reached out his hand.

Nanqiao's eyes widened suddenly, and she panicked completely. She raised her hand, which was almost exhausted, and pushed him. With all her strength, she gritted her teeth and said, "...Song Yang, do you know what you are doing?"

Song Yang's eyes sank, but his hands didn't stop. After a few seconds, he said, "Qiao Qiao, I have nowhere to go. This is the only way I can have you. Be good."

Nanqiao's face suddenly paled like snow, her heart was beating violently, almost jumping out of her throat, her voice was shrill and trembling: "Song Yang, you don't have a girlfriend, what is the difference between what you are doing now and what you hurt me back then? Don't do this ,don't want……"

"No more." He held her shoulders to make her sit up, and whispered: "I won't hurt you again, Qiaoqiao, we will be together, I love you."

"No...don't..., I don't love you, we've already broken up, you know Song Yang?!" Nanqiao's whole body was cold, all his strength was used to talk to Song Yang, his limp body was like a puppet At his mercy.

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"Qiaoqiao, I never thought of breaking up with you. If Ying Muyao hadn't intervened, you would have forgiven me. Let's pretend he doesn't exist, shall we? Stay with me, and I will treat you well .” Song Yang stared at her without blinking.

Seeing that he was indifferent, Nanqiao seemed to be pushed to the edge of a cliff all of a sudden, with no way out.

Tears could not stop flowing from the corners of her eyes, she raised her hand desperately, but before it touched him, it fell feebly, and kept trying, lifting, falling, lifting, falling...

Nanqiao let out a sharp cry, despair completely enveloped her, and the impenetrable suffocation almost drove her crazy.

She cried, "Please, Song Yang, don't do this to me...I beg you..."

Suddenly, Nanqiao fell silent as death, lying there motionless, his eyes glazed over.

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Dirty and disgusting.

It's like there's a disgusting bug crawling on him.

Nanqiao's body suddenly trembled violently. Song Yang raised his head, and saw scarlet blood flowing from Nanqiao's mouth, falling along her neck onto the white pillow. Group of blood.

Red is dazzling, red is frightening.

Song Yang's face suddenly turned pale, and he stretched out his hand to pinch her mouth in a panic. It was bloody inside, she coughed, and blood splashed all over his face.

Song Yang was stunned. How hard did she bite herself to be like this? !

How desperate must a person be to use this method? !
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The strong smell of rust permeated the air, making one's scalp numb. Song Yang looked at Nanqiao who was sworn to death in disbelief, and his lips twitched uncontrollably.

(End of this chapter)