Wife is addicted

Chapter 307
"Do it yourself, or should I do it?" Qiu Yunfeng asked coldly with a dark face.

Just a few words and a smile. Although An Luoluo didn't say anything, she knew that An Luoluo was angry. If she let Qinghe go privately today, then Qinghe would become what An Luoluo didn't want her to do. A little stumbling block above trust.

Because of this matter, her feelings for him will no longer be as pure as before.

"Master." Qing He looked at Qiu Yunfeng's dark and handsome face, her heart was cold and tangled in pain.Her young master abandoned her because of the woman in front of him.

Hate, hate so much, I wish this woman would die.

Qinghe screamed with hatred in her heart, and her killing intent towards An Luoluo was even stronger, but she had a sad look on her face.

An Luoluo sat there, sitting quietly. Suddenly, her body felt a chill, and she couldn't help but glance at the sky. She shouldn't be so cold in early autumn.

His eyes turned, and his eyes fell on Qinghe's body. The centipede was dead but not stiff. Before dying, there were always several struggles.Thinking of this, she seemed indifferent and casual, but she was on guard with all her strength.

Looking at Qiu Yunfeng with faint eyes, he couldn't help thinking, what would happen to him if Qing He killed her again?Will you notice it the first time?

boom.

When the two palms met, the internal force exploded, and there was a bang.

Qinghe was slapped by An Luoluo's palm, and flew upside down. His already injured body vomited a large amount of blood foam and was unable to move anymore.She glanced coldly and mercilessly at Qinghe on the ground, and the slight pain from her body pulled back her consciousness.

An Luoluo lowered his head and glanced at the wound on his left shoulder. It seemed that ever since he knew that ancient warriors possessed the abilities of ancient martial arts, he had forgotten that this world is a high-tech era, and this gun exists.

A little Qinghe, really shouldn't be underestimated by her, in the name of facing each other, but actually assassinating with guns, she was clearly on guard, but she was still injured.

"Luoluo." Qiu Yunfeng's frightened and worried voice echoed in his ear.

An Luoluo raised his head and met those black pupils of fear, worry, and annoyance, and a coldness appeared on his lips.Beside him, right in front of his eyes, she was hurt.

Should it be said that he was too defenseless against Qing He, or that he was not important at all.Even if he knew that Qing He wanted to kill her, he was not at all defensive.

The eyes flashed, with unspeakable sadness, An Luoluo remained silent, looking at Qiu Yunfeng like that, his whole body was full of resistance.

She didn't want to stay here, and she didn't want to see the person in front of her.

Turning around indifferently, An Luoluo walked outside with the coldness that no one should enter.

No matter where she goes, at this moment, she doesn't want to stay here.

"Luo Luo, you're injured." Qiu Yunfeng panted, his eyes worried and annoyed, he really didn't expect Qinghe to do something in front of him.

Seeing An Luoluo's hand, his heart ached so badly that he wished that he was the one who got hurt.

"You should deal with her first." The warm touch on his hand made An Luoluo's consciousness clear for a moment, and he knew clearly that the person in front of him was the one who had always treated her tenderly and affectionately.

But, knowing it, she still didn't want to pay attention to it, didn't want to see her.

Turning her head to give him a weak and shallow smile, An Luoluo turned around. The wound on her body was just a small injury, but the pain in her heart was faint and shallow, but it was hard to ignore.

(End of this chapter)