It makes sense to grab a marriage: don't mess with the savage wife

Chapter 650 Want to kill me again? (2)

"What did you just say? Say it again."

Song Qingyi finally walked in front of Yu Chiguang, his eyes were terribly scarlet, and his face was a bit ferocious.

Su Yu looked at him without fear, raised his chin slightly, and said in a vague voice, "I said, I am Yu Chiguang, and Su Yu is Yu Chiguang."

One second, two seconds, three seconds...

Nothing but silence.

But there is a heavy depression in the air, as if something is about to explode at any moment.

Neither of them retreated, nor did they look back.

Su Yu's eyes were full of calm, but Song Qingyi's eyes gradually became violent.

Suddenly, the corner of his mouth moved, and Su Yu could feel what Song Qingyi was saying, but the voice was so soft that she could hardly hear it.

Just when she carefully discerned what he just said, Song Qingyi suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed her neck: "You are not her, you can't be her."

"How could you be her? My Yuyu loves to smile, has short hair, is clean and cute, you are not!"

Song Qing's eyes were scarlet, and the strength in his hands gradually increased. Because he just shot too suddenly, Su Yu was almost unprepared, and he grabbed his neck.

Although her right hand was healed by Ah Luo four years ago, it is not as flexible as before. If it is just eating and writing, it is fine, but when force is needed, it cannot be moved. .

Even holding Xiao Taozi can't be held for too long.

She stretched out her hands to break away Song Qingyi's hand that was pinching her neck, but because her hand couldn't exert any strength, she didn't move at all.

Now she cherishes herself very much, knowing that her right hand should not be too hard, so she withdrew her right hand.

Song Qingyi's strength was getting stronger and stronger, Su Yu's face turned from red to blue, and she wanted to speak, but she opened her mouth only to gasp for breath, and could no longer speak.

She could feel the air in her lungs getting less and less.

"You...stop..." Su Yu weakly grasped Song Qingyi's hand that was pinching her neck, and managed to utter a few words, but the words were incomplete intermittently.

"Tell me, why do you say you are her!" Song Qingyi's face was still ugly, and the veins on his forehead were even more violent.

Su Yu didn't even know why Song Qing did this.

She was just talking about her own Yu Chiguang, she didn't lie to him, why did Song Qingyi suddenly become so violent, like a different person, with a ferocious face.

"How could you be her, even if you are..." Song Qingyi suddenly laughed, bloodthirsty on his face: "I won't want it either."

For the latter sentence, his voice was a little low, and the strength in his hands gradually relaxed, but Su Yu felt that it was more difficult for her to breathe.

Can't breathe, sad as hell.

Even if you are... I wouldn't want it.

is it?

Regardless of grievances and grievances, does Song Qingyi really have no feelings for her at all?

After Song Qingyi finished that sentence, the hostility on his face gradually dissipated, and his eyes gradually returned to their usual dark and deep.

The hand holding Su Yu gradually loosened.

However, when he let go, an evil smile appeared on his face.

Song Qing was about 1.8 meters tall, and Su Yu was only 1.7 meters even in high heels.

At this time, there was a height difference of more than ten centimeters between the two of them, so Song Qingyi lowered his head to look at Su Yu.

The two were very close, so close that Su Yu had the illusion that Song Qingyi wanted to kiss her.

(End of this chapter)