cuddling in his arms

Chapter 283 She Is My Sister, My Sister

The whole room was filled with an unpleasant smell of burning. Mo Xiaoli grabbed An Ziqing's skirt in shock and never let go.

"It's okay, it's okay." An Ziqing rubbed the skin of her face with her fingertips, it was soft and slippery, but it was cold.

He comforted her, and then called, "Chen Lin."

Chen Lin hurried over to support Mo Xiaoli, An Ziqing walked towards Yin Chuxue step by step, and she was like crazy, holding the photo frame, wiping it over and over again, muttering, "Xiao Yu, sister is waiting for you How nice, my sister wipes you clean every day."

It seemed that she felt the powerful aura emanating from An Ziqing's body, and that cold air made her shiver for a while. She looked up at An Ziqing blankly, and An Ziqing's hand had already pinched her slender waist unexpectedly. neck.

He said, "You are courting death."

The strength of her hand was getting stronger and stronger, Yin Chuxue's face was flushed, and she was coughing heart-piercingly, but her eyes were still blank, as if she didn't recognize An Ziqing, she just waved her hands and feet together, wanting to Break free, how could An Ziqing allow her to break free, A Li who hurt him, and even tried to burn him to death, then she would have to die.

The photo frame in Yin Chuxue's hand fell to the ground, and it shattered to the ground with a crackling sound.

An Ziqing's hands became stronger and stronger, Yin Chuxue was almost lifted up by him, her breath became weaker and weaker, she no longer had the strength to struggle, her eyes kept rolling, but An Ziqing's expression was always so cold, He didn't show any emotion at all, it seemed that such a life was in his hands, like an ant, life and death were only in his mind.

"Let go, let go, Ziqing." Mo Xiaoli was jumping fast, the shock just now hadn't passed, but she didn't want to watch An Ziqing kill people in front of her, her own sister.

An Ziqing turned her head and saw Mo Xiaoli's pale face, her heart ached, but her hands were even harder.

"Ziqing, let go of her quickly, she will die." Mo Xiaoli was anxious.

"She wants to kill you." An Ziqing's eyes were bloodshot, staring straight at Yin Chuxue's flushed face, and said in a cold tone.

"But, but... she is my older sister, my own older sister." Mo Xiaoli had to admit this fact with difficulty.

As soon as An Ziqing let go, Yin Chuxue fell from the air, and fell to the ground like a puddle of mud. She seemed to have lost consciousness.

"A Li, I'm sorry." An Ziqing said with his arms around her shoulders.

Before he said this, Mo Xiaoli felt that she could still hold on, but when she heard his sorry, she felt that she could no longer hold on, her legs softened, and she fell down. An Ziqing reached out to hold her. Her waist, some eagerly asked: "What's wrong?"

Mo Xiaoli only felt that her whole body was sore and limp, and her forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat. She opened her mouth, but she didn't say anything. The feeling of being unable to breathe in the fire crawled all over her body.

"A Li, bear with it, I'll take you to the hospital." An Ziqing picked up Mo Xiaoli and walked towards the car. At this time, Yin Chuxue had already woken up. The first thing she did when she woke up was to crawl on the ground. Going up to pick up the broken photo frame, her legs knelt on the shards of glass, and the blood soaked the ground in an instant, but she didn't seem to feel the pain, she hurriedly picked up the photo buried under the glass, and lightly Gently stroking, "Xiao Yu, I'm sorry, my sister will put a new frame on you, okay? Don't be angry."

(End of this chapter)