Lan Ning couldn't help but said: "Master Qingyi, it's already this time..."
Han Qingyi suddenly smiled.
"Do you think I care about this?"
He laughed: "Stocks. Hospitals. Money. Reputation. Identity. Status..."
His voice slowly lowered: "Do you think I will care about these things?"
Lan Ning didn't know what to say.
Young Master Qingyi doesn't care about this, because he is born with these things. Things that others can't get in several lifetimes are at his fingertips.
The only thing he couldn't get was Ning Tong'er's heart.
He hates Ning Tong'er. He thinks she is not worthy of Master Qingyi at all. But Master Qingyi has a deep love for her.
He doesn't understand.
What is so good about Ning Tong'er? Young Master Qingyi likes her so much and regards her as his only treasure.
"I just want Tong'er." Han Qingyi lowered his head. His voice sounded like he was laughing or mocking himself. "As long as she is by my side. I don't care about these..."
Lan Ning stood up. His voice suddenly became firm: "But Master Qingyi and Miss Tong'er must have fallen into Murong Lie's hands now. You can't wait for her here anymore."
He wanted to reach out and grab Han Qingyi's arm, but he didn't dare. Han Qingyi was so unattainable to him.
His hand made a false grab in the air, but he put it down.
"Master Qingyi, let's leave quickly. If you want to rescue Miss Tong'er, you have to protect yourself first."
He said a very vulgar saying: "If you keep the green hills, you won't have to worry about running out of firewood. Isn't that right? Young Master Qingyi."
Han Qingyi raised his head and glanced at him.
**
Tong'er's black hair fell to the carpet of the plane. Her body was completely uncontrollable. She was trembling with the rising and falling of Murong Lie on her body.
She bit her lips desperately, refusing to make a sound. Occasionally, broken moans and gasps escaped. She once again dug her white teeth into her lips.
The blood scab on his lips had already been torn open, and blood was flowing out again.
Murong Lie's body continued to rise and fall. The muscles on his strong arms bulged. He raised his head and saw a trace of blood flowing from the corner of Tong'er's mouth.
He paused for a moment, then pinched her cheek, lowered his head and kissed her.
Tong'er raised her hand and scratched him hard. His arms and back were all scratched by her. But he didn't care at all. He let her be like a little girl who was pushed to the extreme and forced to wave her claws that were not sharp. Like a cat. Come and catch him.
Tong'er wanted to bite him with her teeth, but he didn't let her bite him at all. The tip of his tongue swept across the corner of her mouth, and actually licked and kissed all the blood from her mouth into her mouth.
Tong'er's fingers scratched his arm hard. But to Murong Lie, that scratch was like a kitten's claws. He looked at her with his eyes and suddenly smiled evilly. Tong Er was startled. The attack inside her body suddenly started to move. She was caught off guard and let out a muffled groan. She immediately bit her lip tightly.
Murong Lie lowered his head again and stroked her bleeding lips with his rough thumb. Then he lowered his head and kissed her again.
"You..."
Tong'er wanted to scold him, but all the sounds were swallowed into his mouth.
She was forced to be suppressed under him and bear his cold passion.
Her hands kept gripping the leather case on the seat tightly, hoping to relieve the pain. However, her fingertips suddenly touched a cold metal.
Tong'er looked at the demon who was kissing her chest. He didn't notice what she was doing at all.
She screamed in her heart: "Go to hell, you devil."
Gritting her teeth, Tong'er, who had never dared to kill even a rabbit or a chicken, raised the fruit knife and stabbed it into Murong Lie's back. Because he lowered his head, she could only stab into his back. Go up.
Murong Lie tilted his head. A cold light flashed in his eyes.
Tong'er almost thought he was going to avoid her. She could tell. He could obviously avoid it.
But she didn't know why. Just like she didn't know why Murong Lie came to her to ** her and seek revenge. She also didn't know why Murong Lie allowed her to kill the fruit knife in her hand even though he could avoid it. The knife plunged into his shoulder.
Blood flowed from his shoulder.
He just looked at her coldly. There was even a hint of ferocity in his cold eyes. He was like an angry lion glaring at the little prey that dared to provoke.
When Tong'er saw so much blood, his vision went dark.
However, she did not regret that this was what this devil deserved.
It's a pity that I couldn't send this knife to his heart.
Murong Lie looked at her coldly. A certain part of his body was even still inside her body. The two of them hated each other and looked at each other coldly.
The people I once loved deeply, the people who promised to be together for the rest of their lives, are still together physically, but their hearts are separated by tens of thousands of mountains.
Murong Lie suddenly raised his hand and slapped Tong'er's head to the side.
Bloodshot eyes flowed from the corners of Tong'er's mouth. She turned her head and looked at him fiercely.
"You can either kill me now. If you don't kill me, I will kill you sooner or later."
Murong Lie looked at her and sneered. He casually pulled out the knife from his shoulder. Even if it caused the blood to flow more violently, he didn't care at all.
There was a "click" sound, and the knife was nailed to the back of the seat in front of him with bright red blood stains. The wind passed by, and the knife handle was still trembling.
"Kill you."
He looked at her coldly, then suddenly made a move and pierced her hard.
"How could I give it up?"
Next, Tong'er was once again swept in by the craze. She couldn't help herself.
While Murong Lie was rising and falling, the blood on his shoulder never stopped flowing. And because of his distance, the blood flow accelerated.
Blood flowed from his shoulders to his back, soaking his black shirt. He did not frown.
**
When Murong Lie started to get dressed, Tong'er hugged her knees tightly and huddled in her seat, as if she had lost her mind.
Murong Lie got dressed and threw a clean new dress on her body.
Tong'er raised her head. The hatred in her eyes was deep-rooted.
Murong Lie said coldly: "Get dressed." The tone was commanding. But because of the intense exercise just now, his voice was slightly hoarse, adding to the magical atmosphere.
If such a voice is whispered in a woman's ear, probably no woman can resist it.
It's a pity that the only woman he has ever loved is now looking at him with extremely hateful eyes.
Murong Lie sat down leisurely. The wound on his shoulder was not tidied or bandaged. His eyes fell on Tong'er who was not wearing clothes. He didn't care whether she was wearing clothes or not. It was better not to wear clothes. It was more convenient for him to want her.
However, he couldn't tolerate others looking at her.
Even if she is just a plaything on his bed, he still maintains his usual desire for exclusivity.
Of course, Tong'er didn't want others to see her. Her hands were trembling and she couldn't even complete the action of putting on clothes coherently. And although she tried her best to restrain herself and bit her lip hard, when she was buttoning the buttons, Murong Lie saw that Tears were about to fall from her eyes.
She was just holding back.
Such a stubborn look made Murong Lie's mouth twitch. Then he turned his head.
He wanted to take revenge on her. He didn't love her like before.
Tong'er put on her clothes and sat in her seat blankly.
Murong Lie turned her head. She didn't know what she was looking at. Her hand slowly moved toward the back of the chair in front of her.
In fact, Murong Lie saw it, but he didn't say anything because he didn't want her to stab him. She couldn't even touch his sleeves.
As for the knife, to him, it was just a toy.
The reason why he didn't run away and let her stab him was perhaps a way of self-abuse. He wanted the bleeding pain to remind him: Don't forget what she did to him.
He came to take revenge on her.
That's all.
Murong Lie's eyes glanced at her movements and then turned back coldly. He didn't take it seriously at all.
But he thought wrong.
Tong'er didn't mean to kill him. She was not stupid. By now, she already knew that killing him would be as difficult as climbing to the sky.
But it's easy to kill yourself.
She pulled out the knife with force and stabbed herself in the heart with her backhand.
From the corner of his eyes, Murong Lie only saw her hand raised. The shining silver sword flashed, and his heart suddenly seemed to stop beating.
She still wants to die.
Either I want to jump out of the plane or I want to stab myself in the heart with a knife.
Murong Lie rushed over and grabbed her hand with one hand. However, the tip of the knife had already pierced her chest. Blood seeped out from the white clothes, and blood flowers bloomed.
Murong Lie gritted his teeth. His eyes flashed with hatred. He pinched her hand tightly with one hand. However, Tong'er's wrist was almost crushed. He still gritted his teeth and refused to let go. He never let go before. I know that she who is so weak can be so stubborn.
Murong Lie was stunned when he saw the blood on her chest.
Things from the past are rolling back.
He once knelt in front of her hospital bed, crying and begging her not to die. Begging her to forgive him and give him another chance.
He loves her like that. He is not President Murong. He is just an ordinary man.
Yes. I used to love her that way.
There are still bullet marks on her chest from the bullets brought to her by Han Qingyi's killers. Now it is himself who wants to kill her.
And he forced it.
Things in the world are impermanent. Things change and people change.
Murong Lie couldn't understand the reason for the tearing pain in his heart. He pinched Tong'er's hand tightly with one hand and pulled out the knife forcefully with the other hand. Moreover, he was holding the blade with his free hand.
The fruit knife wasn't particularly sharp, but it was enough to cut his hand bloody.
He held the knife with his bloody hand and jerked the knife out of her hand. This time he threw it aside.
"I want to die. I want to die so much." Murong Lie pinched her chin with his bleeding hands, almost with a fierce look in his eyes. "I will help you."