But at this time, Anjing seemed to be relieved. She stared at the ceiling a little indifferently, glaring her eyes and biting her lips.
His face was red, but he refused to make a sound.
Her lower lip was already bitten and bleeding.
All the sounds seemed to be stuck in the throat and no sound could be made.
The eyes cannot be brought together and are somewhat scattered.
The eyes were like a pool of mist, wet and hazy, with no focus at all.
Chapter 82 I would rather die than have him (1)
Feng Haotian, Feng Haotian, the man she hates and loves, what will she do with him?
But when she thought of her dead child, she couldn't forgive this man. She really couldn't forgive him.
He killed her child, how could she forgive him, how could she forgive him?
Feng Haotian, I hate you, I hate you.
For all my life, I have hated you.
I will never forgive you.
Looking at Feng Haotian's appearance, it took her a long time before she finally found her voice. Her voice was a little desperate, her eyes were blurred, and her whole body was weak, and she said: "Feng Haotian, why, why can't you let me go?
I beg you, please let me go, okay?"
Feng Haotian looked at Jing Jing's bitten lips, and a trace of distress flashed in his eyes. His slender fingers gently touched her lips, feeling very distressed.
Listening to her words, his pupils gradually tightened, and his dark pupils gradually narrowed slightly, refracting a lot of extremely dangerous light from inside. He stared at Jing Jing and said seriously, "No.
Quiet, listen, your quiet person, body and mind, have been connected with me, Feng Haotian, for life after life. You and I will never end in this life, and it is impossible for me to let you go.
An Jing, Feng Haotian, two people, entangled to the point of death, for eternity."
In this life, it has been impossible for Feng Haotian to let go and be quiet.
In this life, he is destined to never let go of this woman, ever.
After An Jing listened, he curled his lips and laughed and said: "Feng Da General Assembly, do you think that I am still as mean and in love with you as I was before? I tell you, don't even think about it.
An Jing, Feng Haotian, entangled to death, life after life?
The dead child had already entangled the two people together, and it was impossible to let go of each other.