Chapter 182: [If the dirt and white head want to leave] How should we go?
he woke up
Handsome appearance, pale complexion
But at least, he is still alive...
Just stay alive
Behind him, those people looking at her, their eyes..., she knew in her heart, how could they not look at them like this when she behaved like Sheng Yeming just now
What's funny is that this time she didn't even have a reason to clarify. She was indeed dirty, very dirty.
only……
"This time... I'm going to drag you down again." She smiled coldly at the man next to her. She could no longer resist, as if this smile had taken away all her strength.
He almost wanted to tell her that it was okay, that he was not afraid of being looked at like this by others, and that he was even willing to bear such suspicion. But when the words came to his lips, he suddenly realized...it turned out that her attention was no longer on him.
Never even stayed on his side
She only has him in her eyes...
In my sight, he was striding towards me, but I couldn't see clearly anymore, and my eyes were blurred with tears.
The sound of splashing water was the sound of him falling into the water. Only then did she wake up. She instinctively wanted to avoid him. How could she face him? How to face him?
She subconsciously shrank towards Sheng Yeming, but at that moment, a force behind her grabbed her.
He almost couldn't stand still, but the hand holding her was extremely firm.
Pull her and confine her in his sight
Those eyes were flashing with panic, urgency and pain
"Are you injured?" His hand carefully touched her injured forehead. He didn't care which man the clothes on her body belonged to. He only paid attention to the blood stains on her shoulders and abdomen. "Who hurt her?"
about you?"
At that moment, tears could no longer hold back his tenderness and gurgled down.
He seemed stunned and wiped her tears with his hands, but she cried even harder. He smiled, very softly and slowly, and then leaned down to kiss her tears.
Just instinct
It's really just instinct
She just thought of Sheng Mochen at that moment. She pushed him away. He was already weak, but he couldn't resist her force.
With a crash, he fell heavily into the water, and the splash of water splashed all over her.
"Your Majesty!!" His people on the river bank were anxious.
She half stretched out her hand, but stayed in the air without helping him.
He was smiling, and it was as gentle as when they first met, but this time, that smile was like several sharp knives, ruthlessly scratching her broken heart, one by one, thousands of knives.
Those who came to help him were yelled at by him. He crawled out of the water in a helpless manner alone and stumbled for a few steps before he managed to stand still.
The water of the lake is slightly cool, and the wind is biting in the moonlit night