Returning the gun to Fu Tianxing, Hanliu said in a cold voice, "Don't make things easier for him by taking care of the aftermath. Thank you."
Immediately, he picked up Su Xiyue and strode away. He just wanted to go home, take a shower and change clothes.
Fu Tianxing was left behind, facing the corpses and disabled people on the ground inside and outside, wailing about the cold wave, the cold wave, and not being considerate of him as a man whose wife was pregnant. He wanted to go back to see his wife. What kind of harm was this?
Well
On the way home, Su Xiyue's mood was not very stable and she kept crying against the cold current.
Hanliu's hand was on Su Xiyue's back, just like Su Xiyue's cry, and he was trembling without stopping. He said, "Yueyue, stop crying, okay? You make me blame myself for doing this..."
You have left a shadow in my heart, and I will hate myself forever." His fear and trembling came from this.
He must make himself stronger!
He doesn't allow anyone the chance to hurt her again!
Su Xiyue came back to her senses and hugged Hanliu tightly. She was so afraid that if she let go, she would accidentally return to the nightmare of kidnapping. She was afraid that she would not be able to find her little brother in the dream.
"Little brother, as long as you are there, no shadow will exist." She sniffed and said to Hanliu in a thick nasal voice.
After returning home, Hanliu helped Su Xiyue take a bath. Su Xiyue's mood finally improved. Su Xiyue's hands and feet were covered with blood marks after being strangled by ropes. I didn't see these. Hanliu
He couldn't help but twist the corners of Han Liu's mouth into a cruel smile. He believed that Fu Tianxing's style would not make that person feel better.
When she saw Hanliu taking off her clothes and entering the bathtub, Su Xiyue blushed. The entire bathroom was filled with mist. She couldn't see Hanliu's face clearly, but she could feel that Hanliu's eyes were resting on her wrist.
a solemn atmosphere
Su Xiyue lowered her head and thought for a while, then held her wrist and said, "Brother, it doesn't hurt anymore. It really doesn't hurt at all."
Seeing her careful look, Hanliu chuckled, "Well, as long as it doesn't hurt anymore..." However, how could it not hurt anymore? He just didn't want to expose the little lie she made up to comfort him.
, but her hand still hurts, and his heart also hurts along with it.
They washed their bodies repeatedly in this silent night, just to remember that disgusting dream forever. They only belong to each other, and no one can rob anyone by force.
Yes, the dream treats that as a dream
After waking up from the dream, nothing exists. This smoky dream is just a ridiculous joke with a perverted protagonist.
Coming out of the bathroom, Hanliu carried Su Xiyue to her vagina, found some potion and helped Su Xiyue apply it on the injured area. Looking carefully, some of the skin and flesh had turned outwards with blood. Su Xiyue was clearly in pain.
But he tried his best to frown and bit his lower lip to hide his expression, which made him feel angry and funny.
"You said it doesn't hurt, but it obviously hurts." He breathed gently into her painful area, because it was on her wrist, which made Su Xiyue's palms also itchy. "Little brother, it's itchy...don't
Huh..." Su Xiyue was amused and giggled, her laughter was like a silver bell, and she temporarily forgot her unhappiness.
He hugged her half-lying on the bed and kissed Su Xiyue's lips fiercely.