Chapter 567 : Who is in control of the ups and downs: sad and sad
"Sorry ..." A kind of instinct, all the fragility in my heart made me afraid to face this strange feeling at this time
Yan Ye glanced at me as a mentally handicapped, and looked directly at Dris
"Sunny, it's okay ..." Xiaoxi hugged my arm and comforted me gently
"Yan Yeyi, you stop ..." Jin Bao's voice soberly soberly, and looked up at Yan Yeyi, who was dragging Dris with his fist, and Jin Bao stopped in front of Dris before letting Yan let Yan
I stopped the action at night
"Jinbao, you don’t understand." Dris opened Jinbao and coaxed her with a good temper
"Yes, I don’t understand, but they are so selfish, do you think I don't know?"
"In the Milan Amusement Park, Yan Ye lost too much blood, and the hospital's inventory did not have DH positive blood at all."
"And you, isn't the hospital just your rare blood type Rh positive!"
"Woohoo ... Rise ... don't you have anything to do ... Woohoo ..." Jin Bao seemed to be tired, leaned his little body in Dris's arms, sobbing in his heart, sobbing
The deck is finally quiet, Yan Ye hangs his arm, yes! How ridiculous, in his body, the blood of his most resentful person is flowing.
Yan Ye stood quietly, facing me back, blowing his tall figure, the hair of the millet seemed to lose his glory, which made people feel sad.
"Ahem ..." A low cough, everyone was around Dris, worried about Daris’s current situation
"The manipulation system is wrong, and I have contacted them." Leng Yugang hurriedly ran out of the cockpit at this time. It seemed very anxious.
I stood aside and Yan Ye standing calmly, and the surface was calm. In fact, everyone had their own thoughts.
Yan Yeyi suddenly turned around and walked across me, and walked back. The immersed in his world seemed to not see my existence, and walked straight behind me. The bad hunch made me suddenly look back.
Watching Yan Ye picked up the fruit knife from the desktop under the solar umbrella and stuck it on his wrist. The sharp blade seemed to be on my heart, afraid
"Enough ..." I hurried forward and wanted to grab the fruit knife in Yan Ye's hand.
The bright red blood flows out of my palm, and the eyes of Yan Yeyi are dyed.
One second before Nali was caught in Yan Ye's skin, I did not hesitate to grab the knife with my own hands, even though the blade broke my palm