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Chapter 2287 : Wound (2)

So he could only slowly retreat: "Yixian, don't be excited, I won't hurt you."

"Get out, get out!" Qiu Yixian could no longer tell whether what he said was true or false. Perhaps subconsciously, she felt that Qin Yishu's words were not true and unbelievable!

Qin Yishu had no choice but to retreat to the door. He looked at Qiu Yixian standing still, his body tense and extremely nervous. His beautiful little face was pale with fear and was extremely charming.

Unfortunately, in her eyes, he only saw fear and repulsion, but could not see a trace of affection.[

She still hated him!

"Yixian, I really didn't mean it!"

If it were in the past, Qin Yishu might have ignored it and satisfy his desire first. But now, he devoted himself to Qiu Yixian. He was happy for her and sad for her. He didn't want to hurt her anymore.

I don't want to see her sad either.

When it comes to men and women, only when both of them are integrated can they be happy.

If he blindly asks for it, what he gets will only be her disgust!

He wanted to continue with her, but he didn't want to see her repulsive himself like that. For a moment, he was in a dilemma.

"Yixian, I......"

"Get out of here, get out!" Qiu Yixian grabbed the water cup on the table and smashed it hard on Qin Yishu's face!

And this time, he didn't hide. The glass suddenly hit his temple!

Then, with another "bang", falling to the ground, fragments of the ground.

Maybe the sound is too loud, maybe the sound of the shattered glass makes Qiu Yixian's consciousness respond. She stared blankly as Qin Yishu was hit by a water cup and fell to the ground again, splashing water all over him. The price is expensive

The suit looks particularly pitiful under the splashes.

What surprised her even more was Qin Yishu's face. Although the cup was not broken when the water cup hit his forehead just now, it avoided the possibility that the glass fragments might enter the eyes. However, a winding blood stream was shattering.

The thread slowly emerged from his forehead.

At first, it was just like a silk thread. But when it came back, it slowly turned into a stream. The gurgling blood slid across his handsome cheeks, making his pale face look extremely terrible.

Then, the bloodstain slid down on his chin and began to gather!


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