Zheng Keyun took it and fed Xia Ruoqi some drinks before she felt more comfortable in her throat. She could finally say coherent words.
"How could you... come?" Xia Ruoqi asked, her voice still a little dry.
Zheng Keyun glanced at Sun Pinxi who was lying on the ground, and without saying a word, he helped Xia Ruoqi up and walked straight to the door.
He had just walked for less than two steps, and his right foot was hugged.
Zheng Keyun slowly turned his head and looked at Sun Pinxi, who was holding his feet expressionlessly. There was no expression on his face, and his voice was stern, as if it came from hell, without a trace of warmth [
"Let go!"
How could Sun Pinxi let go?
She likes Zheng Keyun, and she has reached the point of becoming obsessed with it. She has committed suicide for Zheng Keyun to return to China, and now, she even has the intention of killing people for Zheng Keyun...
How could Sun Pinxi, who was completely in a mad manner, let go of Zheng Keyun?
Not only did she not let go, she also hugged Zheng Keyun's feet tighter.
"I won't let go even if I die!" Sun Pinxi said word by word, as if he swears, slowly raised his head, and the wound on his forehead was constantly flowing downwards with blood flowing all over his face, making her look so hard that she
The whole person looks a bit ferocious, like a female evil ghost seeking her life.
Zheng Keyun frowned and looked at Sun Pinxi kneeling on the ground. He had no pity or sympathy in his heart, only coldness.