When the man in white heard this, a trace of deep hurt flashed across his face: "Yu'er, do you have to hurt me like this?"
"Hurt you?" Ziyu looked at the injured man in white and laughed angrily: "Is it you who hurts me, or I who hurt you?"
"Yu'er." The man in white reached out to touch Ziyu's face with a distressed look on his face.
"If you want me to chop off your hand, just touch it." Ziyu looked at the hand, his expression unchanged but his voice as cold as ice.
The man in white paused with his hand in front of Ziyu's cheek, and a trace of sadness flashed across his stunning face: "Yu'er, let's not be like this, okay? When did we become so tit-for-tat? Yu'er, think about our past.
How happy, fish..."
"Don't call me Yu'er, you can't call me these two words." With a sharp shout, Ziyu raised his head and looked at the man in white with a sharp expression: "I don't want to mention the past things. I, Qin
Ziyu throws the words here today. Changfeng and I are husband and wife. No matter there are any twists and turns between us, no matter what storms there are, he and I will never leave, love each other forever, and always put each other in the most precious position.
In life, we are husband and wife, and in death, we are husband and wife.
Let me tell you, don’t think about alienating the relationship between me and Changfeng. We will not be instigated or separated by anyone.
Don't talk about the poisonous remarks you made up about my body being special. Changfeng won't believe it. It's just like that. My Changfeng would rather die on me than let go of my hand. Bai Changfeng
God, remember it for me, remember it for me."
Fierce words like a barrage of words were shot out like swords, and every word was extremely firm and powerful.
Pointing at Bai Changtian's face, Ziyu's face had never been more serious and sharp, and he faced Bai Changtian word by word: "This is not the 21st century, and I am no longer the original me. I warn you.
You, if you dare to touch a hair of my family's hair, I will risk my life and kill you."
Determined words are like a stone hitting the ground, sonorous and powerful.
As soon as the sound fell, Ziyu threw down his sleeves and turned around to leave without even looking at Bai Changtian.
Resolutely leaving no room for change.
Bai Changtian looked at Ziyu's resolute back, his beautiful face slowly sank, murderous intent emerged on his face, and he said softly: "Yu'er, you have never said such a thing to me.
If it's serious, do you want to kill me now for that man?"
"Young Master, this..." At some point, a middle-aged man stood behind Bai Changtian.
Bai Changtian's beautiful face was slightly distorted, and the hands in his sleeves slowly clenched into fists.
"Young Master, how about I take people to capture this Qin... Ouch..."
A slap hit the middle-aged man's face hard.
The middle-aged man was caught off guard and was slapped away by Bai Changtian. He hit the big tree behind him and spurted out a mouthful of blood.
The middle-aged man was horrified. He knelt down quickly regardless of his injuries. Their young master had never been so angry before. This...
"Who gave you the courage to target Yu'er?" A look of violence flashed across Bai Changtian's face, and his stunning face was full of hostility.
"This subordinate deserves to die, this subordinate deserves to die." The old man was horrified and immediately kowtowed to apologize.
"My fish doesn't allow anyone to touch her hair." Bai Changtian snorted coldly. Determination, a cold determination.
When the man in white heard this, a trace of deep hurt flashed across his face: "Yu'er, do you have to hurt me like this?"
"Hurt you?" Ziyu looked at the injured man in white and laughed angrily: "Is it you who hurts me, or I who hurt you?"
"Yu'er." The man in white reached out to touch Ziyu's face with a distressed look on his face.
"If you want me to chop off your hand, just touch it." Ziyu looked at the hand, his expression unchanged but his voice as cold as ice.
The man in white paused with his hand in front of Ziyu's cheek, and a trace of sadness flashed across his stunning face: "Yu'er, let's not be like this, okay? When did we become so tit-for-tat? Yu'er, think about our past.
How happy, fish..."
"Don't call me Yu'er, you can't call me these two words." With a sharp shout, Ziyu raised his head and looked at the man in white with a sharp expression: "I don't want to mention the past things. I, Qin
Ziyu throws the words here today. Changfeng and I are husband and wife. No matter there are any twists and turns between us, no matter what storms there are, he and I will never leave, love each other forever, and always put each other in the most precious position.
In life, we are husband and wife, and in death, we are husband and wife.
Let me tell you, don’t think about alienating the relationship between me and Changfeng. We will not be instigated or separated by anyone.
Don't talk about the poisonous remarks you made up about my body being special. Changfeng won't believe it. It's just like that. My Changfeng would rather die on me than let go of my hand. Bai Changfeng
God, remember it for me, remember it for me."
Fierce words like a barrage of words were shot out like swords, and every word was extremely firm and powerful.
Pointing at Bai Changtian's face, Ziyu's face had never been more serious and sharp, and he faced Bai Changtian word by word: "This is not the 21st century, and I am no longer the original me. I warn you.
You, if you dare to touch a hair of my family's hair, I will risk my life and kill you."
Determined words are like a stone hitting the ground, sonorous and powerful.
As soon as the sound fell, Ziyu threw down his sleeves and turned around to leave without even looking at Bai Changtian.
Resolutely leaving no room for change.
Bai Changtian looked at Ziyu's resolute back, his beautiful face slowly sank, murderous intent emerged on his face, and he said softly: "Yu'er, you have never said such a thing to me.
If it's serious, do you want to kill me now for that man?"
"Young Master, this..." At some point, a middle-aged man stood behind Bai Changtian.
Bai Changtian's beautiful face was slightly distorted, and the hands in his sleeves slowly clenched into fists.
"Young Master, how about I take people to capture this Qin... Ouch..."
A slap hit the middle-aged man's face hard.
The middle-aged man was caught off guard and was slapped away by Bai Changtian. He hit the big tree behind him and spurted out a mouthful of blood.
The middle-aged man was horrified. He knelt down quickly regardless of his injuries. Their young master had never been so angry before. This...
"Who gave you the courage to target Yu'er?" A look of violence flashed across Bai Changtian's face, and his stunning face was full of hostility.
"This subordinate deserves to die, this subordinate deserves to die." The old man was horrified and immediately kowtowed to apologize.
"My fish doesn't allow anyone to touch her hair." Bai Changtian snorted coldly.