Finally unable to bear it any longer, Bo Liuzhi rushed forward with scarlet eyes and fiercely tore open the swaying silver-white gauze curtain.
She didn't know where the strength came from, but she suddenly pushed away Qi Mujing, who was lying on Bo Shuzhi's body, grabbed Bo Shuzhi's wrist and lifted her up, raised her hand and slapped her hard in the face, "Jian."
goods!"
"Pa..."
Qi Mijing's raised hand was still trembling slightly, but his tone seemed to be wrapped in thousands of years of ice, "Bo Liuzhi, how dare you..."
"Why don't I dare?! Whether you admit it or not, I am now your legitimate wife, Qi Mujing. She dares to seduce you in front of me, so why don't I dare to hit her!"
The corner of Bo Liuzhi's mouth was bleeding, and she made a sad and determined look. She pointed at the woman on the bed who was half-dressed and messy, and said in a low voice, "Qi Mujing, since you love her so much, why have you been in love with her for six years?"
Why don’t you die with her before?!”
Qi Mijing's expression immediately changed, and he suddenly raised his arm again, "Bo Liuzhi, you are really lawless!"
"You are used to my lawlessness!" Bo Liuzhi raised his voice and retorted.
"..." Qi Mijing's spine trembled, and his eyes were complicated.
Bo Liuzhi's red eyes seemed to be bleeding red the next moment, "Qi Mujing, since you only want to touch her, why did you marry me six years ago?!"
"..." Qi Mujing's dark eyes suddenly flashed with guilt, and his raised hand could not be lowered again.
He put down his arm and sighed softly, "I won't hold you accountable for what you did to Zhi'er today, but you still killed someone, so I will punish you to go to the Zen room to think about your mistakes behind closed doors..." After a pause, "I don't like it.
A woman with blood on her hands!"
Bo Liuzhi's face turned pale, and he turned his eyes to the door, only to see that the several corpses that were lying at the door just now were no longer there. It must have been that the servants had neatly cleaned them up.
I still couldn't help but feel frightened in my heart, and hurriedly looked away, "I didn't kill the person!"
Seeing her denial, the suppressed anger rose again. Qi Mujing grabbed her hand with a sullen face, "Don't lie anymore. If you didn't kill the person, what happened to the needle marks on your hand?"
What happened?! Bo Liuzhi, I’ve heard enough of your lies!”
"Now, you go to the meditation room immediately to reflect and reflect!"
Bo Liuzhi looked at the mottled red marks on his palms in disbelief, "I didn't use Flying Dance, how could I...?"
"Well... Jing... Jing, it feels so uncomfortable, Zhi'er feels so uncomfortable..."
Qi Mujing glanced at the swollen and red-faced Bo Shuzhi who was writhing repeatedly on the bed with distressed eyes. Her heroic cheeks suddenly became clouded, and she strode forward to hold him in her arms, caressing her cheek with his fingers.
, but his eyes were like daggers falling on Bo Liuzhi's face, "Bo Liuzhi, Zhi'er is my bottom line. If you continue to act recklessly, I will not forgive you lightly!"
What a bottom line! A good person will not be lenient!!!
Bo Liuzhi covered his chest and laughed in pain. His eyes fell lightly on the person he protected in his arms like a treasure, but he saw her eyes staring at her with hatred.
She was not unfamiliar with such a look. She looked at her like this when they first met.
In just a moment, she coquettishly twisted towards the man beside her.
Bo Liuzhi's mind suddenly exploded with thunder, and she suddenly understood the reason for all the "irritations" that happened to her that night.
My heart was so furious that I couldn't help but want to step forward and tear her hypocritical mask apart.
But before she even took a step forward, she heard a cry of pain.
Immediately afterwards, an extremely strong air flow hit Bo Liuzhi heavily on her shoulder. She gritted her teeth and stepped back violently, hitting the edge of the table hard. She turned her head and saw that there was already a glowing hair on her shoulder.
The cold silver needle.
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[⊙﹏⊙bhan, if you don’t write the letter of divorce tomorrow, Su will die, so Su will go to the meditation room to think about the past behind closed doors!]——[Please accept, strictly reject Bawang’s article!!!]