He frowned slightly. He, who is a mysophobic person, simply could not accept such dirty blood stains.
Ning Yazhi took advantage of his slight daze and pressed it with all her strength, even if it hurt her to death, she would still disgust him to death.
Mu Chengfeng pinched her feet fiercely and threatened: "Ning Yazhi, if you continue to struggle, I will break your feet, break your hands, and make you a useless person worse than death. I want to see
A female prisoner who was about to die could not help but close her eyes when she saw her biological daughter in such misery."
It's exactly how he behaves.
Normally, Ning Yazhi would have taken it into consideration, but at this moment, she had lost her mind. All she saw was blood in her eyes, numb pain all over her body, and all she felt was hatred, so how could she pay attention to him.
Nuo An frowned slightly, feeling that Ning Yazhi's mind was indeed crazy, so he couldn't help but remind him: "Sir, something is not right with Miss Ning Yazhi. Broken glass is piercing her flesh. Her consciousness seems to be very scattered. If she doesn't deal with the wound, she will...
There is danger."
Nuo An's words made Mu Chengfeng's anger drop slightly. He stared at her coldly with dark eyes. Her eyes were indeed distracted, and the injury on her forehead was very serious. He was furious at that time, and the force with which he threw it was very heavy, otherwise the glass
The bottle would not have been broken on the spot. Only then did he discover that there was a wound on her forehead, and even her face had some fragments stuck in it. No wonder her face was covered with shocking bloodstains.
I deeply regretted it.
The feeling of regret was like a poisonous snake biting his heart, an indescribable and uncomfortable feeling.
The first time I experienced this feeling, my heart felt like it had been bitten to pieces, with no good piece of meat left, but I didn't know how to get rid of that hateful poisonous snake.
His hand pressed hard on the soles of Ning Yazhi's feet.
Nuo An's face changed greatly: "Sir, what are you going to do!" It was already painful, but if he pressed it hard like this, it would kill Ning Yazhi.
This time, Ning Yazhi groaned in pain, but at the same time she seemed to calm down a little. The extreme pain made her regain some sense.
Her eyelashes fluttered, and she found Mu Chengfeng squatting beside the bed, holding her bloody feet in one hand, and the bright red footprints on his clothes, she knew without guessing that she had stepped on them intentionally.
Mu Chengfeng just wanted her to wake up, otherwise he would let her continue to go crazy and there would be no way to deal with the wound.
Ning Yazhi frowned: "What do you want to do?"
He curled his lips coldly: "Aren't you afraid of pain?" As soon as he finished speaking, he pulled out a piece of broken glass cruelly and directly.
Ning Ya was so painful that she broke into cold sweat and breathed in cold air: "It hurts!" She held the bed sound tightly with her hands and glared at him hatefully.
There was also a line of blood on the left side of Mu Chengfeng's face, which made his face look particularly charming. Mixed with his coldness, it seemed to transform into the ultimate beauty, which was very alluring.
He sneered: "How painful is it?! Does this hurt?" His slender fingers were covered with blood, and suddenly he touched the soles of her feet very gently, as if a feather was brushing against her, slightly itchy, mixed with pain, as if
Chemical agents generally produce an indescribable sense of pleasure instantly.
Ning Yazhi was not unfamiliar with this feeling at all, he did it on purpose! She gritted her teeth bitterly, feeling that he was so hateful! Was it fun to torment her in various ways?
She blurted out desperately: "Mu Chengfeng, do you care so much about whether it hurts me? Have you fallen in love with me? You have a mixture of love and hate for me, and you can't stop, right?" He frowned slightly, for the mysophobia of him
I can't stand such dirty bloodstains.
Ning Yazhi took advantage of his slight daze and pressed it with all her strength, even if it hurt her to death, she would still disgust him to death.
Mu Chengfeng pinched her feet fiercely and threatened: "Ning Yazhi, if you continue to struggle, I will break your feet, break your hands, and make you a useless person worse than death. I want to see
A female prisoner who was about to die could not help but close her eyes when she saw her biological daughter in such misery."
It's exactly how he behaves.
Normally, Ning Yazhi would have taken it into consideration, but at this moment, she had lost her mind. All she saw was blood in her eyes, numb pain all over her body, and all she felt was hatred, so how could she pay attention to him.
Nuo An frowned slightly, feeling that Ning Yazhi's mind was indeed crazy, so he couldn't help but remind him: "Sir, something is not right with Miss Ning Yazhi. Broken glass is piercing her flesh. Her consciousness seems to be very scattered. If she doesn't deal with the wound, she will...
There is danger."
Nuo An's words made Mu Chengfeng's anger drop slightly. He stared at her coldly with dark eyes. Her eyes were indeed distracted, and the injury on her forehead was very serious. He was furious at that time, and the force with which he threw it was very heavy, otherwise the glass
The bottle would not have been broken on the spot. Only then did he discover that there was a wound on her forehead, and even her face had some fragments stuck in it. No wonder her face was covered with shocking bloodstains.
I deeply regretted it.
The feeling of regret was like a poisonous snake biting his heart, an indescribable and uncomfortable feeling.
The first time I experienced this feeling, my heart felt like it had been bitten to pieces, with no good piece of meat left, but I didn't know how to get rid of that hateful poisonous snake.
His hand pressed hard on the soles of Ning Yazhi's feet.
Nuo An's face changed greatly: "Sir, what are you going to do!" It was already painful, but if he pressed it hard like this, it would kill Ning Yazhi.
This time, Ning Yazhi groaned in pain, but at the same time she seemed to calm down a little. The extreme pain made her regain some sense.
Her eyelashes fluttered, and she found Mu Chengfeng squatting beside the bed, holding her bloody feet in one hand, and the bright red footprints on his clothes, she knew without guessing that she had stepped on them intentionally.
Mu Chengfeng just wanted her to wake up, otherwise he would let her continue to go crazy and there would be no way to deal with the wound.
Ning Yazhi frowned: "What do you want to do?"
He curled his lips coldly: "Aren't you afraid of pain?" As soon as he finished speaking, he pulled out a piece of broken glass cruelly and directly.
Ning Ya was so painful that she broke into cold sweat and breathed in cold air: "It hurts!" She held the bed sound tightly with her hands and glared at him hatefully.
There was also a line of blood on the left side of Mu Chengfeng's face, which made his face look particularly charming. Mixed with his coldness, it seemed to transform into the ultimate beauty, which was very alluring.
He sneered: "How painful is it?! Does this hurt?" His slender fingers were covered with blood, and suddenly he touched the soles of her feet very gently, as if a feather was brushing against her, slightly itchy, mixed with pain, as if
Chemical agents generally produce an indescribable sense of pleasure instantly.
Ning Yazhi was not unfamiliar with this feeling at all, he did it on purpose! She gritted her teeth bitterly, feeling that he was so hateful! Was it fun to torment her in various ways?
She blurted out desperately: "Mu Chengfeng, do you care so much about whether it hurts me? Are you falling in love with me? You have a mixture of love and hate for me, and you can't stop, right?"