312. Chapter 312 Xiang Yutian was the one who ruined you 4
Mu Yao said unconvinced, with fear still remaining on his face as he kept touching the needle on his neck.
"You three are no match for me."
Jiang Weiwei looked at them coldly and took a fighting stance.
"You..." Mu Yao stamped his feet angrily, then thought for a while and said, "Let's go, let's go report to Ancheng!"
Mu Yao knew that she was not good enough for Jiang Youyi, and besides, she had no intention of arguing with Jiang Youyi now.
Mu Yao touched his neck and walked out, restless.
It's just a little bit on the tip of a needle. It shouldn't cause an attack...
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The three people left.
Jiang Weiyi stepped forward and closed the stainless steel door, and the empty detention room suddenly fell silent.
Only then did she realize that Xiang Yutian had not said a word since she came in.
Jiang Weiyi slowly turned around.
I saw Xiang Yutian sitting on the ground, no longer just staring at the tip of the needle. At this time, he had raised his eyes to look at her. His eyes were extremely dark, his long eyelashes were slightly drooped, and his eyes were unfathomable. It was impossible to tell what he was.
What are you thinking about.
"Why don't you ask to see me?"
Jiang Weiyi spoke, his voice a little hoarse.
He was actually abused for several days and was given an overdose of Moka...
What if she doesn't come and he can't stand it?
"I want to see you." Xiang Yutian's voice was hoarse than hers. He glanced down at the injuries on his body and said mockingly, "But I don't want you to see me like this."
His face was still feminine and coquettishly beautiful, with a deep red blood trail trailing from the corner of his lips.
He was leaning against the wall, with several buttons of his shirt ripped open, exposing a large area of his chest.
It's no longer sexy as it used to be, and there are only deep and shallow wounds left on it.
And a dark tattoo.
Engraved with her name.
The most penetrating pain...
"..."
Jiang Weiwei's eyes became wet when he looked at the blood on the corners of his lips.
She slowly sat down in front of him, her eyes falling on the wound on his neck, a deep scratch, and the blood had solidified.
"They won't treat you." Jiang Weiwei raised his eyes to stop the tears from falling, "I'm going to get the medical kit."
"sit down."
Xiang Yutian's voice was hoarse.
Jiang Weiwei, who was trying to stand up and leave, immediately sat down after hearing this without any hesitation.
"So good." Xiang Yutian looked at her lovingly, with an evil but pale smile on the corner of his bruised mouth, "It would be great if you were so good before."
"..."
Jiang Wei turned his face away, trying desperately to suppress the desire to shed tears.
"Am I very embarrassed and ugly now?" Xiang Yutian stared deeply at her face, "This damn place doesn't even have a mirror! Am I disfigured?"
"..."
He is still in the mood to worry about his face, a narcissist.
Jiang Weiwei blinked, then suddenly approached him, straightening his body so that their eyes were level.
"You can see for yourself whether it's disfigured or not," Jiang Weiwei said.
"..."
Xiang Yutian leaned against the wall, a look of astonishment flashing across his eyes.
Then he saw his face in her eyes.
She had the most beautiful pupils in the world, and he saw his face clearly reflected in her eyes, eyebrows, eyes, nose, mouth...
There are also several scars on the face.
It's really ugly.
Still very dirty.
"Disfigured."
Xiang Yutian was very dissatisfied.
It was the first time that he saw his face so clearly reflected in her eyes, but it was such a dirty face... Mu Yao said unconvinced, with fear still remaining on his face, and his hand kept touching the needle on his neck
mouth.
"You three are no match for me."
Jiang Weiwei looked at them coldly and took a fighting stance.
"You..." Mu Yao stamped his feet angrily, then thought for a while and said, "Let's go, let's go report to Ancheng!"
Mu Yao knew that she was not good enough for Jiang Youyi, and besides, she had no intention of arguing with Jiang Youyi now.
Mu Yao touched his neck and walked out, restless.
It's just a little bit on the tip of a needle. It shouldn't cause an attack...
———☆————☆————☆————☆————☆————
The three people left.
Jiang Weiyi stepped forward and closed the stainless steel door, and the empty detention room suddenly fell silent.
Only then did she realize that Xiang Yutian had not said a word since she came in.
Jiang Weiyi slowly turned around.
I saw Xiang Yutian sitting on the ground, no longer just staring at the tip of the needle. At this time, he had raised his eyes to look at her. His eyes were extremely dark, his long eyelashes were slightly drooped, and his eyes were unfathomable. It was impossible to tell what he was.
What are you thinking about.
"Why don't you ask to see me?"
Jiang Weiyi spoke, his voice a little hoarse.
He was actually abused for several days and was given an overdose of Moka...
What if she doesn't come and he can't stand it?
"I want to see you." Xiang Yutian's voice was hoarse than hers. He glanced down at the injuries on his body and said mockingly, "But I don't want you to see me like this."
His face was still feminine and coquettishly beautiful, with a deep red blood trail trailing from the corner of his lips.
He was leaning against the wall, with several buttons of his shirt ripped open, exposing a large area of his chest.
It's no longer sexy as it used to be, and there are only deep and shallow wounds left on it.
And a dark tattoo.
Engraved with her name.
The most penetrating pain...
"..."
Jiang Weiwei's eyes became wet when he looked at the blood on the corners of his lips.
She slowly sat down in front of him, her eyes falling on the wound on his neck, a deep scratch, and the blood had solidified.
"They won't treat you." Jiang Weiwei raised his eyes to stop the tears from falling, "I'm going to get the medical kit."
"sit down."
Xiang Yutian's voice was hoarse.
Jiang Weiwei, who was trying to stand up and leave, immediately sat down after hearing this without any hesitation.
"So good." Xiang Yutian looked at her lovingly, with an evil but pale smile on the corner of his bruised mouth, "It would be great if you were so good before."
"..."
Jiang Wei turned his face away, trying desperately to suppress the desire to shed tears.
"Am I very embarrassed and ugly now?" Xiang Yutian stared deeply at her face, "This damn place doesn't even have a mirror! Am I disfigured?"
"..."
He is still in the mood to worry about his face, a narcissist.
Jiang Weiwei blinked, then suddenly approached him, straightening his body so that their eyes were level.
"You can see for yourself whether it's disfigured or not," Jiang Weiwei said.
"..."
Xiang Yutian leaned against the wall, a look of astonishment flashing across his eyes.
Then he saw his face in her eyes.
She had the most beautiful pupils in the world, and he saw his face clearly reflected in her eyes, eyebrows, eyes, nose, mouth...
There are also several scars on the face.
It's really ugly.
Still very dirty.
"Disfigured."
Xiang Yutian was very dissatisfied.
It was the first time he saw his face reflected so clearly in her eyes, but it was such a dirty face...