One time, Lei Wenting slapped her ear, and that time, Leng Zirui gave her a tissue.
Then there was the night when she was almost raped by Lei Ke. It was he who held her in his arms and rubbed her hair to comfort her.
Although it was a beautiful misunderstanding, she always remembered that the warmth on his chest that night was the same as it was now. Even if the clothes were all wet, there was still a reassuring warmth in his chest.
If there really was a next life, she would rather be an ordinary woman, just hoping that there would be a hug in this world that could give her a moment of peace.
Lei Qingqing slowly lowered his eyes, grabbed the fingers on Leng Zirui's clothes, and slid away weakly.
Only then did Leng Zirui notice the bloody gun muzzle on her lower abdomen. He originally thought that Lei Wenting's shot just now did not hit her vital part, but it seemed that he was wrong.
"Lei Qingqing!"
Looking at her crooked face, Leng Zirui raised his hand and shook her shoulders.
Lei Qingqing didn't respond, but the tears from the corner of her eyes slid down because of him, flowed across her face, fell on a blade of grass, and broke into several pieces.
Leng Zirui stretched out his fingers and pressed her carotid artery. He didn't feel any trace of pulse. He placed her body on the grass. Leng Zirui stood up and sighed softly.
"Rui!" The helicopter landed on the river bank. Joe jumped out of the plane and ran over, "How is she?"
Leng Zirui shrugged, "Dead."
Qiao looked at Lei Qingqing's young and beautiful face on the grass, "It's a pity to be so young."
Leng Zirui put his hands in his pockets and watched the soldiers come over and put away Lei Qingqing's body, "We Chinese believe in reincarnation, die early and be reincarnated early. I hope she will have a good pregnancy in her next life."
Joe reached over and patted his shoulder, "Go back!"
Several people got back on the helicopter together, and the helicopter slowly lifted up and returned.
Two hours later, the helicopter returned to Chiang Mai smoothly and settled in the small square outside the XX Military Hospital in Chiang Mai.
Leng Zirui had just gotten off the plane, and Xu Xia had already come out of the lobby and greeted him, shouting.
"Leng Zirui!"
"Don't run...be careful of falling..."
Afraid that she would fall again like last time, Leng Zirui was busy reminding her. As soon as he finished speaking, Xu Xia's feet slipped and she fell down the steps.
Leng Zirui's color changed instantly, he flew over, slid sideways, and lay on the floor to catch her falling body before she fell.
"Idiot!" He stretched out his hand to support her waist. He was both amused and helpless, "Can't you run slower?"
"What? It's all your crow's mouth!" Xu Xia rolled her eyes at him.
"Okay, okay, it's all my fault." Leng Zirui looked at her carefully, "Did you fall? Is there any pain or discomfort?"
Xu Xia shook his head, "It seems not."
"Then can you get up first? There is a large crowd here. If you want to have sex, we can go back to the hotel and then do it."
"Who wants to have sex with you?" Xu Xia looked around and saw Qiao and a few of his men, Leng Zimo and a few of his men looking at her. Her face turned red and she was about to get up. She might as well
He lay on Leng Zirui again, "Ah, my feet hurt so much, and my waist hurts so much. I can't stand up anymore. Zirui, hurry up, help me..."
Leng Zirui smiled and had no choice but to help her up, hugging her sideways and standing up.
"Rui?" Qiao looked at Xu Xia in his arms doubtfully, "Is Miss Xu injured?"
