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508. Chapter 508 Why is it not me who died! 4

Those words were cold-blooded, Ning Yazhi gritted her teeth, endured all the pain, and sat up, with a stubborn look evident on her beautiful and beautiful face.

Yes, she had always known that he was such a ruthless and ruthless person. Even if she died in front of him, his expression would not change.

She suddenly realized that, yes, he was deliberately stimulating her and then making her fight him desperately.

Ning Yazhi suddenly calmed down. She couldn't live up to his wish and die like this. Even if she died, a mysterious coldness suddenly appeared on her lips.

She said coldly: "Bring me your soup, Mr. Mu, don't you mind?"

Mu Chengfeng's sharp eyes naturally did not miss the profound look in her eyes. He could almost guess what this woman was thinking.

No one knows her better than him.

Whenever she wants to plot something, the light in her eyes will shrink, like a harmless kitten. In fact, she is a little female beast hiding all her sharp claws and waiting for the opportunity to attack.

Mu Chengfeng opened the lid of the soup cup and stirred it with a spoon. After making sure that the temperature was suitable for her to drink, he served it to Ning Yazhi.

Her eyes looked very calm, completely different from the excitement just now.

He handed the soup cup to her, and Ning Yazhi took it and almost gulped it all down in one gulp. She drank so quickly that the soup dripped down the corners of her lips.

Mu Chengfeng couldn't help but stretched out his hand and wanted to wipe it away.

She turned her face away from his index finger, wiped it off with her sleeve, put the soup cup into his hand, and said coldly: "Mr. Mu, are you satisfied with this?"

The soup had a strong flavor of bird's nest. She had tasted it at An An's house before and could tell it was the finest blood bird's nest.

She secretly wondered why he was so generous to her and sent out the best blood swallows.

Mu Chengfeng lives here alone and seldom drinks blood swallow or anything else. He is even less interested in abalone. Now he is giving her blood swallow for her sake. I really don’t know what his intentions are?!

Ning Yazhi shook the handcuffs, looked at the indifferent man in front of her coldly, and asked: "Mr. Mu, can you open this place now?"

He shook his head and slightly curled his lips: "No."

"Why?!" She suppressed the anger in her eyes and tried to say in a calm tone: "Is it possible that you want to keep me here forever!!"

"If you don't obey me, I really have such a plan."

"Mu Chengfeng, do you think I am a pet? How can I go to the bathroom and take a bath if I am held captive like this? Don't bully me too much!"

He smiled softly, reached out and gently touched her head. Her head was tightly wrapped in gauze, which made her face look sharp and small, and her heart throbbed slightly again.

She bled so much that he was scared that he was about to lose her.

At that moment, he almost swore to God that he would trade the whole world for her to live.

Little thing, you have no idea how much he loves you.

Ning Yazhi suddenly froze under his touch, as if all the pores in her body stood up on guard. She stared at him like a wild cat, not understanding what he wanted.

"I deceived you? It's too late for me to love you, how could I deceive you!?"

"Love me? Mr. Mu, your love is really bloody and full of blood. I, Ning Yazhi, can't bear your love. If you still love me like this, then you might as well kill me directly instead of doing it in the name of love.

Kill the relatives around me, okay?!"


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