Chapter 1381 It should be a photo

boom--

Her whole head hit it, and the mahogany table shook violently.

Blood was flowing down the dresser.

Mo Beiyan was stunned for a moment, blood-red color pierced his eyes, as if a basin of cold water had been poured on him, and he woke up with a jolt.

He raised his legs and got on the bed and rushed over. Mo Beiyan took off her clothes completely, leaving only a pair of suit pants. He knelt down and reached out to hug her, "You want to die, you want to go crazy!"

Su Qingtian grabbed the legs of the dressing table with both hands. She raised her head, and blood slipped from the corners of her eyes, a coquettish red, "I... even if I die... I will not let you touch me..."

Mo Beiyan frowned, and he stretched out his hand to pinch her chin, "You really would rather die, right?"

"I am the second young master's wife..." Su Qing nodded, her pale face in stark contrast to the blood, "I will stay with him... for the rest of my life..."

"you--"

Mo Beiyan was almost angry to death. He stretched out his arms to hug her, "Women are just stupid and can't do things without thinking!"

At this time, Su Qingtian still had the strength to push him, "Don't touch me..."

"Come on, you're like this, how can I still get hard enough to fuck you?"

Mo Beiyan looked at her hair that was stained red by blood, turned around and pulled the sheets off the bed, wrapped her up, stood up and walked outside.

Su Qingtian was so painful that she almost fainted, "Don't go out..."

She thought that the second young master had just asked her to pretend to be sick to attract the doctor. It must be a very important matter, otherwise he would not speak to her.

Since she can't pretend to be sick, she might as well be really sick.

If she was seriously injured, could she speed up and get him out of danger as soon as possible?

She couldn't bear to see him get hurt even a little bit, Su Qingtian thought, no matter how much Mo Nanjue treated her, he would still be the second young master, and she would be the second young mistress. This was what she had believed in since she was a child, and it would never change.

How nice to kill two birds with one stone...

"shut your mouth!"

Mo Beiyan didn't bother to put on his clothes, kicked open the door and rushed out with Su Qingtian in his arms.

boom!

The door bounced back with force, causing gusts of cold wind.

Nan Nan howled twice.

Mo Nanjue raised his head, his eyes flashed with pain. There was no movement outside. He knew that Su Qingtian's last words, don't go out, were meant for him.

Nan Nan jumped out of his arms in a smart way, ran to the door with her little paws and clawed hard at it.

Mo Nanjue's throat rolled slightly, and he walked over and opened the door.

The door of the room was wide open, and the wind blew in. The big bed was messy, and Mo Beiyan and Su Qingtian's clothes were scattered on the floor. Mo Nanjue glanced over and looked away.

His eyes swept up the blood-stained dressing table and settled on the thing pressed by the comb on the table.

There are white stripes on the back, it's not big, it should be a photo.

Mo Nanjue narrowed his eyes and was about to walk over when the maid's voice came from downstairs, "Something has happened to the second young lady, please get up! Go to the medical pavilion to find a doctor!"

The sound of footsteps sounded, and Mo Nanjue bent down to pick up Nan Nan, and ducked into the washroom next to her.

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Inside the Mo family dungeon.

Chen An was tied to the torture frame with his limbs spread out. His clothes were not changed, but they were already soaked.

Xie Yanghua stood in front of him holding a gold-encrusted leather whip, "Master An, as long as you develop the antidote formula for DevilsKiss, I can let you leave safely."

Chen An sneered. What a joke. If he could develop it, would Luo Xiao still be alive today?
Chapter completed!