Before she finished speaking, she felt dizzy and weak, so she fell on the bed.

Helian Chen Xiao coldly ordered the maid Xiaoran beside him: "Do as I told you just now."

"Yes, young master."

The man walked into the bathroom with a stern eyes.

He stood in front of the glass platform, staring at himself in the mirror, feeling very strange.

After this time, he believed that she would give up on him.

From then on, she lived her own stable life without any wind, snow and hardships.

Helian Chen Xiao picked up the makeup utensils prepared by Xiaohuang with expressionless face, and applied kiss marks and bite marks on his neck and face.

When Rong Yi stood at the door of the living room, she heard the roar of a low and silence inside.

"Get out! If she doesn't come, I won't deal with the wound!"

The maid was almost crying: "Master Jue, I really beg for Miss Rong, but she was too cold and ruthless, too annoying, and she wouldn't come to you. So, she is not worthy of your favorites at all."

"You say it again?" The man's voice was so cold that he was horrifying.

"I"

"In the future, let me hear you say something bad about her, and I will block your mouth."

"Yes, yes, I will never dare to do it again."

Rong Yi could no longer listen, and knocked on the open door, and without waiting for the person inside to agree, she walked in.

Nangong Jue sat on the bed, with his upper body naked and his face withered. The medicine on his chest was also messy. A blood hole was flowing out of blood.

The gloomy and haze in his eyes disappeared immediately the moment he saw the woman.

The dark red lips shook slightly: "Rong Yi."

Rong Yi's heart trembled, and when she saw his flashing eyes, she remembered that when she first saw Helian Chen Xiao with true appearance two years later, she had this kind of similar look.

Helian Chen Xiao

What should she do with him?

Perhaps when he saw something similar to Helian Chen Xiao in Nangong Jue, Rong Yi was so cold-hearted to him, but it had nothing to do with any ambiguity between men and women. "Are you punishing others for torture yourself like this?"

"I punish myself." Nangong Jue stared at her deeply.

“There’s a problem.”

"If I don't punish myself, you won't be soft-hearted, come and take a look at me more." Nangong Jue stretched out his big palm, trying to hold the woman's hand.

Rong Yi said seriously: "I don't like you."

"I know."

"I won't like you, either."

"I know."

"It's impossible for you to like you in the future."

"I know everything."

Nangong Jue's eyes were dim and dim, but he said it was calm and light.

"Lying down and let Dr. Zhang bandage you." Rong Yi glanced at the bloody hole in his chest.

"Then I lie down, will you leave?"

"" Her voice hoarsely: "I won't leave for the time being."

Nangong Jue's mouth curled up with a soft touch and he lay down.

Dr. Zhang was treating his wound, "Miss Rong, you really work. Young Master Jue refused to let me touch him just now."

Rong Yi:"

She raised her eyebrows and looked at Nangong Jue lightly: "Do you know there is a saying that you can't get it forever?"

Nangong Jue's eyes never left her: "I know."

"You are the typical example of this sentence now. You just haven't suffered setbacks in front of women. You have the self-esteem and possessiveness of a big man. You think I am not under your control. I disdain your liking, so it creates the illusion that you like me. But in fact, you just don't get it, so it's just because you can't get it."

"What I like is not the feeling that I can't get." Nangong Jue interrupted her.
Chapter completed!