He has always been treacherous, she sometimes can't tell which of his words is true and which is false, remembering that he is desperate for that poor woman, she suddenly thinks of a possibility that makes her heart tremble, that woman, could it be the Baiyi girl he told her, in fact, she is not dead, but was caught here by the Turks, he has been talking sweetly to her these days, and he is bad, just to trick her into coming to the Turks, the purpose is to find this girl.

He sold her, but she was still counting the money for him.

Her body shuddered involuntarily at the thought of this possibility, and tears fell on the tungsten dagger she was clenching.

Everything he did became insidious and ruthless in her imagination, he only knew that the woman was pitiful, why didn't he pity her?

Since he didn't cherish her, what reason did she have to live for him? She had already been divorced twice and didn't want to be alone anymore.

Time passed little by little, but it seemed to her that it was so long, she couldn't help but look up and look around, fantasizing that he would suddenly appear in front of her, like when she needed him before, with a wicked smile on his face, and then coax her to be happy and take her away.

There was silence and despair, and Zhen Mingkuang did not appear.

Soon, Shibi will return to the dormitory, and when the time comes, she will not have any more chance......

She raised the dagger and aimed the tip of the knife at her plump breasts, the feeling of the tip of the knife piercing into her body, she still remembered vividly, she didn't expect to have to go through it again today.

She closed her eyes and stabbed her heart violently......

……

The tip of the dagger stopped less than half an inch from her chest, and a little further down the knife was about to plunge into her plump breast.

One hand grasped the blade of the knife in time.

With a sharp force, he snatched the knife from her hand, and with a thud, it was thrown to the ground and plunged deep into the ground.

With a single flick, he could plunge a dagger into the masonry floor, which was fierce and domineering.

Zhang opened her eyes, and a frightened face appeared in front of her, a face that looked a little distorted and hideous because of anger.

It was a man she didn't know.

He raised his slap and tried to slap her in the face, but he never wanted to.

His voice was filled with fear and anger: "What's the matter with you woman! Did you give you a dagger for suicide! Let you listen to my explanation and you refuse to see me, everything is your own cranky, is this how you trust your husband! If you die, what have I worked so hard for all these years! You fiery stupid woman! ”

He roared hysterically at her, but she didn't feel terrible at all, but smiled happily with tears in her eyes.

"Still laughing! What if I'm too late! ”

She was silent, gently grabbed his injured and bleeding hand, and a distressed look flashed in her eyes: "Xianggong, your hand is bleeding, I'll go find something to bandage you." ”

As he spoke, he was about to stand up and look for something that could be bandaged, but he held her in his arms, hugged her little waist, hugged her tightly, and trembled all over, even when he killed someone for the first time, he had never been so afraid.

If he was too late, what awaited him would be her cold body.

"Goose goose, promise me, even if I really do something wrong, never do such a stupid thing again, otherwise I won't even have a chance to make up for my mistakes."

She felt the fear in his heart and said softly, "I'm sorry, I was too careful." ”

"Things are not what you think, she is Ah Dong's sister, Princess Fulin, I also found out about this yesterday, when I saw her a few days ago, she was stealing food in the kitchen, the first time I saw her, I felt that she was very similar to the dead Antti, so I didn't hesitate to take her back to Luoyang, at that time I didn't know that she was Ah Dong's sister."

Zhen Mingku, as if he was afraid of losing her, hugged her tightly, and told her about being with Ma Niu'er in the past few days, and talked about why he took Ma Niu'er with him, without missing a bit.

Zhang was silent.

"I've told you all about her and me, and if you still don't believe me, I'll cut out my heart right now and show you whether it's red or black."

Zhang finally whispered: "You hurt me." ”

Only then did Zhen Mingku realize that the hand holding her small waist was unconsciously too hard, so he hurriedly let go of her and apologized again and again.

Seeing that an extremely nervous look appeared on his stranger's face, although his voice was Zhen Ming's bitterness, his appearance was completely different, and he couldn't help but laugh out loud, and said angrily: "Villain, what's the matter with your face?" Don't move, I'll go find something for you and bandage it. ”

She turned and walked to the cabinet in the corner of the room and rummaged through it.

Seeing that she was not angry about Ma Niu'er, Zhen couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, looked at her graceful figure, gradually calmed down, sat on the edge of the bed, looked down at her palm, and found that because of the hasty action just now, coupled with the great strength, a deep cut was drawn in the palm, and the blood couldn't stop flowing out.

Training injuries have been common over the years, and he didn't care much about it, Zhang came over with a ball of gauze, squatted beside him, and helped him bandage it with a nervous face.

She bandaged it very carefully, as if she were afraid of hurting him, and her movements were so gentle that it seemed like she was bandaging a fragile object.

Zhen Ming looked condescendingly at the snow-white plump breasts squeezed out of her chest, and the fear in her heart from her stupid behavior just now gradually dissipated, replaced by a trace of heat: "Goose Goose, I came today in addition to taking you away, there is a very important thing to do." ”

……

Zhang was bandaging him so carefully that he didn't notice that he was going to eat her general eyes, and when he heard him say that there was something important, he casually responded: "What's the matter?" ”

Zhen Ming didn't answer, leaned over and kissed her earlobe, and asked softly in her ear: "What if there is a person who stares at a piece of food in your hand all day long and wants to snatch it from your hand and enjoy it?" ”

Zhang was first made to shrink his neck by his intimate movements, and after listening to his question, chewed out the metaphor in it, his face gradually turned red, he thought about it, and asked a little shyly: "Hide it?" ”

Zhen Ming loved her shyness very much, and smiled: "What's the use of hiding, the other party will definitely not give up easily, if it is found, it is not the same as being enjoyed by him." ”

Zhang couldn't care about his words about objectifying her, and asked softly, "Then what should I do?" ”

"Of course, the best way is to let others know that this food has been eaten and spit in it, so that even if this food is delicious, the other party will not have any appetite to eat it again."

Hearing this, Zhang Shi was stunned for a moment, his face turned red, and he rained down on Zhen Ming, "Damn toad, what do you think of others!" ”