Qi Ye can be forced, and she has a way to resist.

Never underestimate this woman with an outstanding IQ.

"If I kill Huo Sen," Ye Weilan looked at him, "Will you hate me?" ”

Qi Ye's dark eyes stared fixedly, and a few strands of slightly long black hair were scattered in front of her forehead, as if judging the truth of her words.

"I am a psychic power, if I insist, the anesthetic may not work for me, the probability of killing the doctor on the operating table is fifty percent, Bai Yi is not my opponent now, Qi Ye, if I say so, do you still have to insist?" There was a faint sadness in her big pure eyes.

Saying such things is a disservice in itself for the two of them.

Qi Ye looked at it for a while, and suddenly let out a sneer: "Aren't you afraid that I will hate you?" ”

Ye Weilan avoided his gaze, looked at the verdant and rich forest on the other side of the river, mixed with a few bits of snow, and said softly: "You won't." ”

It's unbearable, and it's reluctant.

She was threatening him with his love.

This is her biggest and only chip.

In the world of feelings, whoever loves loses first.

Qi Ye was laughed at by her, he looked at her side face coldly, and a layer of ice mist shrouded in his starry eyes: "Ye Weilan, have you forgotten that you still have a bigger weakness in my hands!" ”

Except for the first time, he never called her by name and surname, which shows that he was really angry.

Ye Weilan's heart throbbed, but he suddenly turned his head at the next moment: "You ......"

"Xiao Jiu is still a child," different from the cold tone, it was his gentle and slow stroking of her hair: "A few months old baby can't do without his mother, he is my son, I may not be able to do anything to him, but-" He slowly leaned down, his starry eyes were as black as night: "I can make you never see him again in a short time!" ”

"No, you can't!" She held his face and pleaded in a pleading tone: "Qi Ye, are we okay like this?" I don't care if I can stand up, even if I sit in a wheelchair for the rest of my life, I admit it, don't have surgery, okay? ”

Qi Ye pulled her hand down: "Not good! ”

She grabbed his wrist, her face pale: "Qi Ye, you forgot, but I haven't forgotten, that person has no heart, he does everything, you ...... back then"

Although she hadn't seen what he had experienced on the Devil Island, the child's pale and gray eyes and the piles that had been poured into the sea

's corpse is still fresh in my memory when I think about it now.

Death never reciprocates kindness from people for no reason, especially since he hates her to the bone.

She was immersed in the memories, and the force with which she grabbed his wrist was amazing.

Qi Ye looked at her pale and frightened face, and finally relented: "What are you afraid of?" ”

Her reaction was too strange.

If it's just a guess in my heart, it definitely won't reach this level.

How many people in this world can relaunch the hope that is close to the present?

When she first learned that she couldn't stand up, she dreamed of miracles in this world.

And when the miracle really came, she resisted more than anyone else.

Ye Weilan quietly raised her eyes to look at him, and in the shadow of the tree, her pale lips opened and closed: "Qi Ye, I had a dream that I was standing in the rose bush, stepping on a pair of red and weird high heels, and you were opposite, with a lonely back, gradually moving away. ”

The environment in the dream is much more than that, and there is also the night city that is caught in a sea of fire.