Even if he was injured and lost too much blood, He Tingyu's strength was still so strong that Mu Siyin couldn't shake it.

He dragged him upstairs, and his legs couldn't keep up with his strength......

When dragging all the way down the stairs, you will accidentally hit the steps of the stairs.

Every time, my newly injured leg began to hurt again.

His pride was trampled on once!

……

Mu Siyin was in pain, but he was stubborn and didn't beg for mercy.

She had thought of the worst that could be the worst, and now that it had come to this, her struggles and begging for mercy were of no avail.

Mu Siyin pursed her lips and bit hard.

The lip flap was bitten out of blood by himself, but he didn't care about it, until he was dragged upstairs, and his legs had been bruised and purple.

The wrist was even more deeply bruised because of He Tingyu's strength......

Bang......

Shook the door and locked it.

At the same time, the hand was thrown out.

Mu Siyin detached from his hand and fell to the ground.

……

It hurts, even with carpet.

Bouts of dizziness hit the brain......

It hurts all over my body.

The bones all had a feeling of being broken, Mu Siyin's face was pale, and he couldn't get up when he fell to the ground.

……

Blood, snapped......

Drop by drop, dripping from He Tingyu's clothes without rhythm.

In the air, the suffocating coldness and the bloody sweetness of blood make it difficult to breathe.

……

He stood there, a few steps away from her, looking at Mu Siyin with a fierce look in his eyes.

At this time, he was like a beast that had lost his mind, and in a few seconds, He Tingyu moved.

The movement of the feet, the distance of a few steps, has been closed in the blink of an eye.

Bend your knees and squat half-way.

The big hand, neatly stretched out, clasped Mu Siyin's collar, and the slender body was immediately pulled up.

Only a finger away, his gaze was sharp and cold mixed with anger and forced Mu Siyin......

He was, completely......

This humiliation was something he had never felt......

His life path has never been so completely humiliated......

This sense of shame made He Tingyu a little irrational, and he wanted to tear Mu Siyin apart......

"You don't have amnesia at all."

Word by word, the thin lips were cruelly hooked, and the hand slowly went down, clasping it around her neck.

……

She didn't have amnesia at all, from her appearance, to being met by him, to taking her to the cemetery, to her deliberately using Lele to test him.

Step after step, it's all her moves.

Even falling down the stairs could be her cloth innings.

Just to convince him that she was really amnesiac and reasonably left without suspicion.

Her resistance then to her slow relaxation, her willingness to get closer to him, to get closer to him.

Everything is in his hands, including her every reaction, which is reasonable to be controlled by him.

……

Finally after determining her amnesia, he received.

Her little surrender was what he expected.

He watched Mu Siyin re-enter his world like a master, and in the trap he laid, he walked step by step towards his expectations.

He is destined to be a successful one, and he will regain control of Mu Siyin in the palm of his hand.

He'll also have a Lele to give him a chance again, to be able to do it all over again......

It's just that......

……

Mu Siyin's neck was pinched, and his hands were slowly tightening......

The air began to thin out, Mu Siyin's pupils began to tighten, and his face slowly changed.

When he was close to death, Nicholas He's hand suddenly let go......

"Mu Siyin, I really underestimated you!"