Chapter 351
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Long eyelashes like a small fan like brush in thunder owl rough palm.
Feeling Lin Hanxing's struggle, Lei Xiao simply presses her into his arms and looks at yuan Shaojing with cold eyes and thin anger.
This is the real anger!
Yuan Shaojing smiles and turns to the one-way perspective glass.
Lin Hanxing had a hunch in his heart.
"Ray owl, let me go." The voice was cold and powerful.
Finally, let go of the cold star, and let go of the cold star.
Lin Hanxing looks at yuan Shaojing.
The man was still wearing the same clothes that he had seen her in the eastern suburb cemetery this morning.
His face faded away from the elegance of his first appearance, and indifference and cruelty gradually seeped from his bones.
Over the years, the gentle man in the eyes of the world seems to be gone overnight.
The strange gasp came from the end of the one-way perspective glass.
But after a look, Lin Hanxing frowned.
"This is arranged by Mr. Yuan?"
In such a big private room, Cheng lingyunchi is lying on the ground. She seems to be drunk and drugged. She is in a state of delirium. A dozen vagrants surround her in the middle, constantly doing indescribable things, grinning and panting together.
When he said this, Lin Hanxing had no expression on his face.
Yuan Shaojing did not answer, but pointed not far away.
Along the direction of his finger, Lin Hanxing saw a red dot, it seems that someone is shooting.
"Tell me, she's still alive."
Yuan Shaojing finally spoke, his voice was dull and hoarse.
Lin Hanxing didn't speak.
"She lives well. She just hates me for being stupid and fooled by others."
Yuan Shaojing turned his head and looked at Lin Hanxing with strong hope in his eyes.
Uncle, why do you hate me? If the feelings can be decided by me, I also hope I never fell in love with you.
I will hurt, I will be sad, how can you do this to me!
The fingers trembled slightly, as if they were going to be lifted up, and finally fell down.
"When she died, the oil ran out and the light ran out."
Lisnian's death is a fatal blow to Aunt Mian, otherwise she would not be beautiful and white overnight.
Years of accumulation in the heart, has already hollowed out her body.
In the last days, aunt Mian could not even walk.
Just sitting under the longan tree, holding a picture of lisnian, gently rubbing it with your fingers over and over again.
Look regret and nostalgia.
On the last day, I stayed with my aunt Mian with my dumb uncle Jin.
She's on her last ride.
And the last word of aunt Mian is
He came to pick me up.
Until now, Lin did not understand whether he was yuan Shaojing or Li Sinian.
Yuan Shaojing suddenly clenched his fist.
"The oil is exhausted, the lamp is dry..." Murmur to oneself, unconsciously tearful.
He hated himself.
Why should we care what others say at the beginning.
Like is like, love is love, other people's eyes and words, is that important?
What are those people?
What is secular?
What is the world?
What's the point of all this without her?
What's the point of all this?
"Let's work together."
Yuan Shaojing's expression was wooden, and the last ray of light at the bottom of his eyes disappeared.
Lin Hanxing did not speak.
"Whatever I do, you'll do it to her, won't you?"
He just gave her a shortcut.
Yuan Shaojing's eyes turned to the one-way perspective glass again, and his pupils turned completely dark.
In this life, he owes too much.
I've already fallen into hell and can't extricate myself.
So what about doing more evil?
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Long eyelashes like a small fan like brush in thunder owl rough palm.
Feeling Lin Hanxing's struggle, Lei Xiao simply presses her into his arms and looks at yuan Shaojing with cold eyes and thin anger.
This is the real anger!
Yuan Shaojing smiles and turns to the one-way perspective glass.
Lin Hanxing had a hunch in his heart.
"Ray owl, let me go." The voice was cold and powerful.
Finally, let go of the cold star, and let go of the cold star.
Lin Hanxing looks at yuan Shaojing.
The man was still wearing the same clothes that he had seen her in the eastern suburb cemetery this morning.
His face faded away from the elegance of his first appearance, and indifference and cruelty gradually seeped from his bones.
Over the years, the gentle man in the eyes of the world seems to be gone overnight.
The strange gasp came from the end of the one-way perspective glass.
But after a look, Lin Hanxing frowned.
"This is arranged by Mr. Yuan?"
In such a big private room, Cheng lingyunchi is lying on the ground. She seems to be drunk and drugged. She is in a state of delirium. A dozen vagrants surround her in the middle, constantly doing indescribable things, grinning and panting together.
When he said this, Lin Hanxing had no expression on his face.
Yuan Shaojing did not answer, but pointed not far away.
Along the direction of his finger, Lin Hanxing saw a red dot, it seems that someone is shooting.
"Tell me, she's still alive."
Yuan Shaojing finally spoke, his voice was dull and hoarse.
Lin Hanxing didn't speak.
"She lives well. She just hates me for being stupid and fooled by others."
Yuan Shaojing turned his head and looked at Lin Hanxing with strong hope in his eyes.
Uncle, why do you hate me? If the feelings can be decided by me, I also hope I never fell in love with you.
I will hurt, I will be sad, how can you do this to me!
The fingers trembled slightly, as if they were going to be lifted up, and finally fell down.
"When she died, the oil ran out and the light ran out."
Lisnian's death is a fatal blow to Aunt Mian, otherwise she would not be beautiful and white overnight.
Years of accumulation in the heart, has already hollowed out her body.
In the last days, aunt Mian could not even walk.
Just sitting under the longan tree, holding a picture of lisnian, gently rubbing it with your fingers over and over again.
Look regret and nostalgia.
On the last day, I stayed with my aunt Mian with my dumb uncle Jin.
She's on her last ride.
And the last word of aunt Mian is
He came to pick me up.
Until now, Lin did not understand whether he was yuan Shaojing or Li Sinian.
Yuan Shaojing suddenly clenched his fist.
"The oil is exhausted, the lamp is dry..." Murmur to oneself, unconsciously tearful.
He hated himself.
Why should we care what others say at the beginning.
Like is like, love is love, other people's eyes and words, is that important?
What are those people?
What is secular?
What is the world?
What's the point of all this without her?
What's the point of all this?
"Let's work together."
Yuan Shaojing's expression was wooden, and the last ray of light at the bottom of his eyes disappeared.
Lin Hanxing did not speak.
"Whatever I do, you'll do it to her, won't you?"
He just gave her a shortcut.
Yuan Shaojing's eyes turned to the one-way perspective glass again, and his pupils turned completely dark.
In this life, he owes too much.
I've already fallen into hell and can't extricate myself.
So what about doing more evil?
Long eyelashes like a small fan like brush in thunder owl rough palm. Feeling Lin Hanxing's struggle, Lei Xiao simply presses her into his arms and looks at yuan Shaojing with cold eyes and thin anger. This is the real anger! Yuan Shaojing smiles and turns to the one-way perspective glass. Lin Hanxing had a hunch in his heart. "Ray owl, let me go." The voice was cold and powerful. Finally, let go of the cold star, and let go of the cold star. Lin Hanxing looks at yuan Shaojing. The man was still wearing the same clothes that he had seen her in the eastern suburb cemetery this morning. His face faded away from the elegance of his first appearance, and indifference and cruelty gradually seeped from his bones. Over the years, the gentle man in the eyes of the world seems to be gone overnight. The strange gasp came from the end of the one-way perspective glass. But after a look, Lin Hanxing frowned. "This is arranged by Mr. Yuan?" In such a big private room, Cheng lingyunchi is lying on the ground. She seems to be drunk and drugged. She is in a state of delirium. A dozen vagrants surround her in the middle, constantly doing indescribable things, grinning and panting together. When he said this, Lin Hanxing had no expression on his face. Yuan Shaojing did not answer, but pointed not far away. Along the direction of his finger, Lin Hanxing saw a red dot, it seems that someone is shooting. "Tell me, she's still alive." Yuan Shaojing finally spoke, his voice was dull and hoarse. Lin Hanxing didn't speak. "She lives well. She just hates me for being stupid and fooled by others." Yuan Shaojing turned his head and looked at Lin Hanxing with strong hope in his eyes. Uncle, why do you hate me? If the feelings can be decided by me, I also hope I never fell in love with you. I will hurt, I will be sad, how can you do this to me! The fingers trembled slightly, as if they were going to be lifted up, and finally fell down. "When she died, the oil ran out and the light ran out." Lisnian's death is a fatal blow to Aunt Mian, otherwise she would not be beautiful and white overnight. Years of accumulation in the heart, has already hollowed out her body. In the last days, aunt Mian could not even walk. Just sitting under the longan tree, holding a picture of lisnian, gently rubbing it with your fingers over and over again. Look regret and nostalgia. On the last day, I stayed with my aunt Mian with my dumb uncle Jin. She's on her last ride. And the last word of aunt Mian is He came to pick me up. Until now, Lin did not understand whether he was yuan Shaojing or Li Sinian. Yuan Shaojing suddenly clenched his fist. "The oil is exhausted, the lamp is dry..." Murmur to oneself, unconsciously tearful. He hated himself. Why should we care what others say at the beginning. Like is like, love is love, other people's eyes and words, is that important? What are those people? What is secular? What is the world? What's the point of all this without her? What's the point of all this? "Let's work together." Yuan Shaojing's expression was wooden, and the last ray of light at the bottom of his eyes disappeared. Lin Hanxing did not speak. "Whatever I do, you'll do it to her, won't you?" He just gave her a shortcut. Yuan Shaojing's eyes turned to the one-way perspective glass again, and his pupils turned completely dark. In this life, he owes too much. I've already fallen into hell and can't extricate myself. So what about doing more evil?
