"Mommy!"

"Xia Wanxing!"

"Miss Xia..."

There were messy shouts in my ears, wrapped in the bleak sea breeze, and the fire in the sky was like a dense net, completely swallowing Xia Wanxin...

......

"Uncle Zhang!"

She shouted in shock in her sleep, opened her eyes suddenly, and gasped in big mouthfuls.

When I woke up, all my will was not recovered. What was left in my body was the remaining fear in my dream.

But soon Xia Wanxin realized that this was not a dream, it was something that had actually happened before she fell asleep.

She suddenly lifted the quilt and was about to get out of bed. Before her feet touched the ground, the ward door was pushed open with a slam.

A tall figure wrapped in the cold wind, his face cold and gloomy, as if it could drip out of water.

He pressed her on the bed, pinching her throat with his hands, and then his voice gritting his teeth: "Xia Wanxing!!"

His face was so gloomy that it could drip out of water, and the force on his hands was getting heavier, as if he could hear the sound of bones breaking.

Xia Wanxin did not doubt Bo Qingyun's hatred for Xia Wanxing at all. He could really kill her!

After struggling a little, the force will be pressed even harder.

Xia Wanxin's face became redder and redder. Because of the lack of air on her chest, she suddenly removed all her strength and stopped struggling. She only stared at him like water for a moment, as if there were thousands of words to say

explain.

Bo Qingyun was gasping for breath, and there was really murderous intention in her eyes.

Until I met those eyes, I saw the tears mole on the corners of her eyes.

He was inexplicably stuffy in his chest, so stuffy that he became more and more irritable. However, his hand shook before the woman was completely suffocated—

"Cough cough! Cough cough!" Xia Wanxin suddenly squeezed his throat and started coughing, like a dehydrated fish entering the river source again, breathing in fresh air.

Beside her, Bo Qingyun stood by the bed like the god of death, and her eyes could nail her to the spot.

Just now, she was a little bit away, and she was really dead.

Xia Wanxin relaxed for several minutes before she escaped from the suffocation feeling.

She gasped slightly and approached back. The face without makeup was red on her eyes, her skin was clear and clean, her lips were slightly open, and she said softly: "Mr. Bo, your hands are really strong.

”

Bo Qingyun stared at her with a knife-like look. Unexpectedly, when she heard this sentence from her mouth, her eyes were as dark as ink, extremely gloomy: "Xia Wanxing, are you actually playing tricks with me?"

He bent down, pinching her jaw with his thumb without any pity, and her chin was so painful that it made her finger diaphragm.

Xia Wanxin was forced to look up and bear his overwhelming anger.
Chapter completed!