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Chapter 326 Chu Sangyu has a high fever

"I'm sorry?" Chu Sangyu seemed to hear the most terrifying thing in the world, and looked at Wang Donglai with incredulous expression.

What happened to this man? I took away my Zhen C, but I just wanted to say sorry and it was over?

"Haha, hahaha..." After being shocked, Chu Sangyu couldn't help laughing, thinking: I'm a saint of the Duanmu clan, but in the end I ended up being taken away by Zhen C. Is God going to do it?

Is it a waste of my Duanmu clan?

Wang Dong looked at Chu Sangyu who was still laughing on the bed, and said nothing.

Losing Zhen C by chance is definitely a painful lesson for her. Wang Donglai did not sympathize with her. Poor people must have something hateful. If she doesn't hire a killer to assassinate Shen Jiaxue, she will be with her.

There will be no intersection, and if she didn't go against herself and didn't kidnap Ruohan, she wouldn't have fallen into such a field now.

If you want to blame, you can only blame her for taking it upon herself.

Pulling out a napkin from the table in the cabin, Wang Donglai threw the tissue to the edge of the bed and said, "Wipe it clean."

Chu Sangyu glanced at Wang Donglai indifferently, and her laughter suddenly stopped. Then she looked at Wang Donglai expressionlessly, with an indescribable aggrievance on her face.

Seeing her appearance and her dying look, Wang Donglai sighed. Can't she let her continue like this, right?

Later, Wang Donglai discovered that Chu Sangyu's hands and feet were tied at this moment, so where could he wipe it?

So next, Wang Donglai picked up the tissue, wiped the blood from Chu Sangyu with helpless look on her face, and put on her pants again.

During this period, when Wang Donglai was wiping Chu Sangyu with toilet paper, this woman was surprisingly unavoidable. I am afraid that Zhen C's loss would cause great harm to her soul?

But things have happened and can no longer be brought back.

Looking at Chu Sangyu's look of sluggishness, Wang Donglai sighed: "After you rescue Ruohan, as long as you no longer have to do anything against me, don't have the idea of ​​hitting people around me again, I can let you go,

I won't kill you."

Chu Sangyu still looked at Wang Donglai with a dim look, without saying a word.

Wang Donglai shrugged and ignored him anymore.

Although Wang Donglai felt a little guilty when he accidentally took Chu Sangyu's Zhen C, he absolutely had no regrets. Instead, he thought that the lesson was caused by Chu Sangyu.

He moved a stool and sat in front of the door of the wooden house. Wang Donglai leaned against the door of the wooden house, staring at the stars in the sky without distraction.

His mood was a little heavy at this moment, and he didn't know where this heavy feeling came from.

I don’t know how long it took, but Wang Donglai hadn’t entered the house, trying to make Chu Sangyu quiet by himself.

Chu Sangyu seemed to be completely lost and completely gave up resistance, but she lay quietly on the bed in dementia without moving.

At 3 o'clock in the morning, Chu Sangyu was still open her eyes, and then looked at the man sitting by the door, but she had no feelings in her heart, no joy or sorrow, no desire or desire, only no love for this world

Only those who have this kind of detached thought will have this kind of detached thought.

She felt that she had been maintaining this position and her arms were numb, but she didn't move even a minute.

At this time, Wang Donglai stood up from the stool, returned to the cabin, closed the door, looked at Chu Sangyu, who was still in the position he had been on the bed four hours ago, and frowned.

At this moment, Chu Sangyu's hands were tied behind her back, and she was lying on the bed with her side, and she would definitely press one of the arms. She maintained this position for 4 hours. I guess her arms were already numb, right?

Through thinking from the perspective of others, Wang Donglai could probably feel Chu Sangyu's current mood. He sighed, sat on the bed, and gently flipped her delicate body to prevent her arm blood from being unfluent for a long time and causing the arm tissue.

Necrosis.

Chu Sangyu let Wang Donglai turn his body, but he had no intention of resisting.

Next, Wang Donglai took off his shoes and lay on the bed beside Chu Sangyu.

After the trouble just now, he was a little tired, so he planned to lie in bed and rest for a while. Although he can not sleep for several consecutive days, he can't just stay alright, right? When it's time to rest, he still needs a little rest.

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Looking at the man in front of him who had just taken away his body lying beside him, smelling the faint smell of woman on his body, Chu Sangyu, who had been as gray as if he had no magic on his face, finally frowned.

head.

Because the fragrance on his body was plundered from his body?

Thinking of the scene where he was pressed against the wall by this man and then hit him roughly, Chu Sangyu quietly closed her eyes, and while closing her eyes, she shed a tear.

She moved her body gently, turned her back to Wang Donglai, and Chu Sangyu curled up tightly. She felt very cold, not only her body, but also her heart.

But soon, a thick layer of life was covered with my body. I don’t have to think about it and it was done by the man behind me.

Closed his eyes and felt inexplicably sad in his heart, Chu Sangyu fell asleep unknowingly...

Her heart was cold, and even though she was covered with thick life, it still made her tremble.

In his sleep, Chu Sangyu found that it was snowing everywhere wherever he saw. The snow fell on his body, with a hint of coolness, and he couldn't help but tremble with coldness.

Then, a man hugged himself from behind. Although it was just a dream, it was so real, as if he was being embraced by a warm embrace at this moment.

Gradually, she finally felt that it was no longer so cold.

"Moeh."

When it was noon, Chu Sangyu finally woke up and opened her eyes under the temptation of a pleasant and pleasant food.

I felt a thick quilt covered with my body, my hands and feet were still in a state of being bound. In front of me, a man was sitting on a stool, looking at him calmly.

Seeing this man and that hateful face, Chu Sangyu closed her eyes again.

She didn't want to see this man's face.

"Since you wake up, get up and have dinner." Wang Donglai's voice sounded.

Chu Sangyu was indifferent. She no longer wanted to live in this world anymore, so she naturally didn't want to eat. If she starved to death, it would be better.

But Wang Donglai refused to do it. The transaction time was half a month. If Chu Sangyu starved to death during this period, then what else could he exchange for Ruohan?

"Eat some?" Wang Donglai tried his best to keep his tone soft.

Yesterday, because Ruohan was hurt, Wang Donglai was impulsive and did something irreversible. One night later, Wang Donglai also felt that he might have done a little too much.

Chu Sangyu still had no movement.

Wang Donglai had no choice but to lift the quilt, hold her boneless body, make her sit up, and then untie the rope on her hand and hand the chopsticks into her hand.

"Eat it yourself?" Wang Dong said.

There was a sumptuous lunch on the table, which was bought by Wang Donglai from a fast food restaurant not far away, so he wanted to make up for his mistakes a little.

But Chu Sangyu looked at the food on the table, but it was boring and gently put down the chopsticks.

"Do you still want me to feed you?" Wang Donglai said excitedly.

Chu Sangyu just glanced at Wang Donglai quietly, then tilted his body and fell on the bed.

Wang Donglai frowned and thought: If she was allowed to eat or drink, she would starve to death sooner or later.

When he arrived here first, Wang Donglai helped Chu Sangyu up from the bed again. This time, Wang Donglai simply hung one of Chu Sangyu's hand around his neck to prevent her from falling down.

But this help doesn't matter, but I feel Chu Sangyu's body burning hot.

"Huh? Did you have a fever?" Wang Donglai thought to himself. He touched Chu Sangyu's forehead with his hand and found that it was indeed hot. After estimating it for a moment, Wang Donglai was shocked. The temperature was about 40 degrees, right?

Thinking of this, Wang Donglai quickly picked Chu Sangyu up and ran to the villa. (To be continued. Please search for Astronomy, novels are better, updated and faster!)


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