Chapter 231: No matter what you say, you won't break up
As soon as Xia Mengying finished speaking, she happened to meet Yan Siming's dissatisfied and stern eyes, those cold and deep eyes, as if a ferocious and bloodthirsty beast had run out. Xia Mengying was stunned, and her throat was suddenly pinched hard.
He held his head against the car window and couldn't move.
Yan Siming sat up from his seat, and his tall body pressed over him. His head rested on Xia Mengying's chest, and the hand on her neck became harder and harder. Xia Mengying vaguely smelled a faint smell of blood.
taste.
Xia Mengying didn't expect that Yan Siming would suddenly attack her. She looked into his cold eyes, so vicious, as if he wanted to strangle her to death. Before she had time to think about it, Xia Mengying stretched out her hands.
She wanted to break away Yan Siming's hand that was clasping her neck, but his hand seemed to be growing on her neck. No matter how hard she tried, it was useless.
The feeling of suffocation, coupled with the pain in her head, made Xia Mengying feel uncomfortable, but she was unwilling to die like this. She didn't want to die, and she couldn't die.
She kept kicking her legs, and suddenly thought of something, and kicked Yan Siming's right waist.
Yan Siming snorted, and the hand holding Xia Mengying's neck loosened a lot. Xia Mengying took this opportunity to forcefully shake off Yan Siming's restraints, and pressed down on the painful Yan Siming.
On Xia Mengying's lap.
Xia Mengying leaned against the car door, her whole body was limp, and wanted to push Yan Siming away and escape, but he was too heavy and she couldn't push him away at all. Xia Mengying rubbed her neck and coughed violently.
Several times, he gasped for air, and his face turned an extremely bright blood red.
"Ning Ziqian is not suitable for you!"
Yan Siming frowned, his eyes were cold and biting. His wound was already open, but now he felt like his wound was bleeding due to Xia Mengying's kick.
He didn't want to strangle her to death, he just wanted to scare her. He couldn't let her be with Ning Ziqian. The long-term pain would be worse than the short-term pain.
Xia Mengying touched her neck and patted her chest, "I want you to control me, I will become a tai, a lunatic, a lunatic!"
Xia Mengying gritted her teeth and was out of breath.
To her now, Ning Ziqian means happiness. Now, Yan Siming is forcing her to break up with Ning Ziqian in this way, which is depriving her of happiness. No one will like such a person.
"Aren't you afraid of death?"
Yan Siming didn't seem to hear her curse. Apart from his uglier face and colder eyes, he could hardly tell anything else. It was as if Xia Mengying's kick was someone else. This man's
Xia Mengying has seen the level of strength before, so she is not surprised.
"Afraid!"
If she wasn't afraid, why was she struggling so hard just now?
"Then break up with him."
Yan Siming threatened coldly.
"No distinction!"
Still without much consideration, Xia Mengying rejected it directly.
"Can't you live without him?"
"I can live on, but I still don't want to divide it."
Xia Mengying was choked to the point of lack of oxygen, and now her head was dizzy, no matter what kind of evil god was sitting next to her.
In this world, there are only a few people who can't survive without anyone, and of course she is such a person.
Without Ning Ziqian, she still has her mother to take care of her. She can't let her mother worry about her all day just because she is dying without Ning Ziqian. She will still be strong and unable to survive, but she will definitely live a very bad life.
, just like last time, it was Ling Zeyu who asked her to keep distance from Ning Ziqian, so she felt uncomfortable all over, her heart was empty, and everything she did felt boring.
She promised Ling Zeyu that she would not hurt Ning Ziqian. She also promised Ning Ziqian that she would love him and take care of him with all her heart. If she breaks up with him at this time, she will really not be able to be friends in the future. She only thinks about what will happen in the future.
Xia Mengying couldn't stand the fact that he would marry another woman and have children, and it was her who pushed him to another woman.
She could obviously live very well with Ning Ziqian, so why should she separate from him and make both of them feel so uncomfortable? She didn't want it. She didn't believe that Yan Siming could really kill herself because of such a thing.
"You'll regret it."
Yan Siming sat up and stared at Xia Mengying with a very determined tone.
"I won't regret it!"
Xia Mengying settled down and continued, "Even if one day Ning Ziqian doesn't want me anymore and I fail to get together with him, I still won't regret it."
Xia Mengying's gaze was firm. She had just been pinched painfully by Yan Siming, and her red eyes were filled with mist. When she stared at Yan Siming so firmly, she was clear and resolute, and she could see her heart at a glance.
Yan Siming was annoyed, but he also felt jealous of Ning Ziqian.
He stole his childhood sweetheart, but allowed him to meet a woman who truly loved him wholeheartedly.
"Xia Mengying, will you be my girlfriend?"
Yan Siming stared at Xia Mengying, his eyebrows that had been frowning for a long time slowly opened up, and even the eyes of the vulture were shining, as if he had discovered a magical treasure.
The thought came out as soon as it came out. Now, in Xia Mengying's eyes, Yan Siming was a lunatic. She didn't want to be with a man who would always hold a gun against her and want to strangle her to death.
Xia Mengying's legs were sore and numb after being pressed by Yan Siming for so long. Xia Mengying glanced at the wound on Yan Siming's right waist. He was wearing black pants underneath, so even if there was blood,
It wasn't very obvious when he came out, but now, he probably had too much blood, and the light blue striped shirt on his upper body was also gone.
The blood stain was very large. Xia Mengying couldn't help but think of the scene when he took the bullet out of him that night. His injury was really serious. It had only been more than a week and it must not have healed yet. He was hanging like that just now.
Being in the car would definitely have an impact on the wound. She knew the strength of her kick and it was a strong one.
Yan Siming leaned on the car seat, his face pale and his eyes looking weak. Xia Mengying sniffed, and the smell of blood became stronger and stronger.
Xia Mengying couldn't bear it, but when she thought of his overwhelming hostility towards Ning Ziqian and the fact that he almost strangled herself to death just now, her heart suddenly became wet. If something happened to him, he would not be able to treat Ning Ziqian in the future.
It's no use being modest.
Xia Mengying looked at Yan Siming warily, then she opened the door and dragged her heavy legs out of the car. She thought Yan Siming would stop her, but to her surprise, she got out of the car smoothly.
Xia Mengying’s door is not even closed.
She ran away, fearing that Yan Siming would catch up. She looked back as she ran, but she didn't see Yan Siming, but the crack on the passenger seat caught her eye in the sunlight, making Xia Mengying's eyes sore.
, and suddenly stopped.
Yan Siming was hateful and unreasonable, but he was also quite pitiful. He tried to break the car window with something, because he must be worried that something would happen to her.
His heart is not very bad. There must be some misunderstanding between him and Ning Ziqian.
His death last time had nothing to do with her. If something happened this time, it would definitely be because of her kick.
Xia Mengying's hesitation made her unable to take another step. When she took another step, she didn't run away, but ran back. Xia Mengying was a little annoyed while running.
gave myself two slaps,
She admitted that she was such a worthless person, even if she was facing such a "heinous sinner", she could not do anything to save him.