Bo Siyan knew that Qin Songyao was pretending, but when he saw her face was bloodless, holding his hand with tears in his eyes and asking him for help, his heart still trembled uncontrollably.
Before reason could occupy his brain, he ignored all the sounds around him and carried the person from the ground.
"Get out of here!"
He roared angrily, and the circle of people was so scared that they quickly dispersed.
The crowd moved away, and he hugged Qin Songyao out of the flower room.
From the flower room to the front house, the path was long and Qin Songyao surrounded his neck and leaned against his shoulder to breathe, as if he was about to die in the next second.
Why.
Death.
Why are you walking so fast?
There are so many extras behind, and they can't keep up.
She sighed.
Bo Siyan's sense of smell is very sharp. Even if he doesn't flow much, he can clearly recognize that it is real blood.
He turned his face sideways, glanced at the person in his arms, and the scene of her slumping to the ground in his mind was associated with the person who fell in the pool of blood in his memory.
For a moment, my scalp became numb.
"Hear the banquet!"
He shouted, Wen Yan quickly stepped forward and drove the car to the front of the main house.
The car door was pulled open and he carried the person into the back seat.
Outside the car door, the old lady led a group of people to approach. Qin Songyao saw that her biological grandfather was also among them.
There are so many actors in this drama today.
She was a little excited.
thumping!
The car door was closed, and Wen Yan went to drive in front.
Bo Siyan lowered his head and met the eyes of the man in his arms.
In the spirit of being a play every second before stepping down, Qin Songyao pulled the corner of his mouth and gave him a sad and beautiful smile, accompanied by two crystal tears.
Tears slid down, and she turned her face to ensure that tears fell on the back of his hand.
Awesome.
This shot is amazing.
Bo Siyan felt a chill on his back, and the trajectory of the liquid rolling down and disappearing was very clear, and everywhere he went, it brought a strange hot feeling.
He frowned and opened his mouth: "...Where does it hurt?"
Qin Songyao was stunned for a moment, blinked, walked out of the play, and glanced at the look of his partner.
Only then did he realize that his forehead was covered with sweat, and his eyes were filled with a physiological blood redness that emerged from anger and nervousness.
Tsk.
What's going on with him?
It's stealing the show.
Qin Songyao was unhappy, and she "struggled" and raised her hand to try to wipe the tears that did not exist in the corner of his eyes. She looked painful but said with a silence: "It doesn't hurt..."
Bo Siyan frowned.
Qin Songyao was satisfied.
Can't handle it anymore.
Humph, can you still make an amateur show that you can suppress me?
"Young master, there are two cars behind us. We are now going to the hospital of Lu's family in the south of the city." Wen Yan said.
Bo Siyan responded, lowered his head, and saw Qin Songyao's eyes shining.
He thought she was feeling uncomfortable and couldn't help but urge Wen Yan.
"Drive faster."
"good."
It was obvious that the car speeded up, and Qin Songyao grabbed Bo Siyan's shirt collar.
"It'll be here soon, bear it." Bo Siyan said.
Qin Songyao shook his head.
Bo Siyan: "What do you want to do?"
"Drive slowly."
"What?"
"I'm hungry."
...
The car was quiet for a moment.
Bo Siyan widened his eyes, and Qin Songyao calmly sat up in his arms, reached out and got the snacks he had watched for a long time.
She bit into her mouth and lay in his arms again.
Tear the packaging, pour it into your mouth, and complete the action in one go.
There was even blood on her hands.
Bo Siyan took a deep breath.
Qin Songyao glanced at him and said, "You have a good look, keep it there. There is a highlight when you go to the hospital later."