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Chapter 16 His doll cannot be hurt

The blood flowing out of her body was like gorgeous Mandala flowers, as if it was going to burn out her last youth, as if her closed eyes would never open again...

The next second, with panic and anger, he made a gesture, and countless police officers and people from the Dark Night Organization rushed in at the same time. In an instant, the chaos was over.

He didn't need anyone to save him at all. He was wearing a bulletproof vest, and his pistol was dozens of times more powerful than the other guy. If he had wanted to, Zhang Qianguo would have laid down opposite him!

So, what kind of stupid thing did this stupid woman who was desperate for her life do?

Bingbing Che lowered his head and looked at the unconscious woman in his arms. For a long time, for a long time... he could no longer take his eyes away. He murmured hoarsely, as if there were some deep and rich emotions suppressed in his chest: "Idiot, you don't even have the ability to protect yourself.

No, why do you save me?"

That day, there was a rare smile on his lips. It was not cold, but rather warm.

The warmth spread from the corner of his mouth to his heart, melting the gap in his hard and cold heart...

So, he drove back as fast as he could in his life, took her into his private castle, placed her in a pure white room, and hired the best doctor for her.

At that time, he only had one thought, she... must not die.

Later, when she was out of danger and about to recover, he tried to find reasons to convince himself to take her back and keep her here.

Well, her expressions are always very rich and interesting.

Well, her face is as delicate and beautiful as petals. I can't get tired of looking at it for a long time, but it is a visual enjoyment.

Well, maybe... it would be a good idea to keep her as a spice in life, as a beautiful doll, or as a bed-warming pet.

When he gets really tired of it one day, he will let her go without hesitation.

He thought so, and whether she wanted to or not, he did it.

Just last night, he... took her. She turned from a girl into his woman. What a wonderful thing.

However, now when he saw the wound on her forehead while she was sleeping, the little coagulated blood and swollen skin, even half of her face was slightly swollen, and five fingerprints were faintly visible, his eyes suddenly condensed again.

How could his pet, his doll, be harmed by a maid?


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