Wang Hu did not speak, did not go in to see Nan Jingyuan's embarrassment, nor did he leave and sit down with one leg bent in front of the basement door.
"Why don't you tell her? Maybe you two can reconcile."
Wang Hu, who has never experienced these things, doesn't understand why Nan Jingyuan did this.
There was no sound or words inside the door.
After a while, Nan Jingyuan spoke softly.
"I have nothing. If I have to threaten to be with her, then I look down on myself. My Zhao Zhao, she is so good, she deserves better, she shouldn't Be with people like me who are struggling in the quagmire."
Perhaps, Nan Jingyuan's words shocked Wang Hu, and there was a look in his eyes that others could not see through.
He stood up and patted his clothes, putting one hand in his trouser pocket.
He knocked gently on the basement door, his voice still cold and gentle.
"I won't tell her, but if she comes over, I won't care. I'm leaving."
After Wang Hu left, Nan Jingyuan's strength gradually He was exhausted, suffered a mental breakdown day and night, and had no water, and he couldn't stand it any longer.
After a while, he unchained himself.
After looking at the time, I realized that it was already evening.
When he returned to the house, he opened his cell phone and there were countless calls on it, all of which were called by Song Zhaoning. When he opened the message, it showed that his Zhao Zhao had been sending messages since yesterday.
Afraid that it would be too late and affect Song Zhaoning's rest, Nan Jingyuan didn't call. Moreover, he was in such a weak state that he had a breathy voice when he spoke.
So I sent her a message to report that she was safe.
As soon as the news was sent out, Song Zhaoning called.
But Nan Jingyuan didn't dare to accept it, so he raised his hand and refused.
But the other side continued to call persistently, and Nan Jingyuan hung up again.
[I know you are here, answer the phone [○?｀Д′? ○]]
[If you don’t answer the phone, I will never talk to you again [○? ｀Д′? ○]】
Song Zhaoning’s news came one after another. She knew how to handle Nan Jingyuan, and she immediately got hold of his lifeline.
When he called again, Nan Jingyuan hesitated for a while and finally answered.
In his daze, Nan Jingyuan didn't notice that the call was a video, and the boy's pale face appeared on the screen.
"Nan Jingyuan, where are you? Why do you look so bad?"
Originally, Song Zhaoning wanted to teach Nan Jingyuan a few words, but when she saw Nan Jingyuan, For a moment, his eyes were full of distress, and he was also a little angry that he didn't take care of his delicate and soft voice, but his tone was a bit hard.
"I'm fine, Zhao Zhao, don't worry."
"I'll go find you tomorrow and give me an address."
Song Zhaoning didn't give him a chance to regret it, and went straight to the point. theme.
"There's something going on here. I'll go back in two days. I'll go find you right away, okay?"
"Brother Bai Ying can locate you, so you Tell me or should I go find you?"
Seeing that Nan Jingyuan was not in a good condition, but still wanted to fool himself, Song Zhaoning's face became serious.
Nan Jingyuan still wanted to struggle, but his whole spirit had been tense since Song Zhaoning was kidnapped, and then he became ill. He had not eaten or rested for four or five days.
My whole body was on the verge of collapse, and before I even chatted on the phone for a while, my eyes went black.
He picked up the dagger next to him and plunged it into his thigh before pulling it out. The black pants became darker.
"I promise it will only be two days, just two days."
At this time, the boy's face was pale and his lips were white. There was still some thin sweat on his forehead, but it was covered by his bangs. Can't tell.
"Okay, then I'm going to find you now. Nan Jingyuan, can you pay attention to your body? You just ruined it like this. Where are the injuries? Can you let me take a look?"
Song Zhaoning heard the voice over there, and the girl's face turned pale with fright for a moment, and she felt even more distressed.
He stood up anxiously and was about to find Nan Jingyuan, no matter what time it was.
Tears rolled down in large pieces, the eyelashes were stained with tears, and the look of love in the eyes became more obvious after being washed away by the tears.
Nan Jingyuan wanted to say something more when he saw this, but Song Zhaoning hung up the phone.
She sent a voice message with a muffled crying sound.
"Nan Jingyuan, give me your address immediately. If you don't give it to me, I will break into your killer headquarters."
He knew that his Zhao Zhao always meant what he said. Okay, in order to prevent his people from getting hurt, Song Zhaoning immediately sent the address.
She also called Zhao Yutang who was at the base to pick her up. After arranging everything, she pushed herself up, found a medical box that had not been used for ten thousand years, bandaged herself, and had something to eat. Close your eyes and rest for a while.
When Song Zhaoning arrived, he saw Nan Jingyuan leaning on the sofa. In the past, Nan Jingyuan would have noticed the moment Song Zhaoning came in, but today he was not awake.
Song Zhaoning came to Nan Jingyuan's side lightly and reached out to touch Nan Jingyuan's cheek.
She looked up and down and found no blood on Nan Jingyuan's body, but she clearly saw it...
"Zhaozhao? You are here."
The girl’s sight was too obvious, shockingDisturbing the sleeping boy.
Nan Jingyuan rubbed his eyes and scratched his hair, with the characteristic lazy voice of someone who had just woken up.
"I'm fine, you have to come again so late."
Song Zhaoning's eyes were watery, and her heart skipped a beat when she saw Nan Jingyuan pretending to be relaxed. It hurt a lot.
Without saying a word, he threw himself into Nan Jingyuan's arms, wrapped his arms around his neck, and buried his face in his neck. Because he didn't know where he was injured, he didn't dare to use force.
Nan Jingyuan's mind was still a little confused, but he was jolted by Song Zhaoning's tears and woke up.
At this time, Song Zhaoning was wearing a set of thick pink and white pajamas and a pair of rabbit ears, which made her look even more adorable.
"How about Zhao Zhao, don't cry? You can hit me or scold me, but don't cry anymore, and don't ignore me."
Now that I think back to those days, Song Zhao Ning ignored me. When I was alone, every day was like a year, and I was a little scared to think about the desire to destroy the world and myself.
"You are disobedient, I don't want you anymore, you are always like this."
A muffled sound of sobbing came from Nan Jingyuan's neck.
Song Zhaoning's words seemed to plunge Nan Jingyuan into hell all of a sudden.
The violence that had been suppressed surged up again.
Nan Jingyuan's eyes suddenly became bloodshot, red like a bloodthirsty beast.
Gently opening the distance between himself and Song Zhaoning, his eyes were full of sadness and madness. He wanted his Zhaozhao to see himself in his eyes, and he was afraid that he would be abandoned like this.
"What did you say? Zhaozhao, I can't bear it." His voice was trembling.
At this time, Song Zhaoning did not realize that Nan Jingyuan had become different. Her tearful eyes lowered her little hand and held one of his fingers.
"You are always disobedient. If you do this again, I won't want you."
"Let me see where your wounds are."
Gently pulling Nan Jingyuan's finger, he motioned for him to look at his wound.
But now Nan Jingyuan’s mind is full of the fact that his Zhaozhao no longer wants him, and his Zhaozhao no longer wants him because he is disobedient.
The whole person was stunned, his face was a bit paler than before, and his lips had no trace of blood.
This chapter is not finished yet, click on the next page to continue reading.
Seeing that he didn't move, Song Zhaoning poked his arm again.
He raised his head in confusion and fell into a deep vortex. The despair and disgust in his eyes were exactly the same as those in his dream.
"A Yuan... um..."
Just as he was about to open his mouth to comfort, Nan Jingyuan directly grabbed Song Zhaoning with his long hand. on legs, let her kneel next to his legs, sit on his legs, hug her hard, want to rub her into his own bones and blood, not wanting to hear such desperate words from her mouth, he immediately blocked her .
This time his kiss was like a storm, forcefully prying open her teeth and intertwining with her.
It didn’t take long for Song Zhaoning’s legs and feet to become weak after being kissed, and her eyes were confused.
When she could hardly breathe, Nan Jingyuan let go of her.
The trembling voice spoke in Song Zhaoning’s ear.
"Don't want me, I'm obedient, Zhao Zhao, don't want me."
After hearing this, Song Zhaoning opened her mouth and was kissed by Nan Jingyuan again before she could speak. Lived.
When Song Zhaoning really couldn't do it anymore, he started to push Nan Jingyuan. Feeling the girl's rejection, Nan Jingyuan felt even more sad and violent, but he had no way to make her disgusted anymore.
Slowly left the girl's lips, but still held her tightly.
After a while, Song Zhaoning could breathe normally.
At this time, no matter how slow she was, she noticed something was wrong with him. Yes, his emotions seemed to have no point of support and were rioting and uncontrollable.
Nan Jingyuan's body was trembling slightly, and his hands were clenched so tightly that his knuckles turned white from being too hard.
"I don't want you, I just feel sorry for you, and my heart aches when I see you hurt. I can't bear to let you get hurt, so when you don't take care of your body, I will be very angry and angry that you don't take care of me." Be good to yourself."
Song Zhaoning's voice had a soft tone, gently trying to calm down his riot.
"We, A Yuan, are the best people in the world. I won't exchange it for a thousand pieces of gold from others. You can only be mine."
Song Zhaoning gently hooked He leaned against Nan Jingyuan's neck and asked him to look at him. The stars in his eyes made his eyes clearer.
"But you broke up with me, I...you don't want me anymore."
At this time, Nan Jingyuan was like a discarded big Like dogs.
Suddenly, the violence in his eyes reappeared, and his body was full of violence.
"You can only be mine, you know? Song Zhaoning, you can only be mine. Even if you don't want me, you are still mine."
Usefully hugged Song Zhaoning and stood up. , strode towards the bedroom.
After arriving in the bedroom, Nan Jingyuan threw her on the bed with all his strength. Before she could react, he leaned over and pressed her body down. He fixed her hands with both hands to prevent her from messing up. He moved and kissed her hard.
Song Zhaoning was stunned. She had never seen Nan Jingyuan like this before.
But she knew that her Ayuan was just sick, and she did not object to close contact with Nan Jingyuan, she was just confused.A moment but no resistance.
Nan Jingyuan's hand slipped under the hem of his pajamas and reached out to cover the soft piece.
The cold hands touched the warm skin, causing the girl to shudder. The girl who was addicted to gentleness woke up, blushed suddenly, and wanted to push away, but her strength was like Like a kitten.
"A Yuan...A Yuan..."
The humming voice did not wake up Nan Jingyuan, but made her resistance make him even more angry. of violence.
"Don't run away, don't leave me."
He vigorously tore open Song Zhaoning's pajamas, wanting more crazily.
Her voice was gradually swallowed up, her face turned pale and tears flowed weakly from her eyes.
The wind and snow got stronger at night, and the big trees outside the window were swaying in the strong wind. This strong wind lasted all night, and the wind and snow outside did not stop until the early morning.
The sun shines on the earth through the clouds. The outside world is so peaceful and quiet except for one person.
In the room,
After Nan Jingyuan woke up, he looked around blankly, trying to get up and noticed that there was someone else beside him.
Turning around to look at Zhao Zhao, he realized it was him. Recalling what happened last night, the more he thought about it, the more he felt that he was really nothing.
His Zhao Zhao is so weak that he becomes like a beast.
Last night he showed no mercy at all, he was very rough, as if he was venting his anger. Song Zhaoning kept crying in pain and kept biting him, but he still didn't stop, and he continued even though he had good physical strength. All night.
Thinking of these things, Nan Jingyuan's face turned even paler.
The bed was covered in blood, her blood and his.
Looking at the messy bed, Nan Jingyuan picked up Song Zhaoning and walked to the bathroom with distress.
As soon as he touched the girl, Song Zhaoning's hoarse voice groaned.
"No more"
The muttering little mouth turned over with difficulty.
Nan Jingyuan always thought about doing this kind of thing before getting married, but now he does this kind of thing without Zhao Zhao's consent.
After cleaning and tidying up, as soon as she put her on the bed, she wrapped herself in the quilt and continued to sleep, obviously very tired.
Time passed little by little, and when Song Zhaoning woke up, it was already approaching dusk outside.
My body ached so much when I tried to stand up, as if I had been run over by a car. Every inch ached.
"Well"
After sitting up with difficulty, I couldn't help but blush when I thought about what happened last night.
I didn’t expect that they would be like this in this situation.
My voice is also hoarse.
Bedside tableThere was a glass of water on top, which was still warm when you picked it up. It was obviously always on hand.
After drinking the water, her throat felt much better. Song Zhaoning hadn't eaten well in the past two days. She did such a heavy exercise last night. If she hadn't been hungry, she would have slept.
As soon as she stood up, Nan Jingyuan opened the door and came in from the outside and quickly supported her.
"Are you hungry?"
"Are you hungry?"
The moment she saw Nan Jingyuan, Song Zhaoning remembered what happened yesterday, and her expression couldn't help but It deepened a bit.
But he still answered his words.
He put his arms around Song Zhaoning's waist, picked her up, and carried her to the living room.
The heating in the living room is also very strong without any chill. On the dining table are steaming porridge and various easy-to-digest snacks, all carefully prepared by Nan Jingyuan.
The two of them finished eating without saying a word, mainly Song Zhaoning was eating and Nan Jingyuan was constantly feeding her.
After eating, Nan Jingyuan carried Song Zhaoning back to the bedroom.
No words were spoken during this period.
Song Zhaoning was a little embarrassed and didn't know what to say. Nan Jingyuan was indeed caught in his own entanglement.
After returning to the room,
Nan Jingyuan knelt down on the ground with a bang, which frightened Song Zhaoning.
The girl had a dazed look on her delicate little face, and was startled by the sound.