Chapter 403： Pretty, goodbye (1/2)

His voice was hoarse to the extreme, listening to it in his ears made people feel painful.

Luo Qiao didn't notice, she reached out and broke his hand, leaving almost without hesitation.

Shen Jikong stubbornly pulled her and did not let go. During the pulling, there were torn blood marks on his slender and white fingers, but even so, he still did not let go, his bloodshot eyes stared at her face. , The next moment, he snapped Luo Qiao's waist, bowed his head and kissed.

The soft lips rubbed on Luo Qiao’s lips, and the force exerted on her waist increased layer by layer. He lowered his eyes, and his eyelashes quivered finely until he tasted blood in his mouth. He raised his eyes and met him. Luo Qiao's resentful eyes.

There were blood beads on her lips, and his shadow was all in her black and white eyes.

Shen Jikong's eyes were extremely calm, his face was pale, the extreme red lined the extreme white, and there was a thrilling beauty.

In the end, Luo Qiao pushed him hard and turned and ran out.

Shen Jikong stood on the spot and didn't stop any more. He stared at Luo Qiao's back, looking at her almost desperately, his apple curled gently, and a sigh overflowed his lips: ”How am I willing to...”

How could she be willing to let her die like him?

Seeing Luo Qiao get further and further away from him, Shen Jikong called her loudly: ”Qiaoqiao!”

Luo Qiaobu gave a slight pause.

Shen Jikong's slender and tall figure stood in the shadow, his face pale, and his voice was inaudible:

”Goodbye……”

There was already a voice in front of him, Siran and her brother.

Luo Qiao didn't think much about it, and after a slight pause, she immediately raised her leg to continue running forward.

Shen Jikong stared at the direction Luo Qiao was leaving.

He always looked at her.

And she didn't look back at him from beginning to end.

...

Luo Qiao quickly walked through the passage, and when she was about to run to the door of the dark room, the light of the light leaked in, and she saw the figure of the man hurriedly walking in.

Ming Siran's lips pressed tightly, and his body was chilly.

When Luo Qiao saw him, she immediately called out: ”Siran!”

When Ming Siran saw her figure, his heart tightened, and he walked a few steps to hug her.

The heart beats like a drum.

Luo Zelan on the side whispered: ”This place is about to collapse, we must leave as soon as possible.”

The group immediately went out.

The light in the bedroom was wide open, the light was getting brighter, and they left the dark room.

There were a large number of people guarding outside. When Luo Qiao came up, he was relieved and asked nervously: ”Miss Luo Qiao, are you okay?”

Ming Siran frowned and used the light to check if Luo Qiao was injured.

When he saw the blood stains on her lips, his pupils shrank slightly, how could he not see how the wound was caused, and the awe-inspiring killing intent hidden in his dark eyes became more turbulent at this moment. His fingers touched her lips, and his voice was deep: ”What about him?”

Luo Qiao paused, and subconsciously glanced behind the dark room: ”...behind.”

Ming Siran's gaze fell on her, ”Are you doing anything?”

Luo Qiao frowned, ”He seems to put something in the red wine...”

Reminiscent of Shen Jikong's series of behaviors, the atmosphere around him that had relaxed slightly suddenly tightened again, Luo Zelan immediately said: ”Get the car and go to the hospital!”

Ming Siran took Luo Qiao to leave, and at the same time he gave a cold glance at his hand.

The subordinates realized what he meant and bowed their heads and said respectfully: ”Ming, don't worry.”

This time between them and Shen Jikong will not give up.

However, this time they did not wait for the man to come out.