Chapter 343 (1/2)
Hearing Xia Zhiyang's cry, Xia qiner's body suddenly froze. Her hands trembled and she pressed her hands tightly. Xia qiner slowly raised her eyes and saw Liang Jia standing at the door of the living room several meters away.
Liang Jia is wearing an elegant dress with a coat. Her dark pupil is a little deep. She is holding a small packing bag to watch her. When she looks at her, she even smiles at her, which makes Xia qin'er's palm hold harder and makes her nails buckle a faint crescent mark in her palm.
See Xia Zhiyang has found her, and also has called out her name, Liang Jia also has no intention to continue to hide, a pair of eyes tightly staring at Xia qin'er kneeling on the carpet, toward her a little faint smile.
Although this smile in Xia Zhiyang seems to be very normal, but in Xia qiner's eyes, Liang Jia's delicate face is with a smile of irony! I'm laughing at her! I want to make her look like a fool!
Liang Jia doesn't know what Xia qin'er is hiding. Her eyes are deep. She takes a quiet look at her and ignores her. She leads her bag to Xia Zhiyang and puts her cookies in place. She smiles at Xia Zhiyang: ”Dad, this is your favorite cookie. I just bought it from the store, It's still hot. Why don't you have a look? ”
Seeing Liang Jia with a smiling face, she even stood in the living room as the daughter of Xia family, handing things to her father, and taking this opportunity to mock her, she felt hateful!
For what? It all belonged to her! But why, now it has become this appearance, she can only kneel down here to beg Xia Zhiyang, while Liang Jia is just sitting on the identity, nothing to do?
She held her palm tightly, and there was a feeling of jealousy in her heart, intending to swim away quickly. She bit her lip and stared at Xia Zhiyang's joyful side face. Xia qiner's eyes suddenly glanced at the fruit cutting knife placed on the table. The silver light swam on the sharp tip of the knife, sending out some cold light.
Staring at the silver knife, Xia qin'er's eyes blinked, her eyes slowly raised, and then looked at Liang Jia's beautiful side face, the corner of her mouth suddenly raised a smile.
Liang Jia, don't you like my jokes very much? Then try to see who can laugh last!
Xia qin'er's eyes look at Xia Zhiyang and see that Xia Zhiyang takes Liang Jia's cookies attentively. Her eyes flash. She sees Liang Jia standing in the same place and her eyes are soft. Xia Zhiyang takes out biscuits from the paper bag and eats them. Suddenly, a smile rises from the corner of her mouth.
She sucked her nose and slowly wanted to stand up, but her toes moved. At the moment of standing up, she suddenly stepped on Liang Jia's feet.
Liang Jia felt some pain, and she stumbled subconsciously. She wanted to reach out to catch Xia qin'er who could make herself stand firm, but she didn't meet Xia qin'er, but Xia qin'er suddenly fell down. Her soft body suddenly hit the corner of the table in an instant and went straight to the silver tip of the knife!
Tearing a sound, mixed with the sound of other objects collision, the silver tip of the knife in Xia qin'er's white arm is a hard cut! The bright red, thick blood slowly seeped out from Xia qin'er's white hand, leaving a long blood mark.