Mu Yao said unconvincedly, with fear remaining on his face, and kept touching the needle on his neck with his hands.

"None of you three are my opponents."

Jiang Wei looked at them coldly and took a fight.

"You..." Mu Yao stamped his feet in anger and thought for a while, "Let's go, we'll report to Ancheng!"

Mu Yao knew that she was not enough for Jiang Yi, and she had no intention of calculating Jiang Yi now.

Mu Yao touched his neck and walked out, anxious.

It's just a little on the tip of the needle, it probably won't happen...

———☆———☆———☆———☆————————

Three people left.

Jiang Yi went forward and closed the steel door, and the empty detention room suddenly became quiet.

Only then did she realize that Xiang Yutian had never said a word from beginning to end since she came in.

Jiang Wei slowly turned around.

I saw Xiang Yutian sitting on the ground, no longer staring at the needle tip just now. At this time, he had raised his eyes to look at her, his eyes were particularly dark, his long eyelashes were slightly lowered, and his eyes were unfathomable, so he could not tell what he was.

What are you thinking.

"Why don't you ask to see me?"

Jiang Wei spoke, his voice a little hoarse.

He was abused for several consecutive days and was over-intaken?

What if she doesn't come and he can't stand it?

"I want to see you." Xiang Yutian's voice was hoarse than hers. He lowered his eyes and looked at the wound on his body, and said self-deprecatingly, "But I don't want you to see me like this."

His face was still feminine and beautiful, and a dark red blood was dragged out from the corners of his lips.

He leaned against the wall, and several buttons were pulled open on the collar of his shirt, revealing his large chest.

The past is no longer sexy, only deep and shallow wounds are left on it.

And a dark tattoo.

Her name is engraved.

The most bone-bone pain...

“…”

Jiang Wei looked at the blood at the corner of his lips, his eyes were wet.

She sat down slowly in front of him, her eyes falling on the wound on his neck, a deep scratch, and the blood had solidified.

"They won't treat you." Jiang Wei raised his eyes and stopped the tears from falling. "I'll get the medical box."

"sit down."

Xiang Yutian's voice was hoarse.

Jiang Yiu, who was trying to stand up and leave, immediately sat down when he heard it, without any hesitation.

"So good." Xiang Yutian looked at her drowningly, and a wicked but pale smile appeared on the corner of his bruised mouth, "How good it would be if you were so good before."

“…”

Jiang Wei turned his face and tried hard to restrain his desire to shed tears.

"Are I very embarrassed and ugly now?" Xiang Yutian stared at her face deeply, "Damn it, there is no mirror in the broken place! Have I been disfigured?"

“…”

He was still in the mood to worry about his face, narcissist.

Jiang Wei blinked, then suddenly approached him, and stood up to make the two of them look horizontal.

"You can see if it is destruction or not." Jiang Wei said.

“…”

Xiang Yutian leaned against the wall, and a hint of shock flashed through his eyes.

Then, he saw his face in her eyes.

She had the most beautiful pupils in the world. He saw his face clearly reflected in her eyes, eyebrows, eyes, nose, mouth...

There are also several scars on the face.

It's really ugly.

Still very dirty.

"Disfied."

Xiang Yutian was very dissatisfied.

The first time he saw his face so clearly in her eyes, it was such a dirty face... Mu Yao said unconvincedly, there was still fear on his face, and his hands kept touching the needle on his neck.

mouth.

"None of you three are my opponents."

Jiang Wei looked at them coldly and took a fight.

"You..." Mu Yao stamped his feet in anger and thought for a while, "Let's go, we'll report to Ancheng!"

Mu Yao knew that she was not enough for Jiang Yi, and she had no intention of calculating Jiang Yi now.

Mu Yao touched his neck and walked out, anxious.

It's just a little on the tip of the needle, it probably won't happen...

———☆———☆———☆———☆————————

Three people left.

Jiang Yi went forward and closed the steel door, and the empty detention room suddenly became quiet.

Only then did she realize that Xiang Yutian had never said a word from beginning to end since she came in.

Jiang Wei slowly turned around.

I saw Xiang Yutian sitting on the ground, no longer staring at the needle tip just now. At this time, he had raised his eyes to look at her, his eyes were particularly dark, his long eyelashes were slightly lowered, and his eyes were unfathomable, so he could not tell what he was.

What are you thinking.

"Why don't you ask to see me?"

Jiang Wei spoke, his voice a little hoarse.

He was abused for several consecutive days and was over-intaken?

What if she doesn't come and he can't stand it?

"I want to see you." Xiang Yutian's voice was hoarse than hers. He lowered his eyes and looked at the wound on his body, and said self-deprecatingly, "But I don't want you to see me like this."

His face was still feminine and beautiful, and a dark red blood was dragged out from the corners of his lips.

He leaned against the wall, and several buttons were pulled open on the collar of his shirt, revealing his large chest.

The past is no longer sexy, only deep and shallow wounds are left on it.

And a dark tattoo.

Her name is engraved.

The most bone-bone pain...

“…”

Jiang Wei looked at the blood at the corner of his lips, his eyes were wet.

She sat down slowly in front of him, her eyes falling on the wound on his neck, a deep scratch, and the blood had solidified.

"They won't treat you." Jiang Wei raised his eyes and stopped the tears from falling. "I'll get the medical box."

"sit down."

Xiang Yutian's voice was hoarse.

Jiang Yiu, who was trying to stand up and leave, immediately sat down when he heard it, without any hesitation.

"So good." Xiang Yutian looked at her drowningly, and a wicked but pale smile appeared on the corner of his bruised mouth, "How good it would be if you were so good before."

“…”

Jiang Wei turned his face and tried hard to restrain his desire to shed tears.

"Are I very embarrassed and ugly now?" Xiang Yutian stared at her face deeply, "Damn it, there is no mirror in the broken place! Have I been disfigured?"

“…”

He was still in the mood to worry about his face, narcissist.
To be continued...