Report to the president, Mr. Ben Miao does not warm the bed

When Nie Huaijin finished speaking these six words, he smiled.

Laughing very happy, but also very sad.

Tears rolled out of his eyes, tears of blood.

Qiaoqiao, you are free, and I am also free.

This relationship that has been entangled for thousands of years is finally over.

Nie Huaijin thought, if time could really start over again, he would definitely not run out for fun when he was one or two years old. If he didn't run out, he would not have encountered his own calamity...

That's all...

Whatever is going on, it's over.

The moment Nie Huaijin fell down, he smashed the table behind him, and he lay there without a sound amidst the debris.

Xin Miaomiao was stunned.

Mo Ziqi moved so fast that he didn't have time to stop Nie Huaijin from self-destruction.

Tang Qiaoqiao stood still.

The whole living room fell silent, so quiet that a needle could be heard falling on the ground.

Silence, silence.

During this period of silence, an illusory figure slowly appeared in the living room.

He had exactly the same appearance as the fallen Nie Huaijin, but his handsome eyes were darker and deeper than Nie Huaijin's.

He is Nie Huaijin's twin brother, Nie Linrui.

Nie Linrui walked up to Nie Huaijin, bent down, and picked up his brother who was lying on the ground.

Nie Huaijin was dead.

He walked up to Tang Qiaoqiao, raised the corners of his mouth, showed a icy smile, and said, "Tang Qiaoqiao, you are really ruthless."

As soon as Nie Linrui finished speaking, he took Nie Huaijin's body and disappeared into the living room.

Come without a trace, go without a trace.

Xin Xiaotian and others were astonished.

But now, no matter how surprised they were, they didn't stay where they were, and hurried back to their rooms, leaving the place to the three outside.

Xin Miaomiao's body was so stiff that she couldn't move.

She looked straight at Tang Qiaoqiao, watched as Tang Qiaoqiao slowly walked up to the pool of blood that Nie Huaijin vomited, and stretched out her index finger to touch it.

She raised her index finger and murmured vaguely: "It's hot."

She closed her eyes, tears streaming down her cheeks onto the pool of blood.

The thousand years of evil fate is finally over, shouldn't she be happy?But why, she felt that she was going to die in pain?

"Qiaoqiao." With a stiff body, Xin Miaomiao slowly walked to Tang Qiaoqiao's side and squatted down.

"Miao Miao, I should be happy, right?" Tang Qiaoqiao asked her: "He imprisoned me, raped me and tortured me humiliatingly for three days and three nights. At that time, I thought, he must die, he must die. Let him die... now... I should be happy, shouldn't I?"

"Qiaoqiao, don't be like this, don't scare me." Seeing Tang Qiaoqiao in such a daze, Xin Miaomiao quickly reached out and hugged her.

But Tang Qiaoqiao was still whispering in her arms, constantly talking to herself: "Am I wrong? Am I wrong?"

"He raped me! Why should I forgive him! Why should I give birth to him! Why! Ah! Tell me! Miao Miao, tell me, am I wrong? Where am I wrong! He raped me , I’m going to give him a baby, right? Right?”

Tang Qiaoqiao grabbed Xin Miaomiao's shoulder and screamed hysterically!Her shoulders were shaking vigorously, as if suddenly going crazy.

"He said that I was cruel, that I was ruthless, and that I was hard-hearted! What about him? He knew that his brother had tied me up in the room and raped me, but he didn't do anything! Why!!!! Ah!!!! Why did I want to Give birth to a rapist!"