The actor's little sweetheart is soft and flirtatious

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Boqing carried Yu Qing out of the box, and Fu Wangzhi followed him out.

Lei Ting has been in a trance since he knew that the little black cat was Yu Qing just now. Seeing that Yu Qing was carried away, he suddenly regained his senses, raised his foot and followed.

When he came to the door, his footsteps stopped, and his cold voice seemed to come from Jiuyou Huangquan: "However he treated Yu Qing, he will pay back ten times!"

Xu Ziyi behind him didn't surprise him at all: "Yes."

After Lei Ting went out, two bodyguards standing outside the door stepped into the room, locked the door behind them, and then walked towards Master Zhang who was lying on the ground under Xu Ziyi's signal.

Master Zhang, who had been pretending to be dead, noticed that someone was walking towards him, he quickly got up, and said in a panic, "You...what do you want to do?"

The two bodyguards were burly, and they would protect Lei Ting closely all year round. Naturally, their skills would not be weak. One of them took out a dagger, and the other stretched out a long arm to shackle him by the back of his neck.

"Mu Gulu..."

Master Zhang struggled hard, but his strength was not comparable to that of the bodyguards who had been exercising all year round. Instead, the water from his nose and mouth was choked into his heart and lungs because of the struggle.

This scene was never familiar. He had treated a little black cat like this half an hour ago, and he did not expect the retribution to come so quickly.

A sense of suffocation came, and he struggled to no avail. Dazed, he remembered his occupation, and fumbled with his hands in his arms.

Another bodyguard holding a dagger suddenly moved, raised the knife in his hand, and a dazzling silver light flashed past.

"puff--"

A bloody arrow shot out, Master Zhang's hand holding the yellow talisman was cut off by his wrist.

"Ah Gululu..."

Under the severe pain, Master Zhang struggled more violently, but unfortunately even so, the bodyguard who was holding his head still held him firmly without changing his expression.

Xu Ziyi on the side reminded blankly: "Stomach."

"puff……"

The dagger entered and exited Master Zhang's stomach, and another bloody arrow gushed out. In less than 3 minutes, his struggle gradually weakened until his hands dropped powerlessly.

"Tick...tick..."

Blood slowly dripped from the wounds on his stomach and wrists to the ground, forming puddles of cold blood.

In the pet hospital, it wasn't until Yu Qing was sent to the operating room that he breathed a sigh of relief. He leaned his head on the shoulder of Fu Wangzhi next to him, and the aftertaste of drinking was at this moment, and then he realized it later. come up.

Fu Wangzhi felt sorry for him, and put his arms around his shoulders: "Good boy, take a nap when you're tired, and I'll call you when I come out."

Boqing's cheeks were pink, which was the aftereffect of drinking. He endured his heavy eyelids and shook his head: "No, I want him to see me first when he wakes up."

Fu Wangzhi touched the back of his head, "Fool, he still needs to rest after the operation, and he probably won't wake up so soon. So, if you will squint for a while, if you can't help falling asleep later, He won't be the first to see you when he wakes up."

Book love half-closed his eyes and thought in a daze, it seems right?

Just as she was about to close her eyes obediently, she caught a glimpse of a tall figure out of the corner of her eye, Ding Qing looked over.

I saw Lei Ting's tall figure standing in the opposite corner like a statue, his eyes staring straight at him.

When he saw him, he was so angry that he even cleared his mind a lot. He stood up abruptly, his cheeks puffed up with anger: "Why are you here? What are you doing here? Are you still here?" Do you want to take Yu Qing back and lock her up?"

Before he could reply, he scolded again and again: "Why do you still have the face? Don't you hurt him badly enough? It's fine that he has a body and can't go back. Now you're still hiding on the cat After passing him, do you have any conscience? He is such a good person, how could you have the heart to hurt him like this? How could you do it? "

As he spoke, his tears couldn't help but burst into tears, "You are inhuman, you are not human, you are just a beast, what are you doing here? No one welcomes you here, get out..."

Ever since he started scolding, Lei Ting had always looked confused, seeing him crying now, he couldn't help muttering: "Why?"

He opened his mouth so suddenly, the romantic voice stopped abruptly, subconsciously: "Why?"

Lei Ting stared at his face, his expression still blank, as if he was talking to himself, or asking him: "Why is it different? Where is it different?"

Lei Ting suddenly showed eagerness in his eyes, and he grasped the book's hand, "What's the difference between you?"

Leng was caught by him, stunned, tears stopped, struggling: "What nonsense are you talking about? Let me go!"

Fu Wangzhi, who was always behind him, saw that he was caught, strode forward with a cold face, raised his leg, and kicked Lei Ting's wrist fiercely.

Normally, with Lei Ting's vigilance, he would not be easily kicked by him. However, he was so distracted at this time that Fu Wangzhi kicked him right away. In pain, he let go.

Fu Wangzhi kept the book behind him, his dark eyes seemed to penetrate his heart, and he said coldly: "If you don't have enough IQ, read more books, don't touch my people!"

Lei Ting raised his eyes to meet him, the confusion in his eyes gradually faded, and he was silent: "What book?"

Fu Wangzhi sneered: "Your assistant is smarter than you."

After a thunderous pause, I saw Xu Ziyi walking over calmly with the two tall bodyguards.

He first politely nodded at Fu Wangzhi and Bo Qing, and then said to Lei Ting: "It's resolved."

Lei Ting seemed to be seeing him for the first time, looking him up and down carefully.

Although Xu Ziyi didn't know what happened to him, it didn't prevent him from remaining calm.

Fu Wangzhi was too lazy to listen to their nonsense, so he turned around and dragged the book to the other corner.

Bo Qing sniffed, but still didn't feel relieved: "I haven't scolded enough yet."

Fu Wangzhi wiped away his tears, and his deep voice seemed to reach the bottom of his heart: "But I can't see you crying."

Bo Qing looked at him, blinked his eyes still stained with tears, his face suddenly became redder, and he avoided his sight: "I...I want to go to the bathroom."

"I go with you."

"Yu Qing hasn't come out yet..."

Lan Ruofeng, who had been on the sidelines for a long time, stood up wisely, "There is me."

If it was said who was the most powerful person present, it must be him. Since he was watching, Shuqing hesitated for less than a second before going to the bathroom with Fu Wangzhi.

He was in a hurry when he was in Hongyanju, but he forgot about it later because he was worried about Yu Qing's safety. Now that he was relieved, the uncontrollable urge to urinate surged up again.

Fu Wangzhi was just accompanying him, so he didn't go in, but waited outside the door.

There was no one else in the bathroom, I don't know if it was an illusion, but the book always felt that the surroundings were a bit cold, and he felt a little hairy. After finishing the solution, he quickly put on his pants and turned around.

But the surroundings have changed.

In front of him was a huge manor, and everything around him showed the wealth of the owner. At this time, he was standing by a fountain in the courtyard.

"Don't...don't cut it...please mom...please give it back to me..."

this voice...

Boqing's heart skipped a beat, and she followed the sound and walked a few steps forward almost subconsciously.

His cat is next to the stone sculpture of the fountain, poking his head out a little.

At the front gate, a six or seven-year-old boy was crying with tears all over his face. Opposite him, a woman in expensive clothes was holding a pair of small scissors, and she was cutting a piece of paper in her hand with a twisted face. ...Little puppet?

Bo Qing's heart suddenly seemed to be tightly grasped by someone, the pain made his feet go limp, and he almost fell to the ground.

He bowed, holding the stone sculpture next to him tightly with both hands, his previously rosy lips turned pale within a few seconds.

This little puppet...

"Woo...don't cut it, stop it, woo...give it back to me...don't cut it, please don't cut it...please..."

The little boy's cries made Bo Qing calm down, and when he looked up, he saw that the little boy wanted to rush to stop the woman, but was held tightly by the maid standing aside.

The woman stared at him like a poisonous snake staring at the enemy, "I told you to sing against me and make you disobedient, do you think you can protect it? If I don't destroy this dirty thing today, I won't It's called Ding Suying!"

As she spoke, she quickened her movements.

One, two, three...

The little puppet itself was only the size of her palm, and she cut it beyond recognition in a few strokes, and the white cotton wool fluttered in the wind.

Boqing's eyes followed the cotton wool in a daze, and some ungraspable fragments kept flashing in his mind.

He felt that this scene seemed familiar.

Every scissors of the woman seemed to be cutting on his body, and he could almost feel the severe pain of the flesh being cut off piece by piece.

He held on to the stone sculpture next to him tightly, breathing more and more heavily, and looked away from the cotton wool to the little boy.

The little boy's cries became more and more shrill, and his tear-stained eyes were as black as ink.

Those eyes seemed familiar.

"what……"

At this time, the little boy suddenly opened his mouth and bit the maid's hand fiercely, and the maid let go of him with a cry of pain.

Without the shackles, the little boy rushed towards Ding Suying like crazy, grabbed the little puppet in her hand that was beyond recognition, and tried to snatch it back.

Ding Suying gritted her teeth, with a vicious expression on her face: "You still dare to snatch it?" She said, holding the scissors, and stabbed the little boy on the forehead.

"what--!"

"what--!"

Two screams.

One was the little boy's cry of pain, and the other was the maid's cry of surprise.

The small scissors poked the little boy's forehead, and bright red blood flowed down on the spot.

However, although the little boy was screaming in pain, his hands were still holding onto the puppet stubbornly.

Fortunately, Ding Suying poked down with the scissors, and she was startled too. Seeing the little boy's face was gradually stained red with blood, she shuddered, and finally let go of her hands.

The little boy finally snatched back the little puppet. Although the puppet was beyond recognition and horrific at this time, he still held it in his arms lovingly.

"It's okay Qingqing, it's okay..." As he said that, he suddenly closed his eyes without warning, and fell straight to the ground.

Under the sun, the pair of scissors still inserted above his forehead gleamed with a harsh cold light.

The book is completely stupid.

He stood beside the stone sculpture blankly, his legs seemed to be filled with lead, and he clearly wanted to rush up, but he just couldn't take a step. He could only watch helplessly as the maid screamed for others, and then watched helplessly. A group of people rushed to send the little boy away.

Everyone had a look of panic on their faces, except for the murderer - Ding Suying.

She watched the little boy being rescued by the ambulance, and she smiled slowly.

Under the glare of the sun, that smile looked so eerie and terrifying, making one's spine chill.

She turned her head slowly, her eyes met Shang Shuqing, her smile gradually became distorted.

"Look, he can't protect you."