Chapter 599: Holding hands and looking at each other with tears in their eyes, they were speechless (72)

"Shut up!"

Angry by his slightly malicious insult, Wen Xien's pale, cold and emotionally unconscious face showed a hint of cold anger.

However, under this faint hazy light, appearing on this beautiful and exquisite face like an angel, any expression seems particularly exciting and distinct.

The more indifferent and ruthless you are and cannot be climbed up, the more you want people to climb and break, so that the angel will show its fragile and embarrassing side.

Lu Guining didn't care about her fierceness and was just feeling her heartbeat a little faster. She stepped forward and came to Wen Xien, her fingers wandered ambiguously against the root of her hair, and slowly grabbed a bunch of ink hair, and pulled it lightly with the force that made her take a slight pain, so that her beautiful face was completely exposed to his eyes.

A low and hot voice, gentle and dangerous: "My Highness, you must understand the current situation, your life is in my hands."

Apart from the anger at the beginning, Wen Xien was only indifferent and cold. Even in this weak situation, his eyes looked at him as if he was arrogant, as if he didn't take him seriously at all.

"Do you want to kill me? Lu Guining."

The cold and indifferent voice did not put the knife on his neck in his heart at all, and the casual words seemed to be the one who was the superior.

Lu Guining was not angry, but instead smiled happily, which involved the scars on his face. He looked weird and handsome, but the dangerous murderous intent never faded from beginning to end.

The knife in his hand was pressed against Wen Xien's side face and wandered in a hurry: "Yes, I want to kill you, but I've changed my attention now."

Wen Xien raised his neck, and his neck, which was as slender as a swan, could bend it into a graceful curve at any time. After maintaining this posture for a long time, his neck became sore, and the tip of the knife wandered on his cheeks, ambiguous and cold.

She couldn't stand this posture of being slaughtered. She walked forward slightly, and the sharp knife left a light red mark on her pale and tender face.

Lu Guining put down his hand and the knife subconsciously pulled it back. At this moment, Wen Xien used all his strength to push it hard, without delaying running to the door behind for half a second. The moment he touched the door handle, he shouted loudly.

"Come!"

The sword light was one step faster than her movements and directly inserted the door handle. Wen Xien's hand was retracted instantly. If he was slower, the knife would have been inserted into her hand.

Lu Guining grabbed her shoulder and threw it on the carpet without mercy, like breaking a rare, thin and crisp Ru porcelain.

The blade once again crossed the fragile and slender neck, but this time it pressed down a bloodline without mercy.

The person under the knife has always been pampered and has never been treated so roughly. His internal organs seem to be shaken and displaced. The pain is so painful that his expression is blank, trembling slightly, but he does not make a sound.

Lu Guining's face no longer had any expression, her handsome eyebrows and eyes raised slightly, and her thin lips pulled out a smile, and her smile seemed to be filled with a sense of violence and madness that had been suppressed for a long time.

His voice was low and magnetic. When he got close to his ears, he spoke like a lover: "You are always so unbearable. If I am a little gentle to you, you will be unsatisfied. I just haven't seen you for a long time. I miss you so much. If you haven't done anything, you will run away. Am I scared?"

After the last word fell, Lu Guining's expression couldn't help but hide for a moment: "Who is the credit for me to become like this!"

As soon as the tip of the knife was pushed forward, a thin mark was cut from the fragile neck, and blood beads emerged. Wen Xien, who came back from the pain, looked colder and cold and beautiful eyes shot at him without any movement: "It's your fault, you have forced yourself into this, you can't blame anyone."

"Yes." Lu Guining is no longer the incompetent and cowardly human being before. As Wen Xien said, it was indeed his own fault. He did not take himself seriously, his mind was firm and he was not trapped by Wen Xien's gentle whispers, and... He was not so stubborn and did not fall in love with this person...

He would never have fallen to this point...

But people will not admit that they are wrong and insist on putting an vent on others. In this way, at least there is a spiritual pillar that will not lead to the end of self-destruction.

Lu Guining's fingers swayed gently on Wen Xien's bright red lips, and the cold and soft touch was just like this person.

"I just don't want to give up, do you understand? I can't see you well, do you know?" Lu Guining's voice was gentle and pity, like the lonely sound in the cold night.

"Your heart is cold, I can't compare to it. You have been fooling me like a fool for so long, but you still don't allow me to get angry? You, will you become like this if you coax me a few words? How can you say you are not wrong at all? How can you turn yourself so clean?!" Lu Guining roared out of control, his eyes widened, and the water light in his eyes condensed into tears, hitting Wen Xien's face one by one, "I really want to kill you! Kill you!"

Even if Lu Guining said so aggrieved and sensational, the man's expression was still cold. I wonder if he was sure that he was reluctant to take action, or it really didn't matter.

Lu Guining's heart was a little sad. He breathed violently and calmed down: "But I think it's too cheap to kill you like this. I want to make you worse than death."

Wen Xien looked at him without emotion, and the calmness and distantness in his bones appeared in his bones, and said coldly: "You are funny. If it weren't for me, you would think you could stand here and talk to me? And from the beginning, weren't you approaching me with the intention of killing me? We just asked each other for help, and everything was directed and acted by you."

Lu Guining held a knife in front of her neck with one hand and pressed the other hand on her heart, as if she wanted to dig out her heart.

He was about to be so angry that he almost went crazy by her, and pressed Wen Xien's heart hard, and sarcastically said angrily: "What a request for each other! What a self-director and self-actor! So that's it, you are not a human being at all. I still hope that you have the will, Wen Xien, you will be retribution!"

Wen Xien's eyelashes trembled slightly, and he raised his eyes and said coldly: "Are you finished talking? Let me go after you finish talking."

A smile that pretended to be relaxed and gentle on the ruined face was pulled out, but his eyes were cold and determined. Through the sharp blade on his neck, he lowered his head and rubbed and bit her lips: "Wen Xien, how could I let you go? I also want to taste the pain."

Both of them had cold lips, no tenderness, no lingeringness, only biting, and only possession.

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