Chapter 623: Holding hands and looking at each other with tears in their eyes, they were speechless (96)

She endured it and swallowed the blood in, trying hard to speak, but the man pinched it too hard, as if he sincerely didn't want her to speak.

Seeing that Wen Xien's breathing became weaker and weaker, Zhou Nan quickly let go as if he was awake. His hands trembled violently, and his whole body began to shake.

He pressed Wen Xien's shoulder, and the suppressed pain in his chest was so depressed that he almost burst out his whole body. His voice was hoarse and helpless: "Tell me, tell me..."

Wen Xien couldn't help but cough twice while covering her mouth. She felt a sticky feeling of her palm, and she didn't even see it hiding behind her.

This time, Wen Xien looked straight into the man's slightly red eyes, and his delicate and beautiful eyebrows were like a flower that bloomed to the extreme, gradually moving towards the point of withering and rotting.

"I don't regret it." Every word was paused, and his mouth was clearly transmitted into Zhou Nan's ears.

"I should have known it long ago..." Zhou Nan pinched Wen Xien's chin with his fingertips, and his nails were pinched into the soft flesh.

Zhou Nan stared at the red meat sunken on the edge of his fingernails, as soft as a piece of sugar cake that was melted by the temperature of his fingertips.

Zhou Nan poked out a piece of tongue to lick Wen Xien's chin. He sucked a piece of soft flesh on his lips and said in a muddy manner: "I should have known that you are a heartless monster."

Wen Xien's body trembled, and an extremely tingling pain came from his waist and abdomen. The blood soon dyed the two people's clothes.

Her skin became paler, like a white orchid under the moonlight.

He seemed to think of something, his face was a little childish, and his teeth pressed against Wen Xien's flesh.

"You talk about you, and you say you like me, but you never want to say something that makes me happy."

"You are punishing you."

Zhou Nanba blinked her eyes to see Wen Xien, her eyes were bright and she showed a childish childishness, and she insisted on being serious.

Wen Xien's eyes were so painful that they turned black, and their physiological tears came out, which was very pitiful when they were stained on their slender and thick eyelashes.

Zhou Nan grinned and bit and licked Wen Xien's earlobe, and his two thin lips rubbed the tender soft flesh behind Wen Xien's ears.

Can you say it before inserting the knife?! Isn’t this a painful rhythm?

Zhou Nan didn't know that this knife would kill Wen Xien. Logically speaking, this ordinary wound would heal automatically in a few days, but Wen Xien's current physical condition is very poor, and the automatic healing has failed. The blood cannot stop until it dries up.

Wen Xien didn't say anything, Zhou Nan thought she was making trouble, and the shiny light in her eyes suddenly sank, and she was still calm as water. His voice was heavy: "Are you angry again? This is what you asked for, you deserve it."

Although that's the case, Zhou Nan was a little panicked when he saw the blood all over the ground, but he immediately calmed down. The injury was nothing to Wen Xien and would heal immediately.

After comforting himself like this over and over again, Zhou Nan maintained the indifference on his face.

Zhou Nan's hands were supported on both sides of Wen Xien's body, and Wen Xien was completely shrouded in the shadows thrown by Zhou Nan's body.

He suppressed his inexplicable panic and looked at the chin in his palm, which was so white and tender that he had just ordered the tofu that he had just been lit into the brine. He could pinch his nails and squeeze the skin.

"Speak!" Zhou Nan's voice heavier.

Wen Xien was almost dizzy in pain. He heard Zhou Nan's voice vaguely. He couldn't help but stretch out his hands to put on his neck, crying and shouting: "It hurts... An Nan... it hurts."

Zhou Nan's face turned pale as he heard the sound of pain, as if he felt the pain himself, and finally realized something was wrong. Wen Xien has always been calm and light. This is just an ordinary knife, how could he still cry in pain?

He originally wanted to mock Wen Xien and stop pretending to be pitiful, but looking at the tears on Wen Xien's cheek, his throat seemed to be stuck with a stinger, and he could not say those words.

Zhou Nan went to observe Wen Xien's condition in shock, called Wen Xien's name in a panic, and patted her cheek with trembling fingertips.

Wen Xien had no reaction at all, but kept crying for pain, shedding tears, frowned, and her lips became more and more purple, and she screamed Zhou Nan and was shocked just by looking at it.

"Wen Xien, Wen Xien..."

"Wen Xien, don't scare me, Wen Xien..."

The door was suddenly opened, Ji Zheng walked in, he lost all his demeanor and manners, and there was a bone-chilling chill in his cold tone: "Your Highness, it's time to finish talking for so long, right? Let him go after you finish talking."

The room suddenly fell into a dead silence.

The dead silence spreads slowly like a tide, as if it was about to flood everything.

The next second, there was a sudden loud bang!

"Ba—!!!!"

Things that seem to be glass-like were smashed heavily.

It turned out that when Ji Zheng came over, he accidentally touched the vase. His face was normal, but his steps were stumbled, as if he would fall down at any time.

Zhou Nan was stunned, her head was like an old TV cartridge. She listened to the heavy breathing of the man opposite and the dry voice of the suppressed and sluggish tape: "...Zhou Nan, don't treat her like this."

He seemed to suppress his violent emotions, and said slowly and restrainedly: "Your Highness is in poor health and cannot stand the stimulation."

"Your Highness said that you will let you go, so don't stimulate her anymore. She really... can't stand it..."

He seemed to have not seen the blood on the ground, or he was numbing himself and forcing himself not to see the blood on the ground, as if his Highness was still fine.

After all, His Highness has made a promise and will come to him after he says it. His Highness believes in his words.

It won't lie...

But His Highness said a lot, and he had been waiting for a long time, so he did not keep his promise and came to his Highness anxiously.

He will definitely apologize to His Highness and say he is wrong...

His Highness, the prince in his ear, was still calling his name.

"Anan..."

"Anan..."

Just like a curse, silent.

Zhou Nan suddenly smiled, like an angry ferocious beast. He was always indifferent, and could not see any emotion. His dark eyes were like a dark abyss. He was silent for almost a century before he spoke: "Impossible."

He held up Wen Xien's face, and this time he didn't know about the gentleness he had, his eyes wet with tears, his voice was as soft as if he was afraid of scaring her.

"Yeah, you won't be in trouble, right?"

Wen Xien was so painful that he could hear clearly what he was saying. She could feel that her life was losing and she could not stop it.

The brain suddenly fell into a blank space due to severe pain.

She could only hold the man's neck like a helpless child, and her soft and cold face rubbed against the man's face as stiff as a stone.

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