to stop him: “So you are going to send your son to Song Bai Lao’s bed?”


The middle-aged man choked and said, “However, I am a family, I know my son, he must treat Momo well.”


Daoist Weijing nodded, raised his hand and gave him a slap, with a “slapp” that called everyone to be stunned on the spot.


“Xia Weijing!” Father Xia stood up excitedly.


“Whether you want to get your hands on Xia Sheng, hug the leg of a prospective member of the House of Representatives, or really fight for our family, only you know it in your own heart.” Daoist WeiJing said to the old man Xia with a stern face, “Uncle, stop it, at this age, are you not afraid of going to hell and being tortured a lot after death? I, a serious elder, didn’t say anything, what are you worried about?”


Xia hasn’t been scolded like this for a long time, and his face turned red, trembling with anger.



This Daoist Weijing is worthy of being a real person and does not show his appearance.
He usually doesn’t look straight.
He didn’t expect to be so powerful.


Just when the situation was stalemate, a loud noise accompanied by the sound of glass shattering suddenly came from upstairs.


I was stunned, and I rushed upstairs without thinking.
The bodyguards of the Xia family stopped me, and Luo Qinghe’s bodyguards stopped them again.


The middle-aged man laughed: “It’s too late, hahaha, can’t you smell such a strong pheromone aura? They must have already completed the marking, so don’t waste your time.”


I smelled it, and with the loud noise, the air gradually filled the air.
The suffocating scent of sweet-scented osmanthus permeates the air, which is thicker than any of Song Bai Lao’s estruses, like a pool of fog that cannot be dissolved.


The sweet aroma enveloped my whole body, and every breath seemed to draw out the few courage in my body.


I had a bit of luck before, and now, that luck has dissipated.


A siren suddenly sounded outside the house, and the middle-aged man was startled: “Who called the police?”


I reported it, and it was illegal detention.


Before everyone came back to their senses, I shortened my body and ran upstairs through the armpit of the bodyguard in front of me.


I felt that someone was chasing me, but soon, Luo Qinghe’s voice sounded behind me: “Stop them!”


The stairs trembled slightly, and ran up the corner, I glanced down, Luo Qinghe’s bodyguard folded the bodyguard of the Xia family.
Press on the stairs to prevent anyone from catching up with me.


No lights were turned on on the second floor, in the darkness, as long as the rich aroma guided me.


Searching from room to room, my mind became a mess.


Song Bai Lao was still asking me what would happen to me if he tagged someone else.
I didn’t expect this day to come so quickly.


But to be honest, I don’t think what will happen to me now, I only worry about what will happen to him.


I took a step and found the end of the aroma.
The wooden door in front of me was tightly closed and inconspicuous, and the room was unusually quiet, with no sound coming out.


There was a key in the keyhole, and the door was locked.


I turned the key and unscrewed the handle, ready to witness everything.


I gritted my teeth and resolutely opened the door, the scene in front of me was beyond my imagination.


There was a motionless human body lying beside Song Bai Lao’s feet.
He pressed down on the opponent’s neck with one hand and raised the other hand high, his bloody fingertips holding a sharp piece of glass, which was about to stab coldly.


“No!” I hurriedly stopped him, my heart jumping out of my throat nervously.


Hearing my voice, he stopped the offensive in an instant, and the glass piece stopped abruptly in the air.


He seemed to realize that someone was coming.
He raised his head and looked at me in confusion, squinting: “Ning Yu?”


Only then did I notice that his clothes were covered in blood, and his neck was also bright red.


A bad premonition struck me, and I asked him in a trembling voice, “You, what have you done?”


He threw away the glass and greeted me with open arms, as if to hug me or seek comfort.


“I said that death will not make them wishful.” He breathed slightly, “I cut my own glands, and I want to cut his, so here you come.
Ning Yu, it hurts.”


So the strong fragrance of flowers in the house is not because of the “mark” at all…


He actually cut his own glands, and my eyes were black, and my knees softened and I knelt down in front of him.


“You might… die.” I was so terrified that I couldn’t make a sound.


Two long lines of blood flowed slowly along his neck, and a large area of ​​bright red appeared on his chest.


At this moment, I suddenly understood Song Xiao’s choice back then.
Compared to him and Xia Huainan marking each other, the way he looks now makes me a hundred times more painful and frightened.


“Hurry up stop the bleeding…” I tried a few times before I took out the handkerchief in my pocket.


“It’s alright, I avoided the aorta.” He held my trembling hand, calmly compared to my panic.


The tight strings suddenly snapped, and I raised my hand and gave him a slap.


He stared at me blankly, looking a little aggrieved.


My anger only lasted for one second, and the next second it collapsed.


“Yes, I’m sorry…” I covered his wound with a handkerchief and repeated regularly, “I’m sorry…”

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