Chapter 630 Can I Still Wait For Him? 2

Was Qiao Xia really frightened?

If he hadn't followed her today, the knife would have pierced her body.

Thinking of this possibility, Mu Liang's head boomed, and he really wanted to turn around and screw Li Hui's head off.

"Mu Liang, why are you here?" Qiao Xia asked.

She looked at him quietly, the afternoon sun fell on his cold and arrogant face, as if sprinkled with chaos and bewilderment, and finally it all turned into anger and cover-up, "I come to ask you for a divorce, who is it?" Knowing that this scene happened, I was so unlucky!"

Drop by drop of blood fell into the loess, a dark red.

It was like her heart was dripping with blood.

The invisible wound has long been bloody and rotten.

"Oh, come to ask me for a divorce." She smiled wryly, "It really made you suffer."

Mu Liang's face was gloomy, and he said indiscriminately, "If I don't ask you for a divorce, why do you think I'm looking for you, deliberately following you, spying on you? Am I that kind of person? It's a fairy, I want to follow you every day."

Qiao Xia's face was so pale that there wasn't even a trace of blood in it, and cold sweat started to rise, his whole body seemed to be soaked in cold water, it was bitingly cold, a symptom of hypoglycemia surged, his eyes were dark, and the sky was spinning, as if he was going to faint.

Mu Liang rushed up suddenly, holding her with one hand to prevent her from falling, the blood on his hand was too thick, Qiao Xia suddenly pushed her away, throwing herself on the ground to vomit, all the food she ate in the morning was vomited out until Finally, the acid water was spit out.

...

Mu Liang was pushed to the ground by her, remembering what her hospital said.

I'm going to throw up my overnight meal, it's disgusting.

That sentence, although it was about Gu Xixi, he seemed to be talking about him.

Now, she used her own actions to tell him how disgusting he was, and she really vomited out all the food overnight.

Mu Liang was stunned, forgetting even his anger, quietly watching her beside him, vomiting heart-rendingly.

She loathes him.

Be so obvious.

He slapped her that day, and in the past few days, his whole body is not right.

Following her every day is like a voyeur.

God knows how much he hated that slap, wishing he could chop off his hand.

How could he hit her.

No matter how angry, no matter how angry, he shouldn't move a finger of her.

The sentence of categorical grace and justice separated them into two distinct lines.

It took Qiao Xia a while to recover.

Fortunately, after vomiting, the hypoglycemia reaction finally got better.

The chest is not so stuffy, and I am not so dizzy.

"Are you disgusting me that much?" Mu Liang asked.

Qiao Xia took out a bottle of water from her backpack to rinse her mouth, and struggled to get up. She wanted to explain, but she didn't want to. Facing his questioning silently, Mu Liang looked at her steadfastly, as if she had acquiesced.

"Hold Gu Xixi's hand, touch me again, I'm sick." Qiao Xia heard her own cold and mean voice.

Mu Liang's expression turned extremely ugly in an instant.

A police car and an ambulance arrived almost simultaneously.

Mu Liang's hand needs to be treated in time, otherwise it would be unimaginable. Qiao Xia was taken back to the police station to make a statement. Xu Ai came to pick her up. When she heard about this, she frowned slightly, "Li Hui is really frantic."

Qiao Xia was very tired, leaning against the car to rest, her mind was full of Mu Liang's bloody hands and expressionless face.

"How did Mu Liang save you?"

"He came to ask me for a divorce, and we met by chance."