Chapter 1047 Missing Into Illness (2)

the other side.

Xiao Chen pulled Lan Yue out quickly, walked straight to his car, opened the door with his hand, and threw her directly into the car.

He turned around, got into the driving seat with a calm face, stepped on the accelerator, and the car sped away in an instant.

Lan Yue sat in the co-pilot seat, her face was expressionless, but her nails were firmly stuck in her palms.

She didn't expect to see him again so soon.

The anger on Xiao Chen's body was as real as it was, spreading in the small car, as if it wanted to pin her firmly to the seat.

The atmosphere in the car was heavy and oppressive, making it impossible to breathe.

The car stopped in front of his residence, Xiao Chen got out of the car and opened the door, pulled her down, and dragged her forward.

Lan Yue was wearing a dress and ten centimeter high-heeled shoes, and was tumbled and tumbled all the way by Xiao Chen.

Back in the room, Xiao Chen closed the door, then pushed Lan Yue against the wall with his hands.

Lan Yue's thin back hit the wall, making a muffled sound.

His face paled for a moment, he gritted his teeth and tried his best to hold back the pain that was about to come out.

Xiao Chen stared at her fiercely, reached out and touched the back of her ear, then pulled aside, peeling off a thin layer, revealing a delicate and beautiful face.

Lan Yue looked up at him, and called out, "Xiao Chen."

"Don't call me by my name."

Xiao Chen gritted his teeth, pinched her delicate chin with one hand, forcing her to look up, and turned his other hand down.

Lan Yue's body was tense, and her breathing suddenly suffocated.

Xiao Chen took out a gun from the strap on her leg, raised his hand and put it on her head.

"Lan Yue, you still dare to come here, do you really think I won't kill you?"

With everything she did to his family before, even killing her ten times would not be an exaggeration.

Lanyue's chin was pinched by him, and a layer of water mist appeared in her painful eyes.

"No."

She never thought that Xiao Chen would not kill her, but her heart hurt so badly that she couldn't breathe.

In the past few years, she has lived in pain and suffering every day.

Many times, she was thinking that it would be great if she could really die under Xiao Chen's gun at that time, so that she would no longer have to endure the bone-destroying longing and heart-piercing pain every day.

"You will also be in pain? Do you still want to lie to me again with your tenderness in front of me?"

Xiao Chen sneered, looked at the mist in her eyes, lowered his head, and bit her lips with his mouth, as if he wanted to vent all the hatred and anger in his heart, biting hard.

A strong smell of blood soon came from the mouth.

Lan Yue looked at the handsome face in front of her, as if the passage of time had not left a trace.

Her lips hurt badly, but she didn't care.

Xiao Chen squeezed her shoulders hard.

The hatred in his heart was intertwined with the deep love, and he no longer knew how to treat her?

The hatred made him want to kill her immediately, but the love buried deep in his heart made him reluctant to let go.

Lan Yue's body slid down the wall feebly.

Xiao Chen subconsciously stretched out his hand, wrapped his arms around her waist, and pulled her into his arms.

The next moment, the pupils constricted instantly.

I saw that as her body went down the wall, the wall behind was stained with a long string of bloodstains.

Xiao Chen's heart tightened, and he couldn't care less about hatred.

He quickly picked her up, returned to the bedroom, and carefully placed her face down on the bed.

On the silver dress, blood spread down from the shoulders behind her.