Chapter 787: Do You Want to Die so Much?

Shi Qiangu lowered his big hand and waved his palm, revealing a small knife in his hand.

"What do you want to do?" Feng Xinmeng looked at him doubtfully.

Shi Qiangu grabbed her wrist and cut her wrist with a knife.

"Hey, what are you doing?" Feng Xinmeng screamed in pain, since this man cut her wrists? Do you want to kill her?

Who knew that at this time, Shi Qiangu grabbed her bleeding wrist and kissed it, licking the blood flowing out of her wrist and sucking it continuously.

"Master Qiangu... what are you doing... what are you doing?" Feng Xinmeng was anxious.

He raised his cold eyes: "Try what kind of poison you took." He licked the remaining blood on the corner of his mouth. Any poison that is eaten, if it does not act immediately, will slowly spread to the blood and internal organs. For For someone like Shi Qiangu who specializes in studying poison, he knows poison very well.

"You will die!" Feng Xinmeng retracted his hand.

"You actually took poison, Xinmeng, do you really want to die so much?" Shi Qiangu took out a bandage and bandaged her wrist.

"Yes." She said stubbornly.

Shi Qiangu stood up, went into the room to tinker a bit, and soon came out with a bunch of potions in his hand.

"Drink!" He handed it to Feng Xinmeng.

"No!" Feng Xinmeng knew that Shi Qiangu specializes in studying poisons and is a genius: "Is it the antidote?"

"right."

"Why do you want to save me?" Feng Xinmeng asked with a smile. Her lips were already a little white, and the color on her face was not quite right either.

"Drink quickly!" Shi Qiangu almost handed the potion to her lips.

"Don't drink, don't drink! After drinking, you chased me away, disappeared from me, and were cruel to me! You shouted all day long that you would kill me if I came near you. This is how you are. Since you are shouting If you want to kill me, why don't you just let me die here." Feng Xinmeng roared loudly, tears welling up in his eyes.

At this time, Shi Qiangu picked up the potion and poured it into his mouth.

"Huh?" Feng Xinmeng was stunned, before he could react.

His lips pressed directly against Feng Xinmeng's lips, and he forced the potion into her mouth, forcing her to swallow it.

She is not mentally prepared yet...

At the same time, his lips left hers...

"Master Qian Gu..."

He held her in his arms, just like that night a few years ago, maybe it was a trick of fate, maybe it was a coincidence.

"Xinmeng...Xinmeng..." He called her name.

Feng Xinmeng hummed and bit her lower lip.

It was late at night and it was already past dinner time, but in Jiulanlu's villa, the two of them just started having dinner.

Mo Xue's face was ashen as she ate. Like a machine, he stuffs things into his mouth without caring whether they taste good or not.

Jiu Lanlu didn't move the tableware, he just held his chin with one hand and looked at her.

She ignored his gaze, as if she had lost her soul, and ate. When she couldn't eat anymore, she took a sip of water and swallowed the food.

"Moxue, if you don't want to eat it, don't eat it."

Mo Xue raised her head and looked at him with hatred: "Do you care how much I eat? Or do you not even give me the freedom to eat now?"

Jiu Lanlu sneered: "Baby, after all that, you just want to be free."

"Yes, my intention has always been obvious, that is, I want to be free. Return to my own life." She looked at him, and she no longer had any hope in her heart. She didn't think Jiu Lan would give her freedom.

"Okay, baby, I can consider giving you freedom." Jiu Lanlong said with a smile.

Mo Xue was shocked. She suspected that her ears had heard it wrong. For more than a week, Jiu Lanlong had been telling her that wanting freedom was wishful thinking, pushing her into hell again and again. This was the first time, He gave her a tiny bit of hope, which made her look at Jiu Lanlu in disbelief: "Seriously."

"Of course, baby, do you think I will lie to you?" Jiu Lanlong said with a smile.

"That's not certain."

"Oh, you don't believe me so much." Jiu Lanlong smiled evilly, stood up, and walked behind Mo Xue's chair.

Mo Xue stood up immediately, leaned back on the dining table, and looked at him with cold eyes: "Aren't we talking about letting me go free? Why did you suddenly jump to this kind of thing again..."

"Ha... there's no rush to set you free, Moxue, don't worry. If you behave well these days, I will consider giving you freedom."

"Be obedient? What does it mean to be obedient?" Mo Xue looked at him doubtfully.

"You finish your meal carefully first." He said in a commanding tone.

Mo Xue had doubts, but she had no other choice now. Freedom was too important to her. She sat down again: "Don't you want to eat?"

"Of course." Jiu Lanlu returned to his seat.

Mo Xue didn't say anything more. Have you been good these days? Although she didn't understand the meaning of Jiu Lanlong, she still picked up her chopsticks and started eating seriously. She no longer nibbled three or two times before swallowing like before, and finally returned to her normal appearance.

"Why are you watching me eat but you don't eat yourself?" Mo Xue glanced at him.

"When you're full, come and feed me." He looked at Mo Xue with a playful look.

"Who will feed you!"

He smiled and said nothing, with a hint of coldness in his silver-gray eyes: "Why do you want to be a star? This industry is not as easy as you think."

"This is my dream."

"Money?" Hao asked with a smile.

"Yes, money is just one of the reasons. You have never experienced hardship or the feeling of hiding in front of other people's houses and secretly watching TV. You just feel that the people on TV are a luxury, so you have this dream. Dreams will Support people to survive." Mo Xue said, putting down the tableware: "I'm full."

"Very good, you can come over and feed me." Jiu Lanlong shrugged his shoulders, lazily and with a bit of a bad feeling.

The end of her eyebrows twitched: "Do you really want me to feed you?"

He smiled: "What if?"

Mo Xue clenched her fists and endured it! In order to be free in a few days as he said, she endured it and picked up the tableware: "You are not afraid that I will feed you and stab you to death with a fork."

"I'm looking forward to that." He said with a smile.