Chapter 8

Mu Xiaotong's eyes widened with fear. He looked at the man on the top of his head in panic. There was a strange smile floating in his blue pupil.

"You want to What do you do? " Mu Xiaotong asked him in his voice.

His eyes are blue and empty. What's more, his smile, which means nothing, is full of bloodthirsty and violent excitement.

This expression is not like a normal person, there is nothing wrong with him. He was originally a nervous person. Thinking of this, Mu Xiaotong was even more afraid.

Ling more and more deeply gazed at, looked at her for a long time, Mu Xiaotong then felt that the passing of time was terrible. Suddenly he reached out his right hand and gently rubbed her pink mouth with his fingertips.

Fingertip contact, immediately spread all over the whole body of Mu Xiaotong, the brain is an empty, afraid of being stiff and tight, dare not move.

Help! Song Ruchen, come and save me!! But she couldn't control her voice.

Ling Yue swept the shivering uneasiness under her eyes. Suddenly, her eyes flashed hard. Her right hand turned, aiming at her slender neck and pinched it. Bathe small pupil, whole person suffocates uncomfortable.

"Don't think about the Confucian ministers of Song Dynasty!" An irrefutable roar sounded in the room.

Then Ling Yue lowered her head and kissed her lips fiercely, eager and green.

After a while, a bloody smell came from the mouth, and the pain stimulated the brain of Mu Xiaotong. She had been drenched with cold water in Mu's house. Her head was heavy. She thought she must be ill.

Mu small pupil's line of sight begins to become blurred, originally faint heavy body momentarily powerless faint past.

Mu Xiaotong has been against his chest against the hands, suddenly paralyzed down.

Ling Yue found something wrong. He left her red lips with some reluctance, and looked at her pale face in an instant.

But two seconds later, Ling more and more violently released her, crazy appearance, desperately shaking her shoulders.

The commanding tone said, "wake up! Wake up

Her soft body was shaken wantonly by him, but there was no response. She closed her eyes tightly, and her breath was so weak that she could hardly feel it.

Mu Xiaotong is dying.

Ling Yue big hand picked her up from the ground, gently put it on the bed, turned on the lamp at the head of the bed, and the weak person did not move to lie on the bed.

Ling Yue doesn't understand what happened to her? He seldom contacts people. Is she pretending to sleep?

Seeing her lifeless appearance, Ling Yue's heart gushed a never had worry mood.

He stood anxiously by the bed, but he didn't know what he should do. He tried to shake her up, but he was afraid he would hurt her.

This woman is always very easy to make their own body is injured, those people bully her, she did not know to bully back?!

Ling Yue fiercely stares at the sleeping Mu Xiaotong. It seems that she wants to stand beside the bed and wait for her to wake up in the next second.

What if she died like this?

A strange idea flashed over Ling Yue's mind. His eyes were wet. His white body was covered with bruises. The swelling on his small face was even more frightening.

He didn't want her dead!

Ling more carefully close to her ear, the voice has never been gentle, "wake up, wake up."

Mu Xiaotong feel warm breath in the ear, let her not adapt, she frowned, turned the body for a while, back to him.

Ling Yue's cold blue eyes flashed for a moment, and she could move herself. He thought that she did not worry about her life. There was a touch of joy in her blue eyes.

She's not going to die, that's good.

He went to the other side of the bed, lowered his head and continued to whisper in her ear, "wake up, I want you to wake up." Words are his usual strong, but the tone is showing a little love.

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