Mr. Ou, your wife is so good at fighting

Chapter 659 Can't cross you?

Watching the Hummer leaving from Bishuiwan, I can also vaguely see the girl wrapped in rice dumplings sitting in the driver, smiling so happily.

The familiar deep voice rang in my ears. After listening to the voice for so many years, I once heard how the voice changed from clear and clear when I was young, to deep and deep after the voice-changing period.

The tone has always been indifferent, but when speaking to him, it has never been as cold as it is at this moment.

It was so cold that the apex of the person's heart was stiff.

He whispered in his ear, "Yang Qian, you have thought about it. It can be either you, her, or him. The physiques of this young couple are really interesting."

Yang Qian's eyes were empty, without any focus. He turned his head slowly and looked at the person beside him. He knew every detail of that face's outline and facial features. drooping eyes...

But right now, it seems like they don't know each other.His eyes were empty, looking at this face, as if looking at a stranger.

This is not him, this is not Lu Xiu.This is just wearing Lu Xiu's skin, I don't know what it is.

You can't get over me.

Yang Qian remembered what Lu Xiu said, you can't get me through.

The hand covering his mouth was released, and as soon as he let go, blood gushed from Yang Qian's mouth, fell down his chin, and splashed on the front of his clothes, adding blood to the ivory-white front that was already splashed with blood. Intense colors.

"I."

Without a moment's hesitation, the answer was given almost as soon as the hand was released. The syllables of the word almost came out along with the blood in the mouth, and the tone sounded a little wet.

The man laughed, arrogantly.

Lu Xiu never laughed like this. Sometimes when he was happy, it was just a smile in his eyes, and the brows slowly opened at the corners of his eyes. There was no sound, and he even laughed more quietly and restrainedly than others.

"This brat Lu Xiu has been plotting for many years, and he sacrificed his skin to me just to protect you. It's good for you."

Hearing this, Yang Qian twitched the corners of his mouth very shallowly, coupled with the large blood stains on his lips, this smile actually revealed a bit of sadness.

The man raised his hand and pinched Yang Qian's chin, and said with a low smile, "In order to protect you, he has done everything these years, just to give me the energy I want, so that I won't be interested in your Zhengyang body. In the end, it fell short, I found so much energy for me, I finally suppressed his will, and when it is my turn to make decisions on this body, what else can he do?"

Yang Qian's lips were still slightly curved, his eyes were slightly lowered, and he raised his eyes again, looking fixedly at the person in front of him, but he didn't look at the skin, as if he wanted to see something deeper through the skin of.

Yang Qian smacked his lips lightly, and spit out four words, "Stinky chess basket."

The firmness in the eyes came out little by little, but the voice was too soft and too weak, coupled with the slightly long ending sound, it sounded a bit wronged.

The person in front of him obviously froze after hearing this call, and immediately frowned tightly, with veins popping out on his forehead, as if he was trying to restrain himself.

"I can get you over." Yang Qian's voice was still so soft, but every word seemed to have monstrous power.

There was an unbearable hiss from the throat of the person in front of him.

"Just wait for me..." Yang Qian said.

The person in front of him finally let out a roar, raised his hand and firmly grasped Yang Qian's shoulder, his eyes seemed to be clear, but also seemed to be still chaotic, with flickering lights flickering in his eyes.

But his eyes were full of pain and distress, and Yang Qian's blood-stained face was imprinted in his eyes, as if carved in by a knife.

He squeezed out syllables between his teeth, "Go! You go! Xiaoqian...you go!"

In the next second, the clarity in his eyes disappeared, leaving only chaos.

With a slap, Yang Qian's face was turned sideways, and blood lines slipped from the corners of his lips, but his chin was already covered with dark blood, and the blood lines quickly merged with those blood stains, deep and shallow.

"...You have a good idea!" The person in front of him said in a gloomy voice, "Did him? You are not qualified yet."

"Did he tell you?" Yang Qian's face was still on the side, as if he had no strength, he simply leaned on the back of the chair, his head slightly drooping, and his voice was very low, "I taught him? For almost 20 years, he was by my side..."

"So what?" the person in front of him asked back, with a contemptuous tone.

Yang Qian chuckled, "So I know his weakness, and I know, as long as I touch this weakness...you can't trap him."

"Weakness?" The person in front of him frowned, "His weakness is just..."

The last word of these words came to an abrupt end, and the face of the person in front of him was livid with anger.

Lu Xiu's weakness is nothing more than Yang Qian.

For Yang Qian, he would not hesitate to turn against the family, destroy the family's plan, associate with evil spirits, and do all kinds of evil.He can do anything, but just to protect Yang Qian.

Yang Qian laughed again, his voice was as lazy as usual, "I just don't want to die yet, as long as I die, you will lose. Do you want to try?"

After saying this, Yang Qian suddenly raised his eyes to look at the person in front of him, and flickering lights flashed from those eyes, and he could clearly see the panic that could not be concealed.

Yang Qian was still smiling, and the expression in his eyes was a bit childish, as if he was eager to invite someone to play a game together.

"Try it?" Yang Qian asked this sentence, the laziness in his eyes faded, and a decisive light flashed in his eyes.

One second before he made a move, the person in front of him made a move, and then the overwhelming darkness hit, so the consciousness could no longer stay awake.

One second before he lost consciousness and fell into darkness, a thought flashed through Yang Qian's mind - I can't get over you?fart.

The two have been playing chess for many years, and he has been playing chess with this stinky chess basket since he was a child.Containing each other and playing games.

It's not clear in his heart that Lu Xiu can't beat him, but he doesn't want to defeat Lu Xiu, so he comes and goes, winning and losing, and what he wins is nothing more than the other party's compassion.

Just like the current situation, he didn't want to hurt Lu Xiu, and Lu Xiu didn't want to hurt him.

So they hold each other in check, can't win, can't lose.

Whether it is good or bad is hard to tell.

Well, it should count.That's what Yang Qian thought, at least after so many years of searching, he finally met him this time.

It's bad, it seems to be counted.I haven't seen you for many years, and the stinky chess player has grown up to be able to beat him...

In his drowsy dream, Yang Qian dreamed of the scene when he first found Lu Xiu again. He was in a state of confusion and not clear, and what came and went was just the sentence, Xiaoqian, go, you go.

Where are you going?Yang Qian asked him.

Lu Xiu pronounced the syllables with difficulty, the farther away from me the better.

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