Chapter 217

Xiao Yihan came over to support her dotingly, his eyes were so tender and affectionate that dripping water: "Let's go, Qin Yi, be careful of the fetus in your womb."

"Well, son-in-law, you are so kind!" Qin Yi looked at Xiao Yihan and smiled sweetly, and the two left together.

Yang Qingqing lay pale in the bloody ground, obviously all those tender feelings belonged to her, but in the end, she was just a tool.

She is unwilling, she hates.

The ethereal voice came with bewilderment: "Yang Qingqing, pick up the sword on the ground and kill them. Your lover betrayed you. He must die. Go and kill him!"

Yang Qingqing looked at the sword on the ground, it was this sword that killed her, was her lover the school grass or Xiao Yihan?

"Stupid person, who doesn't know who he loves? If you didn't love him, how could you have done so many times with him? If you didn't love him, how could you trust him so much? You love him, Xiao Yihan!" The voice carried Bewitched came.

Does she love Xiao Yihan?How could she not know.

"No, I don't love anyone!" Yang Qingqing picked up the sword on the ground and threw it towards the source of the sound.

"The door of resentment, break it!" came an ethereal voice.

"Damn, such a cheating plot is also coming to fool me?" Yang Qingqing despised.

Then she looked at Xiao Yihan who was hugging her yearningly, and knew that he had also fallen into the formation, but it was a dream.

"Miss, the child has gone out to play, let's have another one!" Xiao Yihan's expression was pampered.. spoiled.

"Pfft~ I still think about bang bang in my dream, and I'm not afraid of bang bang." Yang Qingqing's mouth twitched a hint of sarcasm.

After she saw Xiao Yihan's face clearly, she was a little worried, his strength was losing.Hastily broke free from his arms.

Patting Xiao Yihan's face: "Hey, wake up, those are all fake!"

He didn't show any signs of waking up, and he was addicted to making little people and couldn't extricate himself.

Yang Qingqing looked at the small tent that was propped up under him, stretched out her hand and pinched it vigorously, and shouted: "If you don't wake up, I will destroy you!"

Xiao Yihan's face was a little puzzled, isn't the lady already trained and taught to be very good?How did you become rude again?

It seems that his wife has never listened to him, so why did she take the initiative to fall in love with him before.

Xiao Yihan frowned slightly, it turned out that the obedient lady was a fake.

He knew it a long time ago, but he missed her so obediently and obediently, and fell into it unconsciously.

When he opened his eyes, there was a pain in his lower body. Yang Qingqing was pinching his somewhere, looking at him with ferocious and worried eyes.

"Miss, you almost crippled your husband!" Xiao Yihan's eyes were full of resentment.

"Tch~ You almost died from the loss of strength, you are so weak!" Yang Qingqing despised him.

Xiao Yihan was very curious: "Lady, what is your illusion?"

Yang Qingqing looked at his curious face, so she put on a show and smiled slyly: "I, in the illusion, you turned into an ugly monster, and you were disgusted by Qinyi's little bitch. I beat you with a whip every day, and I woke up!"

Xiao Yihan patted her head with his fingers: "Miss, don't you?"

"It's really nothing, it's so boring, it's like a dream!" Yang Qingqing didn't want to say, after all, those were fake.

But when the sword in his hand pierced her, she was indeed very sad, and even now she felt a little pain in her lower abdomen.

Yang Qingqing looked down, and the skirt between her legs was stained with little red blood.

Xiao Yihan smelled blood, put his arms around Yang Qingqing, looked at the blood stains between her legs, and asked with concern: "Why are you injured?"

As she said that, she wanted to lift her skirt to see what was going on.

Yang Qingqing's face was pale from blood loss, and her lower abdomen hurt.

(End of this chapter)

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