Dressed as a petite jerk

The man turned his head back, his somewhat pale face was filled with cold and bloodthirsty impatience, and his eyes as dark as night shot out a venomous light like a poisonous snake.

But looking at the last pair of clear eyes full of grievances after falling?

"Uncle, it hurts so much, I seem to be standing... I can't stand up, can you help me?"

Mo Jiuqin didn't move, but still stared at Luo Qingci.

No one can lie under his scrutiny!

But staring and staring, the girl's eyes were filled with tears, and she was still struggling hard, and following the girl's struggle, he saw the ground on the girl's knee...

"Blood?"

Suddenly something unknown rolled in his eyes, he turned around, jumped off the fence, and walked towards Luo Qingci step by step.

As soon as he squatted down, Luo Qingci hugged the man's arm with both hands without hesitation: "Uncle, can you help me?"

At this moment, she is wearing a plain white gauze skirt, but her pair of legs are whiter than the skirt, and the bright red blood seeps from the broken skin, which is extra alluring...

Mo Jiuqin's eyes suddenly darkened a little.

"How do you want me to help you?" The man's voice was surprisingly pleasant.

Luo Qingci looked at this handsome face that was [-]-[-]% similar to that of the main god, and there was a bit of real expectation in his eyes.

"Uncle, I think you are a good person, could you please take me to the hospital?"

"Hmm... If you weren't here, I would have died here, and no one would know if I died here."

The word "death" made the man's emotions agitated again: "Then you... why are you here."

"I am in a bad mood!"

Luo Qingci's tone was soft, full of sadness: "My fiancé had a child with my sister behind my back, and there was an affair, and he was afraid of affecting his career, so he forced me to admit that I had broken up with him a long time ago. ..."

When he said this, Luo Qingci lowered his eyes and cried even more sadly: "But uncle, I'm in so much pain..."

She knew why Luo Wenrou took this man as a spare tire.

——This man is wearing a high-end suit that fits his temperament, a watch worth millions, and looks like a monster, can he not attract people's covetousness?

That's why Luo Wenwen cried in front of him like this in her last life, and told him: "Obviously Brother Xiuyuan and I really love each other, but why did my sister destroy us?"

"As long as she asks, we are willing to give her anything..."

"But sister...how can she affect brother Xiuyuan's career, how can she intentionally ruin my reputation, how can she harm us?"

"Sister, doesn't she know that love is the purest and cleanest thing in this world?"

and so--

"Obviously, as long as my sister wants, I can give her anything. My mother passed away early, and my sister is the real daughter of the family. She will take away everything I have liked since I was a child."

"As long as she says she wants brother Xiuyuan, I wouldn't dare to fight her."

"But how could she steal?"

"Love is the purest and cleanest thing in this world. How could my sister and Jiang Xiuyuan be so defiled?"

The man's eyes were filled with blood: "Yes, love is the cleanest thing in this world. All dirty things that destroy love should die!"

At this moment, the murderous intent rising from the man was so boundless that even Luo Qingci was a little scared.

She gritted her teeth, and retracted her body into the man's arms: "So uncle, I really hurt, it hurts when I bleed, here I..."

She grabbed his big palm and dropped it to her heart, looking at her with teary eyes: "It hurts too here."