"Speak!" Xuanyuan Luo threw her off and shouted. Shen Jingli fell to the ground, but she was still motionless. She just fell to the ground, her eyes full of stagnant water. Perhaps her heart had died long ago, but she had always been lying to herself. She wanted to live happily, live happily. It turned out that when the disaster came, she could be so numb.
Her indifference irritated Xuanyuan Luo, who grabbed her from the ground and dragged her to the big bed. Xuanyuan Luo raised his hand, and Shen Jingli's body flew out like a broken catkin lightly and landed on the big bed. Xuanyuan Luo tore off the gauze on her body and leaned over her body. He pressed down on Shen Jingli, and his lips pressed down hard. The bright red blood became rampant between their lips instantly. The blood spread
