Male God, a Little Su

Chapter 1364: Sharkman anchor 87

   Chapter 1364

  Su Yan: "..."

  These two people are sick, so I'm sure.

  It’s okay to have one more knife and one less knife than anyone else?

  Sheng Jinshu leaned on the sofa, spreading his hands indifferently, "I can do it all."

  Always live longer than this weak chicken, and—

  Is he really willing to die?

  Sheng Jinshu does not believe it.

  Seeing that Cheng Qian was still dawdling, his face getting paler and paler, Su Yan could only reach out to pull him.

   "Cheng Qian! Stop making trouble!"

   "Hmm—pain—"

  Cheng Qian smiled bitterly, he fell into Su Yan's arms and groaned in pain, clutching his heart, the palm of his hand was a thick blood.

   "Rouge, if I die, will you be able to forgive me?"

  Su Yan pursed her lips, her eyes were flustered and her breathing became unstable.

   "Rouge, Rouge... forgive me? Huh?"

   The man whispered, begging, grasping her hand, "Don’t let me die and live in your resentment, Rouge~"

  Su Yan's eyelids twitched, "I forgive you, can't I forgive you?"

  She helped Cheng Qian stand up and said in a quick tone, "Cheng Qian, I beg you, can you stop the bleeding quickly? You are really going to die like this!"

  Sheng Jinshu gave Cheng Qian an angry glance.

  This scheming dog!

  If Su Yan's knife hit his heart, he would have been unable to live long ago, and there is still time to pester Su Yan here begging for forgiveness?

  Actually, Cheng Qian can't hold it anymore, but he is betting.

  Yes, he is a pervert, he is scheming.

  To bet on Su Yan with his life, reluctant to bet on Su Yan’s kindness.

  It turns out that he won the bet.

  It doesn’t matter if you lose, it’s just one life at most, he is very happy to die in Su Yan's hands.

"good."

  Cheng Qian lost a triumphant look at him, with a pale face, covering his hands, half leaning against Su Yan and walking towards his studio.

  Sheng Jinshu's temples bulged, strode over to pull up the pretending Cheng Qian, and took him towards the door without pity.

  Su Yan looked dumb, is it really okay to be so rude?

"Hold……"

  Cheng Qian took a breath, gritted his teeth and burst into foul language.

  Su Yan was still in the living room, and he cursed in a low voice, "Sheng Jinshu, do you really want me to die?"

   "Oh?" Sheng Jinshu raised her eyebrows, not smiling, "Aren't you eager to die? I'm not okay with you now?"

He grabbed Cheng Qian's hand and pressed his fingerprints, the door slowly opened to both sides, and he pushed Cheng Qian forward, "So you die quickly, don't save yourself. So that I can live with Yan Yan two people happily. The world."

"Ah……"

  Cheng Qian licked his lips, staggered to the front of the operating table, pulled out a medicine from the drawer and pierced it into his arm expertly.

   "The beauty you want! Even if I am a ghost, I have to be a wife with Yan Yan!"

   "You're so **** sinister."

  Sheng Jinshu folded his arms and leaned against the door, watching with cold eyes that Cheng Qian gasped for a second after finishing the medicine, his complexion looked much better. Next, untied the clothes and started to stop the bleeding.

   "You are cold-blooded, and your brother is unsure about the life or death here. Do you still have the face to watch the fun?" Cheng Qian did not show any weakness, even if only half a step away from death.

   "Hey, good people don't live long, and they will leave you for thousands of years."

  Sheng Jinshu sneered, "You have long seen that Rouge's knife didn't pierce your heart at all, so act less."

  In front of him, Cheng Qian had nothing to hide.

  He sat on the operating table, wiped the wound with an alcohol sponge in his tweezers, and his smile became brighter because of the pain.

   "Yan Yan can't bear it, after all--" He smiled provocatively in Sheng Jinshu, "I can make her more comfortable than you."

  (End of this chapter)