"Hey, isn't it, it's just a fruit."

Rope looked at the girl who burst into tears, moved closer, and wiped her face with a handkerchief.

The act of intimacy was not abrupt. During this period of time, Luo Pei made progress gradually, and Wu Tiao Wuhui had already acquiesced to all his actions on her body.

"If you like it, I'll get you something new in a few days that you don't have in winter. Don't look at me like this, as long as I am not too exaggerated, I can realize my wish, like Aladdin's magic lamp?"

In human society, money plays a more common role than strength.

The summary is-sorry, money means being able to do whatever you want.

"no……"

Putting down the apple, Wu Tiao Wuhui pushed away Luo Pei's hand and said softly.

"It's just a sudden thought, is it really good that Mr. Rope's time is wasted on people like me... You should have a better place than mine."

"Say that again." Rope sighed.

"Do you think I was forced to see you?"

"Do not……"

"That's not it. Isn't Ms. Wu Tiao Wuhui so arrogant that she thinks she can judge whether I'm doing something right or wrong with her subjective consciousness?"

"No, no, no!"

The long-haired sick beauty shook her head in a panic, wiping tears from the corners of her eyes.

"How could I... It's just a little uneasy. I am really happy that Mr. Rope can take care of me like this. Even if he is selfish, I want to continue this life...until my life reaches the end."

She lowered her head and clenched the sheets tightly.

"At the same time, I think it's too mean to be like this. In the end, I was the only one who left with a happy smile. Mr. Rope could not get anything from me. I was of no use."

"From tomorrow, Mr. Rope will not come..."

There are such dying memories, even if you die, you will be smiling, right?

What I can do is to let Mr. Luo Pei leave far away, so as not to feel sad after hearing the news of "Wu Tiao Wuhui's death."

When he forgot about Wu Tiao Wu painted this person, he could keep smiling.

Speaking against his will, Wu Tiao Wu-e's heart seemed to be torn in half, which was pain far beyond the reach of illness. She finally understood that in those TV dramas, the unrequited sadness of the girls after they fell in love with each other was not just empty talk.

And Rope just sat.

He quietly listened to the girl's words, and the ward was very quiet for a while.

"Is that so."

He nodded, Wu Tiao Wuhui's body shook.

But unlike what the girl imagined next, Rope did not leave the ward in a stride after being angry, but walked towards his position.

"Huh?...Um!"

The control of the body was taken away.

The black-haired young man held her hands, pulled her somewhat arrogantly, and kissed Wu Tiaowu's cherry lips.

The two separated.

Luo wore a scrutiny gaze, looking at the chronically ill beauties with some crashes in their brains.

"Do you always think of me as a "predator"? So good, as you wish, I take away the only value you have left. In this way, you can feel a little more at ease, right? Ashamed, the bullying of men and women, although I haven't done it for a while, it still stays in my bones anyway. So I am going to use it on you again. "

As Rope's former "god killer" said this, there is nothing wrong with it.

He was a little bit sick of underestimating Wu Tiao Wuhui, but he didn't expect this girl to have reached such a stage. When I walked into her heart, he added even more onerous worries to her.

In that case, it might as well cut the mess with a sharp knife and get a straight ball.

She came back to her senses and understood the meaning of Rope's words.

Wu Tiao Wuhui said tremblingly, forbearing the tears that almost came out of his eyes because of happiness.

"...Mr. Rope, I won't live long."

"I know."

"If you want to hug me, I can't bear it..." Her voice became very low.

The Japanese word "hug" does not only mean "hug", but has a profound meaning-to explore the mystery of the body between men and women.

"Uh... please look at my face carefully, please feel your conscience. If I don't care if you want to hug you, do you think you can resist?"

"……sorry."

Luo Pei looked at Wu Tiao Wu-e with a look of embarrassment and did not know what to do, and suddenly laughed to himself and muttered quietly.

"Like a pet, really cute..."

"Mr. Rope?"

"No, it's nothing."

He smiled and shook his head.

"What I said just now will not be taken back. I have always been a quick-witted guy. Mistura, now, here is an answer to me."

Can I really have this happiness in the end?

The ultimate happiness of a woman is tantamount to having a sweetheart who she likes, and that sweetheart confessed to her in person.

Wu Tiao Wue was entangled, but in the end he couldn't defeat his little wish.

The waywardness of the last time in life-

"...I promise you, Mr. Rope."

After saying this, she seemed to have lost all strength, just looking down at her fingertips.

After a long time, Rope let out a sigh of relief, as if he had accomplished something.

"nailed it."

Chapter 9: The Girl Who Prepares for Cure, Takes Medicine