The Poor Baby’s Manipulation Manual

Chapter 37: Friend's wife can't play (21)

"Ahe! I can spell this Gundam right away! When it's done, you can go with me to see my parents." The Qingxiu teenager lowered his head in embarrassment and looked shy. I’ll go to the identity, and the rest will be considered after we graduate."

"Why should I be an ordinary classmate!" The young Zhao He smiled and took the boy's hand, "I'm A Qing's boyfriend, and I want to get married in the future."

The woman on the ground is still crying and telling her that she hasn’t done too much. They are all instigated by those fox friends. Unlike young people who refuse to show their embarrassed posture even in desperate situations, Lin Yun kneeled forward and hugged tightly Lived in the man's legs, "A He, for the sake of helping you get through the difficulties in my house, I beg you... Ah!!!"

Before the woman had finished speaking, she was kicked fiercely, and Zhao He kicked her on the stomach, Lin Yun covered her abdomen, and the severe pain slowed her down for a long time before she looked up, "Zhao He! Don't forget !If it were not me, where did you have today!"

Deaf to her words, as long as the thought of everything that A Qing encountered was thanks to this woman, Zhao He could not wait to take her skin alive!

Blame this woman. If it weren't for her, he and A Qing would never have gone like this now!

Lin Yun's eyes have always been on the man, watching his abominable sight, and shed her tears. She has loved this man for eight years, and has observed him for eight years. For his fluctuating expression, Jane until the abnormal observation, now She saw his thoughts in Zhao He's eyes.

Being hated by someone she loves makes her really unacceptable!

Yan Xizhi didn't miss Lin Yun's painful sight. He brought people over, not just to see how desperate she would be?

This vicious woman loves Zhao He wholeheartedly.

Not enough, Yan Xizhi leaned against the wall and said, "Zhao He, she is your fiancee. I plan to send her to prison, and then invite a few people to "wait" every day to ensure that she will come out in her life. No, do you have an opinion?"

As soon as he heard the word prison, Lin Yun's eyes widened. "No! I won't go!" She didn't care about anything else. She firmly hugged the man's leg and begged him sadly: "Ahe! Crane! I can’t go to prison, I really can’t!”

"I, I can go abroad, I hide from afar, Ahe! You send me to go abroad! Please, Ahe, let me go, I promise that you will never appear in front of He Qing again in this life!"

Hearing the word He Qing, Zhao He clenched his hands tightly, his face expressionless.

Upon hearing this sentence, the woman breathed a sigh of relief, but Zhao He hadn't finished, "A Qing was humiliated at the beginning, Lin Yun also has to try it again."

"The hands are smashed and the legs are broken. None of these can be pulled down."

There are tears in the woman's eyes, which are different from the tears of fright and despair. This time, it is full of hate, "Ahe, do you have to be so unsympathetic?"

Zhao He looked at her eyes as if looking at a dead man, his lips lightened, his voice hoarse as if he had just climbed up from hell, "Yes, what you did to A Qing, you owe him Yes, I will let you bit by bit, and come back all the way!"

"It's desperate, you have to be sentimental." Yan Xizhi looked at the painful Lin Yu, satisfied, and not forgetting to insert a knife, "Zhao He seems to you that he has no affection from beginning to end, let's go, let I think about it, what was the first disgusting thing you did to A Qing?"

"Ah! Right! I remembered!" The disfigured man clapped his hands, and his tone was full of maliciousness. "First of all, I want to find a few men, and then prepare a camera. Lin Yun, do you like tramps? "

He looked at the woman who was shaking all over, with a smile on his face, but his eyes were full of indifference, "You may not like it, but they will like it. Although you can't look at this face without makeup, but at least the figure Not bad, the effect of the shooting is also very good..."

"You say yes, Miss Lin..."

The half-faced disfigured man's mouth was raised, and the once shining star became a hell's evil spirit. He lifted the woman kneeling on the ground, ignoring her desperate struggle, and dragged the person out.

"Ahe! Ahe! Ahe! Help me!" Lin Yun was frightened by Yan Xizhi's words, dragging her back like a farm animal to the door. She only had Zhao He in her eyes, but the man, His fiance just watched so she was dragged away.

"Zhao He!!" Lin Yun hissed: "Do you really think! He Qing was leaving because of my threat?"

Yan Xizhi's movement to the outside stopped, and Zhao He's hand on both sides flicked slightly, "Otherwise, what else could it be!"

"Because of you!" Lin Yun's face was full of madness: "Did you reveal to him that you need to marry? Isn't it that you never rejected my pursuit after an accident at home? The reason why you are not separated from him is just because You have no reason!"

"If it's not that you have been showing that you need me! How could he be willing to leave!"

Lin Yun laughed wildly, and said madly, "That day, I saw him! You didn't refuse the day I kissed you! He was watching outside the door."

Under Zhao He’s unbelievable gaze, the woman said, “The day after the photo was taken, he came to you and he saw us kissing, which is why he left.”

"Ahe..." Lin Yun smiled happily, his eyes full of madness, "It's not that I forced him away, it's you..."

"Ha ha ha ha ha!!! It's you!!! It's you..."

Yan Xizhi let go, and the crazy woman walked out the door with a smirk.

Behind Zhao He's expression, she didn't look back. Before struggling, one shoe was left there. Lin Yun took off the other shoe expressionlessly, with blood marks on her face and scattered hair. Embarrassed, his feet were cut off by blood from the debris on the ground, and under the sight of passers-by pointing, he walked all the way to the bridge.

Standing on the bridge, Lin Yun looked down at the pinhole on her arm. Her eyes were full of cowardice and hatred. She had seen the pain of those who had attacked. She absolutely did not want to be like that, even if she was going to die. Solve your own life!

She took out a total of five syringes from her clothes. With so many injections at one time, she would sleep forever without pain. Her hands were shaking and she picked up the syringe. The moment she was about to pierce her arm, she stopped suddenly. .

Why should she die so desperately, He Qing can be taken care of in the hospital!

Her hands did not know whether it was because of excitement or panic. She shook tremblingly. She took out her mobile phone from her clothes and looked at the young man with a painful green face. The woman poked her **** fingertips. Go on.

He Qing, let me finally give you a gift!

I hope you can be extremely painful, and I hope that Ahe can always remember me!

Looking at the reminder that was sent, Lin Yun's eyes were filled with tears, and she smiled indifferently. She went to get the syringe again, but found that her vision was blurred, her body was itchy, and the pain swept away in almost an instant. She, Lin Yun quickly picked up the syringe and poked her arm.

——The syringe fell to the ground.

The woman looked desperately at her uncontrollable hands, her legs softened, and her eyes widened, full of terror, falling from the bridge in the screams of passers-by and falling into the lake.

Just like the original fate of doctor He Qing, he couldn't struggle to die in awake.

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[Lin Yun is dead. ] Looking at the photos on the phone without coding, He Qinglue regretted, [How can he die so easily? I'm so relieved. 】

[Host, Zhao He’s goodwill is still only 99, please work harder. 】

【no solution anymore. ] He Qing looked straight at the door and stood upright. I don’t know how long Ning Feng has been standing. [That would only cheat! 】

However, what kind of situation is this Ning Feng.

I always feel something is not right.

Zhao He has never appeared in the hospital since that day. Feng Xinyang seems to have completely forgotten his original name. He greeted the young man in the hospital with Zhao He’s name, but no matter how hard he tried, He Qing’s face , Still worse than day by day.

During this time, vn had three episodes, and every time the young man resisted the past, he did not lose the madness of reason as before, and was surrounded by a hundred times of pain and itching, so that the young man even lost his ability to shout and move, he only In every attack, the body shivered and shrank into the man's arms, crying silently.

There was no crying, but it was more distressing than crying. Every time I looked at the young man's face as if he was going to die next time, both of them could not wait to replace them.

The two refer to Yan Xizhi and Feng Xinyang.

Ning Feng summoned the top experts to study vn antibody day and night. Only when the night is quiet and the young man is asleep, can he sit for a while beside his bed to see his sleeping face.

His heart doesn't know when he no longer has pain, he is cured, but he falls in love with ‘medicine’.

For no reason, it fell so inexplicably in love.

Now that there is hope, as long as half a month later, the first batch of drugs will appear, maybe A Qing can be cured...

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Zhao He was standing outside the door holding the Gundam, watching the young man inside being obsessed with the medicine. In just a few days, his lips were completely colorless, his face pale, but still warm, the man felt a little pain in his heart and left. Went in.

"A Qing, didn't you say you wanted to watch Gundam last time? You see..." The man handed Gundam forward, showing a tired smile, "I brought it to you."

This Gundam was built by him without wasting one minute and one second in these few days.

The young man looked at Gundam, and the clarity in his eyes slowly faded.

Zhao He didn't realize it. He was cautious and looked at the teenager with hope and hope, "A Qing, are you happy?"

With a white face, He Qing looked directly at the embarrassed man, "Zhao He."

He turned his head stiffly and looked at Feng Xinyang holding the bowl in his hand again, "Feng Xinyang."