48: Chapter 48 No Family

Chapter 48 No Family

The bathroom was filled with dense water vapor. The warm water slid down his chest, gathering a small stream of water on the muscles of his waist and abdomen. There were a few ambiguous red marks on his muscular abdomen. Through the mirror, he could see more absurd evidence on his back. 0

She wiped off the mist on the mirror and tilted her head slightly. She could see the scratches on her lower jaw. The blood beads on it had already congealed. On his cold and handsome face, there was a bit of bloody sexiness.

This woman looked weak, but her strength was not small.

Murong Jue looked at the marks on her body and did not feel anything. These words were far less destructive than what she had said.

Murong Jue stared at him in the mirror for a long time. His face was cold and his heart was hard, but he would not be distracted by such a simple curse. However, why did his chest stagnate just now and he was unable to breathe.

After a while, the person in the mirror smiled. His face was pale and handsome, and his teeth were white.

Hate me?

If he hated her, he would hate her anyway.

He packed himself and walked out. Ruan Chuchu was still lying on the bed with a thin quilt wrapped around his waist. His slender arms were exposed, and there were red marks on them. This was much more terrifying than the one she had left on him. Her long hair was messy and covered her face. She looked miserable and pitiful.

She didn't expect that before she left, Murong Jue walked over and squatted in front of her. She stretched out her hand and pulled her hair away, revealing a slightly flushed face.

Her thumb was grinding on her smooth face. The coldness in her eyes seemed to have been softened by the light, and it seemed to carry something called gentleness.

Her eyelashes were wet and trembling, as if she couldn't sleep well. Her long eyelashes seemed to have a layer of light when she looked at them like this. Murong Jue stretched out her hand her eyelashes. Her slender fingers looked like a piece of beautiful jade under the light, pleasing to the eye.

As if it was fun, he got closer.

In an instant, Ruan Chuchu opened his eyes. His eyes were incomparably clear and did not look like they had just woken up.

"Haven't slept yet?" "Wait for me?" Murong Jue looked at her with a faint smile.

Ruan Chuchu held a wooden thorn in her hand. It was from the soldiers in the room, and it was brought by her. Now, it was pressed against Murong Jue neck with a sharp part. The hot water was steaming there and there were some slight scratches on it.

She forcefully controlled her trembling hand and glared at him like she was crying blood. She seemed to be saying," I will really kill you."

As for Murong Jue, her face remained unchanged. Her hand was still placed on her face, and she gently and flirtatiously scratched her face. There was also a lingering charm in the room, making it look like a warm scene.

"You still don't want to do it?" "Are you afraid that my blood will splash on your face?" Murong Jue maintained his movements and looked at her gently.

She exerted strength in her hand, and the sharp sword of the wooden thorn immediately pierced through the weak skin on her neck. Blood immediately oozed out of it, but Murong Jue still looked at her, her expression not changing.

He looked at her with a cold face, but his movements were very gentle.

Ruan Chuchu's pupils trembled and she threw away the thing in her hand with a soft sound.

Her originally tight shoulders relaxed and she closed her eyes in exhaustion.

Murong Jue smiled." You're more timid than I thought."

"I won't become like you." Her voice was extremely hoarse, and there was a dull exhaustion.

A person like him?

Murong Jue stared at her face for a while, but did not deal with the wound on her neck. She reached out and hugged her. Ruan Chuchu was shocked," What are you doing?"

He didn't say anything. He directly carried her to the bathroom and forcefully placed her into the bathtub.

"If you want to sleep in my bed, just wash it clean."

"Who wants to sleep in your bed! "I want to go back!"

Murong Jue pulled the clothes off her and turned to leave.

Ruan Chuchu stayed behind and sat in the bathtub. When she regained her senses, the hot water was already reaching the edge.

His sore body was soaked in hot water and seemed to be relieved. Ruan Chuchu wanted to stand up, but his feet slipped and the back of his head hit the bathtub.

Her tears immediately began to ache, and all her grievances surged out in an instant. Why was she the unlucky one?

She covered her eyes with both hands. Her tears were hotter than the water. No matter what, she could not warm her cold body from inside. After a long time, her eyes were red and swollen with tears. She probably sobbed silently for too long, and her brain was a little lacking in oxygen. She only felt dizzy.

She felt her body sliding down. The warm water around her was like an embrace. She had not experienced the embrace of the person who brought her to this world for a long time.

She had been alone for too long. In the Ruan family, she was an adopted daughter with no status. And here, she was also a pet that that person kept. Who was she?

Where was her home?

There was clearly a warm place in his memory, but it had been too long before his memory had become mottled.

However, the water that gradually enveloped her reminded her that she had also been held tenderly and tenderly.

Her lips were dry. Before her consciousness became blurry, she called out in a low voice," Mommy."

After Murong Jue processed some documents, she threw the computer aside and smoked a cigarette on the balcony.

She returned to her room with a cold mist. Ruan Chuchu hadn't come out yet. She knocked on the door and no one answered.

Murong Jue didn't care if he was waiting for the murder that she had prepared. She pushed open the door and went in. A soft, white and slender body was displayed in front of him. Her long hair rippled in the water like seaweed, making her look beautiful and charming.

"Ruan Chuchu!" When Murong Jue saw the scene in front of her, she was shocked. She immediately went forward and pulled her out of the water. She anxiously patted her pale face." Ruan Chuchu! Wake up! "Wake up!"

She carried the wet person onto the bed and pressed her lower abdomen. It was artificial respiration and patting her back. The unconscious person choked on his saliva before opening his eyes and looking at him in confusion.

Murong Jue was originally panicking, but when she saw her deflated eyes, she suddenly couldn't say anything.

She could not kill him and leave, but she could choose to kill herself.

This was the confrontation she had chosen.

Perhaps he hadn't woken up yet, but when he had lost control and pinched his chin, Ruan Chuchu still did n' t react. His big eyes were like two reflective mirrors, showing the man's lost composure.

"Ruan Chuchu! You better live well for me. Don't you want to leave? If you want to leave, just think of a way. If you want to live cleanly, I'll give you a chance. "Stop fucking committing suicide for me!"

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