Many things seem reasonable for mentally ill patients like Lu Zhao, but they look crazy to normal people.

She couldn't let herself get along with him like this.

Lu Zhao.

Too dangerous.

Huo Xue was being held by him at this moment.

She began to panic and wanted to leave while Lu Zhao was asleep.

But her hand was suddenly locked, and the feeling of being held by the man was like being pinched by iron clamps. Her wrist bones were pinched and painful, and under absolute strength, her bones seemed to be crushed at any time.

"Let go!" Huo Xue shouted sharply.

But the man behind him not only did not answer her, but instead used Huo Xue's wrist to pull her back into his arms, like a ferocious lion who had obtained a new toy, and he refused to let go no matter what, so stubborn that made people sweat on their foreheads.

From the time she started to struggle to the time she gave up the struggle, the other party's strength was still getting heavier and he even began to slimly crush her arm bones.

She began to feel his gloomy weather.

Sick.

Paranoid.

Possessed.

Desire to control.

All of them made fear appear in her eyes.

Yes, she was even afraid, she was afraid of such a sense of helplessness.

The man wrapped her hands and ground, and his jaw hit her shoulders as if he wanted to imprison Huo Xue in his body.

Tightly.

It seems to be able to suffocate people with force.

She finally began to understand what Mr. Li said to her: In the face of absolute power, any skill is futile.

The routine is skin, and the strength is bone.

Does Lu Zhao already have such terrible strength?

Huo Xue reduced the strength to struggle, but the man behind him was still tightening inch by inch, then his hot body was pressed against her. Then the lower jaw that hit her shoulders slipped, and two soft and cold pieces were pressed against her shoulders. After the gentle touch, there was a severe pain that penetrated her skin!

Lu Zhao began to bite her neck.

It seemed as if he was about to tear her apart, his teeth even bit through her skin.

Then, the man who was not satisfied with this pulled her in front of him, bullied her to press Huo Xue, and then took her lips.

Huo Xue's eyes were flashing with fear, and both palms were injured, but his arms were suppressed.

Because the skirt was long enough to her ankles, it tightly restricted her. In order to prevent her from moving, Lu Zhao pressed one of her knees between her legs and suppressed one of them, while the other leg was also firmly pressed.

Huo Xue's eyes were filled with disgust, and an idea couldn't help but emerge from her mind.

She hid a dagger under her pillow.

Lu Zhao is so close to her now, how likely will the sneak attack be successful?

She did not defend herself anymore, but guided Lu Zhao to change direction bit by bit.

The man who kept asking for it did not notice this, because Huo Xue's arms were locked firmly, and only his wrists could move.

Huo Xue slowly touched her palm under the pillow.

Move up slowly.

Finally, she took advantage of his strongest mood and turned her wrists.

"laugh--"

The dagger pierced deep into his abdomen.

Her palms had been sewn and also felt a burst of pain. I wonder if the wound was cracked.

The man on his body stiffened for a moment, and then he turned out to be like a beast that broke the can and sucked and bit her lips more vigorously. The teeth were pried open by the tip of the tongue that was hit hard, and then the spiritual tongue penetrated into her mouth, forcing her tongue to sweep the other's tongue.

The soft and thick flesh of fragrance was greedily grabbed by the man, as if a storm was coming, and the two soft tongues kept rubbing and sucking, and the fluids of each other were merged together.

A man is like a beast, asking for it without restraint.

Huo Xue moved the dagger between his waist half an inch in because of his approach.

The dagger stabbed forward again.

At this time.

A warm liquid kept flowing out and spreading to Huo Xue's body. The moisture and heat quickly touched her clothes, and the warm current flowed down.

It flowed out like a small fountain sprayed out.

Huo Xue was stunned.

So much blood!

She must have scratched his artery!

But the man seemed to have no feeling, and he kept sucking and biting her, approaching her, and he didn't care whether the dagger penetrated the man's body.

Soon, she could sense that the bed sheets under her were soaked.

But the force that was wrapped around her could not be removed.

Lu Zhao's tongue stirred her, and even bit her like punishment.

Gradually, she noticed that Lu Zhao's arms were getting colder and colder. There was even a sign of coldness and stiffness. Cold sweat continued to emerge on the man's forehead, and a bet fell on her hair.

She tried to break free, but her body was stiff and it became even more difficult to get rid of such confinement.

But he still did not let go of her hands, and bit her lips fiercely like a stubborn beast.

finally.

His movements became slower and slower, and he finally stopped moving.

"Lu Zhao..."

She moved and called out.

Through the faint moonlight cast from the window, she saw clearly his closed eyes and pale and weak lips. It seemed as if as long as she let him dry the blood here, he would die.

She had never seen Lu Zhao's powerless side before.

Moreover, Huo Xue could sense that his hands and feet were beginning to become cold.

This book was first published by Xiaoxiang Academy, please do not reprint it!
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