Sprawling Marriage Color: President, one pet to the end

Surrounded by moonlight and fireflies lingering in the sky, she fell into an endless fog, and every step she took was blood-red.

The wound on the neck was burning, and a strange fragrance invaded her blood, gnawing at her consciousness.

so tired!it hurts!
She pushed open a door, wanting to go in and rest.After taking a shower in the bathroom, she sat at the desk, ready to remove her make-up and go to bed.

There was a curtain over the mirror, as if something bewitched her.Suddenly, she stretched out her hand and reached for the curtain.

The gorgeous curtain was slowly lifted, and a red dress floated faintly through the mirror.

The mirror surface seemed to be bleeding, and the faces in the mirror were stained red piece by piece!

Eyebrows appeared inch by inch, it was Xia Mengyao's smiling face!

"Meng Yao!"

Yun Qingluo turned around, but saw - the room was full of blood and corpses!
"what!"

She screamed and ran to the door, thinking of opening it, but found it locked!Of course she didn't know, Han Yajing passed by unintentionally and knew she was inside, so she locked the door!Han Yajing didn't want to see Yun Qingluo, even if only for a moment!
Those corpses suddenly floated up, pressing towards her step by step!
"Ah!" She held her head and screamed pitifully, "Don't come here! Don't come here!"

Something came out of his mind in a trance, but was firmly suppressed by a trace of clarity.

Just a little bit, she almost remembered it!

There seemed to be countless mirrors around her body, and Xia Mengyao smiled at her in the mirror.

Blood dripped from Xia Mengyao's forehead, tearing her face apart, revealing the white bones.

The white bones gradually healed and turned into another delicate face.That is--

A name surged through her mind, and the truth was torn before her eyes!

Five years passed hastily in the blood mist, and she was helpless in the darkness!

She fell to the ground, closed her eyes in despair, and two lines of tears slowly fell down.

"Green radish!"

Han Beichen rushed in from the outside, saw Yun Qingluo in a pool of blood, was shocked, and hurriedly picked her up.

She was trembling all over, and she was unconscious without any aim!
He drove the car and drove all the way back to the villa.

The doctor was already waiting outside the door and followed him to the top floor room.

"It's so cold!" Yun Qingluo couldn't stop trembling, her face was as pale as snow!
"Qingluo! I'm here! I'm holding you!" Han Beichen sat on the bed, hugged her tightly in his arms, and his heart ached.

The doctor checked the wound on her neck with a solemn expression: "She was poisoned, and the poison spread in her blood. Coupled with the closed environment, it produced a hallucinogenic effect!"

Han Beichen was burning with anxiety: "Treat me immediately!"

"She has been deeply poisoned and must be bled..." The doctor said hesitantly, "I don't know if she can bear it..."

Han Beichen's eyes seemed to be filled with blood, but it was only for a moment, and he immediately made a decision.

Seeing him nodding, the doctor couldn't bear it: "There is one more thing... since the poison has invaded the internal organs, it is best not to use anesthesia, otherwise, I am afraid there will be more serious consequences!"

Han Beichen's heart seemed to be torn apart, he was always decisive, but now he was trembling!
"Mr. Han, we can't delay any longer!" The doctor said, "Otherwise, your life will be in danger!"

Han Beichen closed his eyes and said in a broken voice, "Okay."

The doctor cut Yun Qingluo's wrist, but cut it on Han Beichen's heart in a daze.One knife, one knife, blood dripping!

"After the initial release of the poisonous blood, I will use other methods to completely remove the poison!" The doctor dealt with it very professionally and seriously.

"It hurts!" Yun Qingluo frowned and screamed in pain.

"Qingluo, don't be afraid, it will be fine soon!" Han Beichen comforted her distressedly.

"Han Beichen...why do you treat me like this...why do you always play the role of the savior after hurting me...to you...is I really just a plaything..."

"No! Qingluo, I'm sorry for you!" Han Beichen was extremely distressed.

"I'm sorry... heh... these three words... come out of your mouth... how rare... but how ironic... when I needed you the most... you abandoned me... you Let me be hurt by others...you like to appreciate my despair...I know...don't lie to me..."

"Qingluo, maybe you won't believe it, but I owe Mrs. Han too much! I can only..."

"You owe Han Shi too much...and what about me..." She smiled sadly, "As my man...have you ever thought...how much you owe me...have you ever thought... ...how should you repay..."

"Qingluo, I will treat you well in the future, and I will not hurt you again!"

"I won't trust you anymore... Han Beichen... You have no chance... You have no chance to hurt me again..."

Severe pain invaded her whole body, she closed her eyes tightly, and big and big teardrops kept sliding down.

After the doctor dealt with it, he put her on glucose, prescribed many medicines, and walked out.

Han Beichen ordered his servant to bring a bowl of red date soup, and picked up Yun Qingluo, intending to feed it to her.But she clenched her teeth tightly and refused to let in a drop of water.

"Qingluo, drink the medicine." His voice was gentle.

She stretched out her hand suddenly and smashed the soup bowl to the ground!

So he ordered his servant to bring another bowl of soup.

Still shattered by her.

Bowl after bowl of soup was broken again and again, the floor was covered with debris, and the room was full of pain.

"Han Beichen, I don't want to see you! I want to go home!"

She said, getting up from the bed with difficulty.

However, his whole body was weak and he fell to the ground.

Her legs were punctured with splinters, and her skirts were stained red with blood.

Han Beichen carried her to the bed, took the medicine box, and carefully disinfected and bandaged her.

She smiled coldly: "Such a game is fun for you, right? You haven't played enough after so many times? How long do you want to play? How many tricks do you have?"

Han Beichen restrained his tenderness, and looked cold: "Yun Qingluo, don't forget, you are the one who is sorry for me! I will never forgive you for pestering other men endlessly!"

"Since you think I'm a frivolous woman, why don't you let me go! Our marriage was originally a farce! Let me go, and we will never see each other from now on!"

"I won't let you go! I won't fulfill you and other men! Even if I hate you, don't even try to run away from me!"

"Ridiculous! Ridiculous possessiveness!" Yun Qingluo closed her eyes, unwilling to say any more.

Han Beichen stood by her side, seeing that the bottle bottomed out, he replaced it with a new bottle.

Su Manrou called and said sadly: "Beichen, you guys are going on vacation, why didn't you call me? I've been waiting to be with you! If Yajing hadn't told me, I wouldn't have known about it!"

Han Beichen was displeased: "Where am I going, do I need to tell you?"

"Didn't you say that? We are friends! Aren't friends supposed to eat and play together? Beichen, even if you don't accept my intentions for a while, it doesn't matter! We can still be the same as before! At least you still wanted to see each other before." Me, but now, you deliberately avoid me! Could it be because of Yun Qingluo! Because of her, you are going to stay away from all female friends!"

"Yes!" After Han Beichen said this word, he hung up the phone.

He went to the bathroom, took a shower, then returned to the bed, poured a glass of warm water, and wanted to give Yun Qingluo medicine.

Yun Qingluo's teeth were closed tightly, he took the medicine in his mouth, held her lips, and sent it in.

He lay beside her, hugged her tightly, and looked at her quietly, with endless pain in his heart.

She frowned, as if caught in some nightmare.