Jinmu Qingli

"No..." Mu Qingli kicked her bloody feet, trying to stay away from the severed head, but the surroundings of the bathtub were wet with blood, no matter how hard she kicked her head, she still slid down and returned to the original sitting position.

When every man was treated like this by the waiter and the bathtub was filled with blood, Mu Qingli fainted completely, because he felt that all this was so disgusting, so disgusting that even his soul was dirty.

Day three...

"Yu Jinxian...can you let me out?" Mu Qingli breathed weakly, her voice was so hoarse that it seemed to be torn apart.

"No way, Qingli, there are still four days..." Yu Jinxian's dark eyes looked deeply at Mu Qingli's pale and bloodless face, and gently kissed Mu Qingli's forehead, fingering Calmly pressing the button next to the bathtub, the cold blood flowed down the bathtub, and the bright red vortex condensed into souls, which were sent to the place of salvation they said.

Day [-]...

As soon as Yu Jinxian entered the door, she saw Mu Qingli's half-opened eyes, with a deep begging in the bottom of her eyes.The corners of Yu Jinxian's mouth curled up, and she walked slowly to Mu Qingli's side, lowered her head and kissed the corners of Mu Qingli's chapped lips, and said affectionately, "Did you miss me?"

Mu Qingli swallowed his saliva with difficulty, wriggled his dry lips, and said angrily: "Yes... I miss you... Can you let me go out..."

After days of torture, Mu Qingli's eyes gradually became bloodshot, and he became emaciated beyond recognition.

"No, it's all for your own good, dear..."

"No..." There was no longer a tear in his eyes, and he looked at Yu Jinxian with deep despair.Mu Qingli grabbed Yu Jinxian's corner with all her strength, but in the end she was held by Yu Jinxian and accompanied him to watch the bloodletting performance.

Day [-]...

The bathroom was filled with the smell of blood. Mu Qingli stared blankly at the bloody surface in the bathtub. His face was reflected on the sinful surface at this moment, but in fact it had already sunk to the bottom. Quietly strangle him, so that he can't live or die.

When Yu Jinxian came in, he saw Mu Qingli like this. It would be a lie to say that he didn't feel sorry for him, but who could understand his difficulties?Mu Qing wanted to leave simply, but his simplicity became his bottom line.

Yu Jinxian walked in, but Mu Qingli remained motionless.The slender eyelashes drooped down, casting a shadow, and the dark eyes were full of loneliness. After a while, everything disappeared, only eyes full of tenderness and doting, quietly looking at Mu Qingli.

"Baby..." Yu Jinxian murmured softly, but Mu Qingli remained motionless, as if he was the only one in the bathroom.

Yu Jinxian's chest heaved and his eyes were a little red. He turned his head to look at the seven new men who came in. He took the waiter's knife and quickly chopped off the head of the man in front with a wave.

Blood splashed all over the ground, and the man's head was sliced ​​and rolled on the ground several times before his eyes were closed.

Mu Qingli's slender eyelashes trembled, and he stared blankly at the headless neck resting on the bathtub, continuously spurting blood from the tendons, and gradually flowing along the bathtub to his legs...

Day [-]...

Yu Jinxuan walked into the bathroom, and coldly glanced at the sinful bathroom, whether it was on the wall, the sink or the floor, there were bloodstains that could not be erased, and the blood that had accumulated over the past few days slowly precipitated into deep red.

Walking up to Mu Qingli softly, lightly pressing the button next to the bathtub, stroking Mu Qingli's bloodless face with long and slender fingers, tracing the thin outline bit by bit, the dark eyes brewing unknown look.

"I hate you."

The voice seemed to be squeezed out of the throat, dry and hoarse, as small as a mosquito.

"Chi——" Yu Jinxian suddenly laughed out loud, suppressing the hatred in Mu Qingli's eyes, staring at Mu Qingli with seductive eyes and said with a smile: "Willing to talk? There is one more day, stick to it." .”