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In the Japanese consulate, several people in white coats were reporting to Keiko Kuromiya.

"Miss Keiko, in two days, our newly developed virus will reach a morbidity rate of 70.00%, and it can be put into use at that time. Do you want to release it for a test?"

Kuromiya Keiko looked in the direction of the tea room on the second floor, seemed a little distracted, and then suddenly looked away: "No need, it seems that Duan Yelin has been alarmed, it will be difficult to deal with it at that time, and I missed the general's attack plan, you I can't afford it. You concentrate on your research, and I will notify you when the time is right."

"Yes!" The group of people in white coats left the stage.

Kuromiya Keiko took a few puffs of cigarettes, then walked upstairs gracefully and gracefully, pushed open the door of the tea room, saw Changling chanting sutras inside, and sat beside him naturally, resting her head on his shoulder: "I heard ? Satisfied?"

Chang Ling's body froze for a moment, he neither dared to push her away nor dared to say anything.

In the past few days, he lived in the Japanese consulate. Because of what Keiko Kuromiya said, he dared not leave, and Keiko Kuromiya would make such intimacy from time to time, although it was not too much, but for Chang Ling who had never been close to women In terms of it, it is a big challenge.

Although Kuromiya Keiko relied on her beloved, her heart was very cold.Such forced meekness is essentially meaningless.

But she lost her heart, and if she couldn't get this person, what was left for her?

She said quietly: "I'm curious, how far can you sacrifice for the so-called sentient beings?"

Changling turned his head to look at her, and only saw her beautiful forehead: "Karma retribution, you hurt others, and you will eventually get retribution on yourself. I don't want to see them suffer, and naturally I don't want to see you suffer either."

Hearing this, Keiko Kuromiya sat up straight, with a little expectation in her eyes: "Are you caring about them, or me?"

That scorching expectation is too hot, and it will make people panic if it falls on anyone, let alone Changling?

He looked into Kuromiya Keiko's eyes, lowered his eyebrows a little hastily, and said in a low voice: "All living beings are equal, so what's the difference in caring about whom?"

His eyes turned cold just a little bit, Kuromiya Keiko felt a little weak in his body, and slowly knelt down: "Yeah... I think too much..."

I don't know what to say, but looking at her disappointed eyes, Chang Ling felt a bit reluctant, and said to her, "What else do you need me to do before you really stop?"

Just now he heard clearly that in a few days, those life-threatening medicines will be successfully developed.

Kuromiya Keiko smiled coolly, stretched out her hand to pinch Changling's chin, and forced him to look directly into her eyes: "If I said, I want you to stay with me all night?"

"You..." Changling was taken aback by such bold and outrageous words, and his whole person lost his dignity, and stepped back severely, "Wen Hui, don't talk nonsense."

"Are you willing to call me by my name now? Changling, you heard me right, and I said it right, so what, do you agree or not?" Keiko Kurogong no longer cared about cleaning up her face in front of Changling, anyway. Whether he has no heart for himself, it doesn't matter at all whether he is a pure beauty or a prodigal villain.

Or just let him hate himself, and hate can make him remember that he once met such a woman, which is better than being forgotten by him, and only compared with those ordinary people.

"You don't need to answer, I already understand your refusal." She stood up and pushed the door of the tea room open, "Don't say that I will force you to stay, if you can't do it, let you go. I think you should... go. "

Only I know that every word is a nail, piercing my heart.

"Wen Hui."

"My bed does not lack men, let alone you, a monk! After staying with you for a few days, I think you are very boring. Compared with the men I have played with before, it is really far behind! You go!"

After yelling, Keiko Kuromiya ran back to her room, locked the door, and slowly squatted down with her back against the door, covering her face and crying.

My heart hurts, like a piece of meat has been dug out, blood is dripping, and it is also poured with wind, whistling.

It turns out that it is better to be absent than to be absent.

If he is not by your side, you will not be able to see his indifference, hear his estranged words, you can deceive yourself and others, and you can wishful thinking.But he is by your side, every second seems to be torturing you.

It's really cruel, who is not good to fall in love with, but him?

In the tea room, Changling didn't leave because of Keiko Kuromiya's words, but when he got up, he saw the handbag left by Keiko Kuromiya, and his eyes were fixed.

Naturally, the Buddha ring should not be stolen or snatched, but at this moment, Changling was struggling.

It's just that in front of the gate of the underworld, if there is really a person who wants to enter in exchange for the peace of all beings, then it's better to let him make mistakes.

After thinking about it for a while, he recited a few words to blame himself in the direction of the west, kowtowed three times, and then opened the clutch.

After seeing the contents of the two yellow papers in the bag, his complexion changed slightly, and then he stuffed it into the gap between his cassock.

As soon as he was about to walk out of the tea room, he felt blocked by someone in front of him. It seemed to be a man in black. When he looked up to see his face clearly, he was suddenly sprinkled with powder on his face.

The irritating fragrance of flowers drilled into the nose, making the tip of the nose very itchy, and I couldn't help but want to sneeze.

It's just that before the sneeze came out, Changling felt dizzy and dizzy, and couldn't even see clearly. The world spun around for a while, and he fell heavily to the ground and passed out.

I don't know how long I slept.

There have never been too many accidents in Changling's frail life of only chanting scriptures and worshiping Buddha, so his brain can't speculate on these strange things well.

He only felt that he was awake and asleep, between half-dream and half-awake, his body was heavy and hot, he wanted to ask someone to pour him a glass of water, but he couldn't make a sound.

He didn't even know where he was or what happened.

It seemed that someone had entered the room, he fumbled around in a daze, and felt a warm, fragrant and nephrite body leaning against him.

"Who? It's... Wen Hui?" He subconsciously thought of this name, so he also pronounced it out of his mouth.

The other party didn't answer, but stretched out his hand, wrapping around Chang Ling's body.In his chaotic state of mind, Chang Ling couldn't even judge whether such a move should be rejected or accepted.

He just felt that his whole body was crawling around like tiny ants, and being held in someone's arms, he was as relaxed as relief, but it was not enough.

As if grasping at straws for survival, and as if there was only this one driftwood, Changling could only remember Keiko Kuromiya in his mind for a while.

So he couldn't stop muttering: "Wen Hui...Wen Hui."

In a daze, in a trance, he felt the smell of fragrance, and in a trance, he felt that the jade body was stretched out. To be honest, Chang Ling felt that his body was controlled by something. The Lingtai was completely useless, and nothing could be controlled.

There was a cracking sound in the house.