When Lin Mo-chen saw this scene, he was scared to sweat. He walked over in a hurry in a few steps. "What are you doing? Be careful to fall. "
Lin Mochen held her shoulders and righted her.
Lu sorrow was horribly pale and his lip lost its color. His hands were as cold as popsicles, and he even trembled.
"Lu You, what’s wrong with you?" Lin Mochen’s eyes fell on her anxiously.
Lu sorrow pursed her lips and breathed heavily to her chest, and her ears were humming. She had not recovered from the moment when she jumped off the building in front of Tang poetry.
This is also the first time she has seen a person dying, which really scares her.
Lin Moyang looked around and didn’t find the Tang poetry. He came over and noticed that the wheelchair balcony also noticed the Lu sorrow reaction.
"Miss Lu, where are the Tang poems?" Lin Moyang asked her.
"She … she …" Lu sorrow articulation is unclear, like someone holding her throat, and she can’t say a word, which makes her want to cry.
"What happened to Miss Shishi?" There is an anxious voice from the floor. "Come on! Miss Shi Shi was injured and lost a lot of blood … "
Lin Moyang’s face became even more gloomy when he heard people calling for help.
He ran forward and looked out from the balcony and saw the injury. There, a person in Tang poetry was beside her, anxiously calling for tears to fall from her eyes.
Lin Moyang’s face also floated with unprecedented shock and pain, and his eyes burned with rage.
Lin Mo Chen also looked at the past at the same time and saw the same scene as Lin Mo Yang
Lin Moyang turned and ran out of the room without saying a word, as fast as a gust of wind.
Lin Mo Chen looked back and held Lu’s cold palm in his hand. "What’s going on? How could something happen to her in Tang poetry? "
Lu sorrow raised his thick eyelashes with tiny water vapor, and it was hard to accept except fear.
She didn’t expect the Tang poetry. It’s really fatal to get Lin Mo-chen!
Not everyone has such courage.
No wonder she said that gambling with her turned out to be a gamble, right?
How can life be so precious that it can be killed at will!
"She jumped …" Just these words, Lu Sorrow, seemed to say it with all his strength.
Lin Mo Chen frowned with deep concern after knowing the answer.
"Is she crazy?" Lin Mo-chen is low, but he can’t help being angry.
"She said she killed you, but you don’t even want to die!" Lu sorrow will snuggle up to Lin Mochen’s arms.
Her body temperature has plummeted, and the heart in her heart has been beating with cold.
She wants warmth from him and strength to continue to support herself.
"Don’t be afraid," Lin Mochen held her in her arms. "She wants to die like crazy. She doesn’t cherish her life, love herself and talk about loving others! What Lu You doesn’t care about is that she wants you to create psychological pressure for you to retreat. I don’t allow you to retreat and I don’t allow you to give up. "
Lin Mo-chen didn’t get her answer, so she let go of her hands and held her shoulders, and her eyes looked at each other with god and power.
"Lu you will win if you give up."
"I’m sorry I got you involved, but I can’t give you the protection."
Lu You shook his head. "I want to come to Lin’s house myself. I want to be justified. I underestimated my opponent. I have prepared for the long-term war of resistance."
Lin Mochen’s lip angle raised and smiled.
He held Lu You’s face, fingered her belly and rubbed her delicate face. "Let me give you some love power."
“？” Lu sorrow blinked one eye, in which I don’t understand what is the power of love.
Lin Mo-chen’s lips were pressed in this way. His lips were warm and cool, but kissing her lips was as hot as volcanic magma, warm and lingering. Zhan Hu deeply asked for it, so that Lu Ju could parry the law and he could get whatever he wanted. This time, she also seemed to be inspired. Soft lotus root arms wrapped around his neck and actively catered to his ecstasy.
The world seems to be left with him and her, and she is spoiled by the king just like Cinderella in fairy tales.