Chapter 1225 I killed someone
Bo Yanqing glanced at the thick green ball in Deng Chan's hand, her eyelids twitched, "Didn't you go to the hot springs with Jiaojiao?"
"I was about to go. Let her go first. I'll get something before I go over. Didn't she tell you?"
Bo Yanqing didn't remember that she said no. Anyway, except for Nan Jiaojiao, he Not all that concerned.
Bo Yuman interrupted: "What do I think? Look at you like that. You haven't seen anyone for a while, and you feel like you have lost your soul."
Bo Yanqing let out a "tsk" sound.
Bo Yuman quickly picked up the next sentence, "I'm going to find her, and I will never leave your obedient wife alone, okay?"
He was slightly uncomfortable with what he had just said. Patience, was suppressed.
Before he said a word, the phone rang, and it happened to be in his hand.
When I saw it was Nan Jiaojiao calling, I picked up the call immediately.
"Jiao..."
"..."
Heavy breathing.
Bo Yanqing was stunned for a moment, "What's wrong, Jiaojiao?"
"Bo Yanqing, I seem to..."
Nan Jiaojiao seemed to have difficulty breathing. She couldn't catch her breath. She was idle for a few seconds, and every word seemed to be mixed with breath. "Killed."
Bo Yanqing clenched the phone for a moment, "Where are you?"
"Here at the hot spring."
"Wait, don't hang up, I want to I can hear your voice at any time. Are you in danger now?"
Nan Jiaojiao looked at the body lying a few steps away. He was lying on his face. He didn't see any breathing. It was not that he had never seen it before. She had never been so afraid of dead people.
The wound on his right hand collapsed and the blood was flowing. "No."
"Wait!"
Bo Yanqing walked out, but his legs and feet couldn't walk fast. He took a few steps out. He was walking as fast as flying. His body was aware of the pain, and sweat was dripping from his forehead, but he didn't seem to know it.
Mo Tingshen and Yan Chi followed out, not knowing what happened, but after hearing a few words and Bo Yuman telling them about the situation, the two men walked towards Bo Yanqing without saying a word.
Mo Tingshen pushed the wheelchair for Bo Yanqing to sit on, and Yan Chi took away the crutches.
Bo Yanqing did not refuse.
He didn’t even ask who he killed, he only cared about whether Nan Jiaojiao was okay. She was so good. When she saw a stray dog while eating candy, she would break off a piece and throw it to the dog. When she saw a stray cat, , she can also squat down and play with cats. Since we met, she has never killed even a fish, let alone killing people.
As for who died, he didn't care at all, he was carrying many lives.
Along the way, Bo Yanqing didn't dare to think about it, but he had to think about it. He kept talking to Nan Jiaojiao. At first she would respond, but then there was only the sound of breathing.
"Bo Yanqing, I'm really in pain, I won't say anything anymore."
"Okay, okay, I won't say anything anymore, just keep the call, I'm almost there."
Bo Yanqing lowered his head and looked at the man in front of him, " "Mo Fox."
Mo Ting glanced down from the end of his eyes, his lips curled up, but he didn't smile. This was the first time he heard Bo Yanqing call him in a voice similar to "please".
"I'll hurry up."
A few minutes later, the group entered the hot spring pool room.
With still a few steps to go, Bo Yanqing got off the wheelchair and stretched his hands to the side to get the crutches, but Yan Chi handed it over a little too slowly and failed to reach Bo Yanqing's hands. He simply didn't Take it, walk a few steps quickly, squat down on one leg, hold Nan Jiaojiao's shoulders and hug her into your arms.
She was motionless at first, with her body pressed down and her shoulders resting on her knees, as if she had no strength. When Bo Yanqing picked her up, he saw clearly that she was still holding a fruit knife in her hand.
(End of this chapter)