Su Qingyu’s stopped tears gurgled down, moistening the black cloth covering her, her lips murmured, and her body trembled invisibly.
Li Tingchen walked towards the big screen step by step, as if this would get closer to her.
“I’ll pay you back what I owe you, okay?This time I die, you live.”
Every time you take a step, more blood will flow.
The tall figure walked smoothly and calmly.
The people in the panda doll are in a mess, “Stop!I don’t want your life, if you stab another inch, I will kill Su Qingyu immediately!Put down the knife in your hand.”
Li Tingchen’s steps did not stop, and his face was filled with madness that everyone had never seen before.
“What if I say no?”
Li Tingchen smiled coldly, “I have the final say on how this game ends, and let them go.”
“People can be released, but Su Qingyu must die.”
The negotiation between the two failed.
“She is dead, all of you will bury her!”Li Tingchen’s face showed a crazy strength that he couldn’t usually see.
Bai Yuanyuan was crying uncomfortably, and Fan Chenxi was also advising: “Tingchen, take care of yourself, your body is important, what can you do if you die Yuanyuan?””
Having said that, Fan Chenxi seemed to have made a huge determination and yelled at the camera: “You killed Su Qingyu, we choose Bai Yuanyuan.”
In Su Qingyu’s heartbroken expression, she continued: “Xiao Yu, don’t blame your mother, if there is an afterlife, your mother is willing to be a cow and a horse for you!”
There was a noise in his ears, but Su Qingyu could accurately distinguish the voices of Fan Chenxi and Li Tingchen.
She felt it was ironic that her relatives were looking forward to her death, but the man who hated her was willing to trade her life for her life.
What else can she look forward to with such a loved one?
In the past, she used to sit in front of her house and watch Fan Chenxi leave the road. During the cold war with Li Tingchen, she would do the same thing.
The cold food was hot and hot, and he sat on the steps at the door and waited and waited.
Watching the flowers and plants in the yard from spring to summer, through autumn to the snowy winter.
After all, she didn’t have anyone to wait for.
Her life is like a joke.
Su Qingyu sneered softly, saying word by word：