Chapter 2305: 2360 Where do you come from? 3

Chapter 2305, 2360, where did you come from? 3
What to do, he regrets it, why does he ask? If he wants to die so much, is it possible that he will continue to live for more than five hundred years? Maybe it's longer. Kill him. He won't continue to ask in this life. That's right, this little guy has long been burnt. He just got out of his mind and talked with a cat, drinking a drink and was overwhelmed.
"Why didn't you stop me just now?" Lonely Shan stared at Nan Shengqing.
Nan Sheng Qing: "..."
"When I asked the first question, you should stop me! Didn't you know that Tuantuan became confused? It made me ask so many questions."
"..." Nan Shengqing: "Didn't I stop you from behind? If you don't listen, you have to keep asking."
"Blame you!" Lonely Shan was depressed. Seeing her open her mouth to refute, he immediately rushed to talk: "Although sophistry? If you stop me, my brother will not be so depressed now. Forget it, look for a cat. No more cards!"
Lonely Shan is clutching his heart, so hurt, please grant me a gorgeous death!
Who says it's better to die than to live? He is just a ghost! His goal in life is to seek death! Don't stop him! Love does not want to be rare! Who will appease his internal injury? !
Nan Shengqing: Why is there nothing wrong with sin with desire? Anyway, she doesn't believe in Tuantuan. A little cat, who has been ill for more than 20 days, has long been unconscious. It is just a puppet cat that is too ordinary.
But Tuantuan looked at her eyes, as if saying: You are an ancient person~~~~
Nan Sheng shook his eyes with emotion, an illusion, definitely an illusion!
"Life is precious, love is more expensive, if you die, both can be thrown away!"
Returning to the old house, Lonely Shan spread a piece of rice paper, lifted the brush, and wrote this sentence eloquently, with a heavy pen.
He has been busy for a long time, framed this writing and hung it on the most prominent part of the living room wall, and decided to wake up three times a day.
Nan Shengqing sat on the sofa, holding a small plate of chicken, slowly feeding Tuantuan bit by bite. Seeing the words he hung in the middle of the living room, I felt very uncomfortable. Is death really more important than everything?
Love has become worthless? What is she?
She really couldn't understand.
She wanted to persuade a few words, but look at the look of the Lonely Shan, don’t bother him, reluctantly swallowed the words back to his bones, looked up, the man walked around the house dejectedly, and was hit harder than her. ...
I don't know when, Lonely Shan took a fruit knife and sat in the living room, seeming to wonder where to start, and put her body pieces into the oven into barbecues.
Nan Shengqing's eyelids jumped, rushed over, and shouted, "Are you crazy?"
Lonely Shan Gao gave her a cold look, picked up the apples in the fruit tray, and dazzled her skills, peeling the apples into long strips.
Nan Sheng breathed a sigh of relief, she seemed to have thought about it.
As a result, when Lonely Shan finished cutting the apple, she began to cut her wrists, and she was shocked to see Nan Sheng.
She yelled: "What are you doing?"
She rushed to grab the knife, but saw the scratch on Lonely Shan's wrist, which healed quickly at a speed visible to the naked eye.
She was stunned, and Lonely Shan made another knife, and then quickly healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.
He continued to paddle, as if playing, Nan Shengqing was frightened, eyes twitching, and decisively took away the knife in his hand: "Don't you hurt?"
(End of this chapter)