Chapter 640: Kitten guardian

"What did you do to them?"
Shen Qingci stood up, enduring the pain in the middle of her eyebrows, especially when she saw this man, the more painful she became, and she would never forget that the wound on her forehead was given by whom,
It's him, yes, it's him.
Everything is because of him.
If she had known that she had saved people, she would have caused so much trouble for herself and others. Not only would she not save him, she would even kill him.
What's so terrible about killing? It is not that she has never killed people. Not only did she kill people, not too few people will die because of her, and there may be more in the future.
If she had known it long ago, she would definitely end up with this man herself, and would never let him have a chance to harm her.
Don't worry, the corners of Qi Yuan's lips are bent and bend to both sides again, his smile is clean and clear, as bright as a wave of light, but as light as a white lotus, such a face, such a picture Laugh, who can think of the cruelty hidden in his heart.
"They wake up as long as they sleep for a while, but you want to follow me."
Qi Yuan said, the smile on his face did not fall, but the voice was cold.
Shen Qingci let go of her hand, and also let Miao Miao come down, and Miao Miao jumped to the ground, his round eyes also looked at Qi Yuan tightly.
Shen Qingci grabbed her sleeves tightly, she understood very well that she could not escape, her miraculous fragrance was not there, and it was impossible for her to escape in front of this person, even if it was just a corpse, he could possibly take her away.
Suddenly, she picked up the teacup on the table and threw it over, but Qi Yuan easily escaped.
"Why, when did you become a wild cat?"
Qi Yuan flicked his sleeves, facing Shen Qingci now, like an ant that could be pinched to death at any time, he let her live, and let her die, he could only die.
Shen Qingci stood up, she lifted the chair and threw it away, but her eyebrows were faintly hurt.
It's impossible to want her to sit still and leave with him.
Even if she knew it was a mantis arm blocking the car, she wanted to try it.
Qi Yuan was almost smashed inadvertently. His face with a smile on his face immediately fell into the shadows, and against Shen Qingci's resistance, he also had an overwhelming anger in his heart.
His things, when did others get involved, his woman, now married to someone else, is still smashing things at him.
"Shen Qingci, don't let me kill you!"
He made a sullen voice, and even his face followed a ferocious look at this moment.
"It's up to you," Shen Qingci sneered. She clenched her hands. If she begged him for mercy, she would not be Shen Qingci. What kind of pain in this world would cause the pain of breaking all the bones, and what fear? Sitting was more shocking than she was born when she was bled, watching a sharp knife fly into his forehead.
Shen Qingci has seen his Qi Yuan's methods, and of course he also knows.
Qi Yuan finally did it. He passed a hand directly, and he had already grasped Shen Qingci's neck tightly, and then his fingers tightened little by little.
The air in the lungs was squeezed out bit by bit, and Shen Juci opened his mouth wide, and only a little voice disappeared in her throat.
"Shen Qingci, please."
He looked at her condescendingly, like he was facing a disobedient pet.
"Shen Qingci, please beg me, as long as you beg me, I will let you go?"
There was a pair of sarcasm flashing through Shen Qingci's eyes. She had a pair of eyes open, there was no wave, no death, no injury, and no fear.
She has died more than once, she is not afraid, and begging such a man for mercy is disgusting.
Qi Yuan's eyes suddenly stopped, and his hands tightened...
Suddenly, a white light flashed, Qi Yuan's hand loosened, and there were also a few clear scratches on his face.
Miaomiao turned her head and glared at him, the hair on her body exploded, and there was a whining sound in her mouth.
"Miaomiao, go!"
Shen Qingmiao clutched his neck and let Miaomiao go. Miaomiao was not a freak, it was just a small kitten.
"Meow……"
Miao Miao pounced forward again, and also grabbed Qi Yuan's face. Although it was small, the appearance of grinning teeth seemed a bit fierce.
"Meow……"
Then again, the little kitten, which was less than a month old, was thrown to the ground, with blood from the corners of his mouth.
"Damn beast!"
Qi Yuan shot the kitten flying, and then touched his face. Not only did he feel pain, but he also felt blood.
You really have any kind of beast raised by any master, Shen Qingci, you are a good cat.
He sneered, then stretched out his hand and pulled Shen Qingci's hair hard.
Shen Qingci pounced forward and was about to look at the cat, and Qi Yuan also pulled off a strand of her hair.
"Meow meow……"
The little kitten opened his eyes and looked at the owner pitifully, with tears in his eyes, only the tail shook.
"Miao Miao..."
Shen Qingci wanted to step forward, but was clasped tightly by Qi Yuan. Qi Yuan stretched out his hand and struck the back of her neck. Shen Qingci's mind was dizzy for a moment, and she still didn't want to close her eyes. , Always looking at the little kitten on the ground.
"Meow..." The little kitten struggled to stand up, and crawled towards Shen Qingci.
Qi Yuan carried Shen Qingci on his shoulders, and then walked to the door, but when he passed the kitten, his face hurt again.
He suddenly sneered and raised his foot, and stepped on the half-dead cat on the ground, but when he was about to step on his foot, he frowned and looked at the mud on his feet.
It was dirty enough, and if he stepped on a foot again, a lot of blood would be splashed, so he finally retracted his foot, disgusting.
Carrying a woman and strode out, Shanshen walked into the rain curtain, and then disappeared.
"Meow meow……"
Miao Miao screamed at the door from time to time, but no one came to take care of it anymore, and its owner was gone.
Soon after, the rain outside was still sparsely and continuously, and occasionally the wind with rain blew over, freezing to the bones, and there were people kneeling in the hall.
There were servants in this mansion, Bai Mei with a pale face, and Chang Qing also knelt on the ground.
Brandon held a dying little kitten in his arms. The corners of the mouth of the little kitten were full of blood. He stuck out his little tongue and licked the owner's finger with nostalgia, even the sound was extremely small.
Branding looked at the kneeling man below, from beginning to end, without a single sentence, he put his finger on the little kitten’s head, waiting for something, but also gloomy. What are you holding?