This quick wear is a bit sweet

Chapter 355 Who Is He 20
Xunguang felt her heart pounding, if she didn't explain, she might die tonight, so she went all out and chased after her.

"Monroe, listen to me, you misunderstood, I didn't say anything to Hans, we met at the police station."

Her voice was so small and begging that Monroe had to turn around.

"Hans? Haha, when did your relationship get so good, you should call him Mr. Hans."

Xunguang was ridiculed by him, and he didn't care too much, so he could only try his best to explain: "That's Hans, Mr. Hans was joking, I really didn't say anything!"

"Why are you at the police station?"

He only turned around and said a word, but he didn't stop taking a step.

Xunguang worked hard to keep up with his long legs, and said: "I got into some disputes with someone and was taken to the police station. I happened to meet Mr. Hans. You can ask Sirius, I went with her. "

While she was speaking, Monroe had already opened the secret room.

Xunguang wanted to speak, but Monroe suddenly grabbed her arm and pulled her into a dark secret room.

There was no light or starlight leaking in, and no one could see who the other was, but could only hear each other's heartbeat and breathing.

Monroe tightly grasped Xunguang, and pressed her on the bed.

"Daisy, I'm very angry, you brought chaos in, you told me to stop, I stopped, but you are still spying on me, ready to betray me at any time!"

The light-seeking heart was pounding. You don't need to look to know that Monroe's face is very ugly. If you turn on the light, you can definitely see how much anger is suppressed in his blue eyes.

Xunguang whispered: "Believe me, I really didn't betray you, and I didn't give Hans the student card."

Monroe's voice was dark and he said: "What does the student card have to do with me? I don't know anything."

As he spoke, he stroked Xunguang's face with one hand.

The face is cold, the eyes and the darkness have become one, which is what he loves and what he hates.

Why enter his life, why not be loyal to him!

Maybe I will leave him in the end and leave him alone!

Life is so short and so painful, why do you want to leave after bringing short-lived sweetness and hope!
He was so angry that he unconsciously put strength on his hands.

Xunguang snorted in a low voice, but did not speak.

His breath sprayed on Xunguang's face, and he bit it.

After a long while, he said coldly: "Are you in pain? I am also in pain, why not treat the pain as a kind of enjoyment, I don't need to be rescued, you are not my paradise!"

Xunguang's lips were bitten off, and his mouth smelled bloody.

Her head was in a daze.

And the system is also a little confused, it feels that something is wrong, something is wrong with this situation.

There is love, and more is hate.

But before Monroe came to Angel City, he had never met the original owner, where did this hatred come from.

And Monroe has already stretched out his hands, and his warm hands caressed Xunguang's cold body, making people sink.

In the middle of the night, Xunguang fell asleep in the dark room, but Monroe was very awake, turned on the light, and picked up a pen.

"On February 2th, the roses have withered. This time, who will be the decisive person, who will be the beast, who will be the monster, to end the painful fate and end the life of nothing."

He paused for a while before picking up the pen again.

"The knife needs to be sharpened faster."

The diary was closed and he stood up. The expression on his face changed rapidly, including pain, anxiety, and suppressed excitement.

He took out the scalpel, and put the sharp knife on Xunguang's neck.

But Xunguang opened his eyes in a daze, and Monroe's shadow was reflected in his eyes.

She was confused for a while, and soon became aware of her situation amidst the system's screams. She didn't dare to move, didn't speak, and even her breathing became weak, and she slowly closed her eyes.

Monroe's hand didn't move either.

After a while, Xunguang stretched out his hand and held Monroe's face with his eyes closed.

"If killing me can give you permanent peace, please start."

Monroe did not speak, retracted the knife, opened the door and left.

The night breeze is warm.

He rubbed his brow, the confusion brought a headache, his heart was extremely restless, everyone had an opinion, they no longer agreed, leaving him torn into many parts.

He needs calm, needs to relax.

There were more and more people wandering on the street. He knocked on the door of Sirius in the opposite apartment, asked the reason for the fight during the day, and then walked slowly into the city.

Xun Guang escaped to the sky, broke into a cold sweat, and fell asleep physically and mentally exhausted.

When I woke up the next morning, it was already past nine o'clock.

She got up dizzy, her nose was blocked, and her throat hurt even more. When she breathed through her mouth, it felt like a knife was cut from her throat to her lungs.

I had too much fun last night, went to bed without any clothes on, and even kicked off the quilt. The night was still very cold at this time, and after one night, I started to have a fever.

System: "You're done, you have a cold."

Xunguang's mind couldn't think too much, and said: "It's just a small cold, don't panic."

System: "It's like this. Two years ago in this world, there was an outbreak of influenza, with a death toll of 5000 million. It was not brought under control until last summer. The theory of bacterial transmission was discovered, and only one type of antibiotic appeared. You were discovered Get the flu and either the new guys will quarantine you or the old ideas will burn you to death."

Xunguang: ".Why didn't you wake me up?"

System: "My eyes are a mosaic."

Xunguang: "That doesn't prevent you from waking me up, I think you are just being lazy, did you go to browse the forum again!"

System: "You're going to die, you bastard!"

One person, one system began to shirk responsibility and abuse each other, and then no one paid attention to each other. The system put down the harsh words and said that it would not turn on pain shielding for Xunguang, and it was a death.

Xunguang refused to give in, and propped himself against the wall to put on his clothes.

Wearing a set of shapewear, a long skirt, a windbreaker, and a silk scarf, she felt that she only had half a life left.

Panting, she held the shoes and bent down with great effort, trying to put them on, but fell headlong and fell to the ground.

The system burst into laughter without hesitation and sent the video it recorded to Xun Guang for viewing.

"It's like dropping a wax gourd, hahahaha!"

Xun Guang knelt on the ground and gritted his teeth, thinking that when he got better from the cold, he would be the first to apply for a system change.

The door was opened, and Monroe glanced at the man curled up on the ground in surprise, the zipper on the back was not closed, revealing a smooth back.

A ball of fire rushed to his head, but it made him calm down even more. He clasped his hands in front of him, didn't move on his feet, looked at Xunguang expressionlessly, and said, "What are you doing?"

Shocked by his cold voice, Xunguang's mushy head cleared up a lot, and he said, "I'll be fine soon."

She stood up hastily, trying to slip her feet into her shoes.

"sock."

"Oh."

Xunguang only felt that his eyes were full of gum, so swollen that he couldn't open them, and yesterday was a mess, the socks didn't know where they were rolled up.

Monroe stood at Monroe, watching her feebly groping on the bed, tears welling up in her eyes, her eyes flushed.

What is she sad about?
He doesn't understand.

He just stood at the door coldly, watching the people inside find the socks, then sit on the carpet and put them on. When he got up, he staggered and barely managed to avoid falling.

He stepped forward with a frown, closed the door, and said, "Are you trying to win my sympathy?"

(End of this chapter)