Chapter 1050
It's Not Too Late To Love You
But a leg just stepped out, the brain intense pain let her fall on the sofa.
"Ah, ah --"
she held her head, and strands of bloody black hair were caught by her.
Her petite body is like a shrimp, curled up on the sofa, body bursts of convulsions, tearing pain, let her want to directly hammer his head!
"Siqi!"
Mu Yunshen's eyes were in a trance for a moment, and then he looked at Wen Mo, "can you give me a few minutes?"
Wen Mo took a look at Wen Qing and shook his head. Seeing his unwilling side head, he nodded.
Muyun deep spit out a long breath, "thank you."
It seems that it is not too difficult to say a word of thanks to Wen mo.
He quickly walked to the sofa, holding his head and body spasm in his arms.
"Siqi, I'm here. Can you hear me?"
His tone, rare tenderness, is true from the bottom of his heart.
Siqi can't hear his voice. Her hands are tearing her hair crazily. Occasionally, she will put her wrist in her mouth and gnaw like crazy. Before long, she has bitten a piece of flesh and blood.
The gunshot wound on her shoulder, because of the violent action, was pouring blood out.
Rao is so, she did not stop abusing herself.
Siqi's pupil has no focus, mouth unconscious outflow saliva.
Her body was still in frequent spasms, and the expression on her face was painfully indescribable.
Her little body shrank into a ball and looked So helpless.
Mu Yun knows that her symptoms can't be contained.
If she has been laissez faire, she will continue to be in this state, either to death or to kill herself.
Mu Yunshen no longer tries to communicate with her. He closes his eyes. When he opens them again, his eyes are quiet and sad.
He raised his hand, her ears scattered a wisp of broken hair hook in the ear, soft voice said, "I'll help you out."
He held out a hand. "Joe North!"
Qiao North a Zheng, vigilant saw to smell green one eye, take out pistol.
Under the sign of Wen Mo, Wen Qing doesn't act rashly. He frowns at Qiao Bei and throws the pistol to Mu Yunshen.
She takes over, the muzzle of the gun is against the heart of Si Qi slowly, the vision stares at her face, the tone seems to be coaxing a disobedient child.
"Darling, it won't hurt soon."
Pull the trigger.
Bang -
a blood flower bloomed on Si Qi's chest, like a charming Manzhu shahua, blooming to the extreme on the white skirt.
Siqi's body suddenly trembles, and then slowly stops spasm.
Her already lax pupil gradually suddenly has the focus, clearly reflects the beautiful face of Muyun deep smile.
This is probably the reflection.
She pulled her lips, with a sweet smile and a trembling hand, trying to touch his face.
"Ah Shen..."
No matter how weak her voice is, muyunshen can hear it.
He took her hand and put it on his face for the first time.
"Si Qi, I didn't expect that the woman I accompany to the end would be you."
His tone is very complicated, and his voice is as light as a wisp of wind.
No matter he is powerful or has nothing, she is always by his side, regardless of anything.
Because in her eyes, he is just mu Yunshen, a man she loves, that's all.
"I've cheated you for so long. This time, I really don't want to cheat you any more. I've never liked you, Siqi