The Romance Line Collapsed Again [Quick Travel]

2.9

Although he ran out, just by running downstairs of the hotel, Bu Hui's legs became weak and he could no longer exert any strength.

She stopped in a dark and deserted corridor on the right side of the hotel, and slid down against a round pillar. She clutched the strap of her handbag tightly with both hands, her finger bones curling, and there were bursts of sharp pain.

Her weak shoulders trembled, and she regretted. She should not have kept Xu Congyi, and she should not have given up on Xu Congyi like this.

But what could she do? She was too scared. Fear was like an invisible hand grabbing her heart. She was suffocated and uncomfortable. It was as if the whole world collapsed in an instant.

This was a situation she had never encountered before in her more than twenty years of life. She didn't know how to react. And she had no choice, she couldn't see anyone getting hurt.

Whether it's her lover Xu Congyi or her brother Bu Lin.

She is a coward and a defector.

Bu Hui sat on the wooden bench, falling into deep sorrow and self-blame.

Above the hotel, in the room, the sharp and cold blade was still lying across Xu Congyi's neck, showing no signs of being removed.

Like a hungry man and a fanatic sinking into the abyss of desire, Bu Lin kept kissing Xu Congyi's neck, his heavy and hot breath hitting Xu Congyi's skin, and he tried to twist his head to the other side.

Bu Lin's lips gradually tended to move downward. When they passed through the throat bone and reached the adjacent collarbone, Bu Lin stayed there. The tip of his tongue added it little by little. He remembered this position. That time Xu Congyi had just come out of the shower, and a few drops of transparent water fell here. At that time, he had the urge to get rid of the water droplets immediately. .

This time Xu Congyi was not drunk, but completely sober. His eyes were open, watching what he did to him.

It doesn't matter if you don't love him, and it doesn't matter if you hate him. He will lock him up in a place where only he can enter and exit. One day, there will definitely be a day when his body, body, and heart will all be destroyed. Belong to Him.

Bu Lin lowered his head and chewed on the clearly defined collarbone. Because it had been added on, water stains were left on it, reflecting colorful light. The light is dazzling and captivating.

How could he let go of him like this?

Never let go.

Bu Linfu turned back to Xu Cong's lips, kissed her, and suddenly pulled away.

Xu Congyi was restrained and did not dare to move much. His brown eyes stared at Bu Lin, full of humiliated hatred.

Bu Lin's smile was twisted and sick, as if he was enjoying Xu Cong's hatred towards him. Bu Lin put one hand into his pocket and quickly took out a handkerchief. Under Xu Cong's steady gaze, He covered Xu Cong's nose with a handkerchief.

The strong and pungent smell of alcohol made Xu Congyi struggle, his neck tingled slightly, his eyelids suddenly became heavy, and his thoughts stagnated. His head slowly tilted to one side, and Bu Lin took it before Xu Congyi was about to close his eyes completely. Open a damp cloth. At the same time, he moved away the short knife across Xu Cong's neck. Xu Cong fell limply to the left. Bu Lin reached over with one arm, hugged the person, and held him directly in his arms.

In addition, he took out a piece of transparent tape from his pocket and put the wet cloth with the hallucinogen on it.

Because of Xu Congyi's weak struggle, the blade cut a little of the skin, and a few drops of scarlet and dazzling blood came out. Bu Lin leaned over and greedily added every drop of blood.