When everyone left, he activated his thunder skills to lay an invisible power grid over the house.
"Baby, be my bird in the cage." He was paranoid like a terminally ill madman at this time. He hated the impact of separation, and he was about to collapse from this feeling.
Give him a little more time, and he will take off the mask with his own hands. If he wants a little more time, he really only needs a little more time.
When she woke up, it was already sunset and her head was groggy. "What happened?" She tried hard to think, but she still couldn't remember.
Seeing the refreshments on the table, she ate them hungrily. They were so delicious.
"Squeak~" The door opened, and the moment she saw Jiang Ze, her memory level seemed to be cracked.
"2020, why did you knock me out?" She looked at him coldly, her eyes so cold that she seemed to be able to freeze him instantly, so unfamiliar.
His heart clenched, he took a deep breath and pretended to be calm: "I have news about your husband."
"Where is it?" Seeing her anxious look, he smiled inwardly. Look, she still cares about me.
"He seems to be coming in the direction of Changping." After he finished speaking, he slowly looked at her face.
"What does it mean?"
"0726, Baoning is now surrounded by demons, and the people sent out can only get a rough idea. Do you understand?" He was so angry. Why couldn't this girl believe whatever she said like before?
"Oh oh oh oh, understand, understand, calm down, sir, come and try this pastry, it's delicious."
"You like it?"
"Yeah, I like it. What are they called?"
He pointed at the pink pastry and said: "Peach Yan Chun", then picked up a round light yellow pastry and said: "Red Sakura".
"It's a good name, but...it's obviously yellow, so why is it called Hongying?"
"Hmm... I want to hear a story. Pour some tea." Wuyou hurriedly poured tea and laughed.
He took a decent sip of tea, cleared his throat and said, "It is said that during the ancient Reiki period, a prince traveled thousands of miles to prepare this pastry in order to please the princess. When the princess tasted the pastry, she asked what it was called? He watched. The princess' pink peach blossom was very affectionate and said "Peach Beauty Spring". The queen picked up the goose-yellow cake and asked again. Seeing the princess's delicate red lips, he felt aroused in his heart, so he named it "Red Cherry Blossom". "That's it." He didn't realize that his tone of voice was slowly moving closer to the left.
"Tch, this princess is so easy to deceive." She lowered her eyelids to hide her strangeness, biting into cakes and sipping tea. She looked like a bandit leader.
"Ahem, that's called mutual love, okay?" This damn woman has no sentiment at all.
By the way, put on a mask and let her have some mood. If you have the guts, send Zuo Yang out to try. (Unilateral complaint)
"What does giving a name mean?" Does a prince have such great official authority?
"He was originally the crown prince of one country, and later he became a king and a princess, each ruling two countries. The history records two kings."
"Two kings? The princess also ascended the throne?"
"You're finally smart for once." He was willing to let her stay in the room and let him collect stories to tell every day.
Wuyou ate two more pastries and drove away. Things kept overlapping in her mind. She almost thought Jiang Ze was Zuo Yang just now.
She just missed him too much. The black handbag was missing. It seemed that it had been confiscated by 2020.
She wanted to go to the escort to steal the place, but as soon as she opened the door and took one foot out, she was slammed to the ground by a strong force of electricity.
She looked at the empty door in shock. What kind of high technology is this?
Damn it! Isn't he trying to force me to hand over the explosives?
This made her furious, and she ran towards the door again, "Bang!"
"Well...it hurts so much!" She lay on the ground and gently touched her buttocks, her tears shining pitifully. Jiang Ze stood at the door and saw her embarrassment. He rolled his Adam's apple with difficulty and quickly stepped back and left the courtyard.
Crazy, he actually thought...animal! Go take a cold shower, take a cold shower!
It seemed that she had discovered the power grid. According to her personality, she would definitely make a fuss for a long time. After taking a shower, he went to the basement to take a look at his grandfather's newly developed weapon and hide in it.
"Come out! Let me out!" Except for the books and other things on the bookshelf, she swept all the porcelain to the ground.
Just when she wanted to shout again, she felt dizzy and fell to the ground.
Under the dim starlight in the dream, a young man knelt on the ground and tremblingly held up a handful of crystal fragments and choked hoarsely: "Madam, it hurts."
His tears did not fall to the ground, but flew up to the sky and turned into stars. With tears in her eyes, she looked at the young man she had missed for a long time and called out: "Husband".
Her voice disappeared in the long river of time and space... She opened her eyes, a sharp light flashed through her eyes, and her chest was rising and falling with anger.
Late at night, she deliberately slowed down her breathing rate, making Jiang Ze mistakenly think that she was asleep. Jiang Ze gently picked up the scattered fragments on the ground.
After tidying up, he lay down. Just as he was about to reach out to hug Wuyou, she rolled up and pinned him down.
Like a crazy cheetah, she stabbed him with a long sharp piece of porcelain in her hand. The sharp blade was embedded in the palm of her hand. Blood seeped out from her palm and dripped onto his clothes, and soon it became wet all over. Her eyes also overflowed with a trace of blood.
"I'm going to kill you, kill you..." Her fierce eyes touched his heart.
Fortunately, he reacted quickly and clamped her wrist with his hands: "Girl, calm down!"
"It's all you, it's all you... the bad guy... Give me my husband back." Her tears of grievance fell straight into his eyes, and his heart sank to the bottom of the sea. They were all his. Wrong, let her worry about gain and loss.
With a sigh, he let go of the restraint, and "poof" the sharp weapon was inserted straight into his heart. His wife always had the magic power to make him surrender, and it was he who caused her to be like this.
"Wouyou, it's me, wake up baby...it's me..." He endured the pain and whispered over and over again, even if her sharp weapon had pierced his heart, he couldn't bear to yell at her.
"Where is my husband! Where is he!" Facing an unfamiliar face, she could hear a familiar voice in her ears, which made her even more crazy.
When she didn't get a response, she turned the sharp weapon in her hand and squeezed out a black bloody hole in his chest: "I want you to die!"
He grabbed her shoulders with both hands, forcing her to pay attention to his presence, "Wouyou! Look into my eyes." The magnetic voice guided her gaze.
The dark brown pupils began to turn from black to blue, as if tens of thousands of stars were changing in her eyes. She felt her eyelids getting heavier and heavier, "Be good, he will come back when you wake up. Be obedient and go to sleep." He had to tell her. Use hypnosis.
Even in her sleep, her tears didn't stop, "I'm here, I'm here, baby, don't be afraid, don't be afraid, what should I do to you? What should I do...", his whimpering cries disappeared. Thick and salty.
He kept swallowing the blood that came out of his chest. The breath she exhaled while lying on his chest just hit his heart, bringing with it warm tears.
He calmly felt the blood and suffocation coming together, and hugged her body with all his strength. If he died by her hands, he would be considered a well-deserved death.
