There Are Always Lovers Killing Each Other For Me

Yao Yao pushed the bathroom door open, her hair was dripping with water, her body was surrounded by water vapor, and her eyes were filled with water, clear and transparent, innocent and pitiful.

Facing Dai Shuyan's gaze, she grabbed her robe cautiously, a cautious look, and looked at him with a very attractive look.

Even at this moment, she did not forget to seduce him.

He has seen her for so many years and knows how she has changed from a simple princess who is held in the palm by everyone.

She was only fifteen or sixteen years old at that time. It was the most attractive time when she first revealed the femininity of a woman and took the girl’s tenderness and tenderness. She bullied her secretly.

Even if he started to clean up many people, she would not be able to completely prevent her from such harassment.

The most serious one was when she was in high school. Her class leader, a beast with a crown of clothes, used the name of a problem with her homework to leave her in the classroom after a night of self-study.

Even though she didn't succeed in the end, Yuyao ran out to die, but she changed, and she began to realize that one of the woman's sharpest weapons-beautiful, and used handy.

She became what she is now.

Whenever he thinks about this, he blames himself for guilt. He fails to protect her, but his drug addiction is heavier, and he sinks deeper while hurting.

With her heart hidden behind heavy guards, he wanted to get it harder than ascending the sky.

He must get it, for which he is willing to pay any price.

His eyes were deep and unpredictable, with huge penetrating power, making her hard to breathe.

Yaoyao resisted the panic, clenched his fingers, and felt uneasy, and asked, "What are you and Ayan going to do?"

Dai Shuyan lit a cigarette and smoked against the wall.

Yao Yao couldn't help but feel strange.

In the last task, Qu Zhengming did not smoke, only Qu Jingzi smoked. Although both father and son were foot fetish, there were still many differences in their appearance habits, and Dai Shuyan and Tang Wenheng were too similar.

It looks like a person, this expression is completely carved out of a model.

Dai Shuyan sneered: "Worried about your concubine?"

Yao Yao bit her lip, "I worry about you too."

"Worry me?" He stood upright, pressed the cigarette butts, threw it into the trash, and asked, "Do you want to do it with me?"

"...!"

Faced with a surprised look, he laughed mockingly, "I've been married to me for so many years, haven't done it, don't you feel sorry?"

"Maybe..." He began to unbutton his eyes, and his eyes fell on the white skin of her chest, saying with a deep voice, "I'm better than Aheng."

Yaoyao's conditioned reflex generally clasped the bathrobe on his chest, his face blue and white, and said angrily: "Me and Aheng are because I love him."

With a slight bang, the button stretched open.

He stepped forward sharply, buckling her shoulder, and asked inconceivably: "Do you love him? You even said you love him?"

Yao Yao took a deep breath and nodded, "Yes. Let's divorce. I don't know what you want to do, but I don't want any of you to suffer... Um!"

Before he finished speaking, he blocked his mouth.

Yao Yao opened his eyes in horror, pushing his hands hard.

He didn't recover from the injury and took advantage of the situation to avoid it, let go of his hand and caught her, clasped her behind, and escorted her to bed.

Yao Yao thought what he was going to do, and tried his best to resist, but he didn't expect that he just hugged her and ran his hands into the bathrobe and held her tightly around her waist, holding her whole body in her arms, motionless.

He hugged her from behind her, and the man's hot breath fell on his neck, causing a goose bump.

Yaoyao quieted down slowly, no longer struggling.

He hugged her, her lips burned on the sensitive skin behind her, and she shivered.

He stopped moving and looked at her back full of affection.

In this world, she cannot fall in love with herself, at least let him be the most unforgettable one in her heart.

Qu Zhengming is a loser. He lost the qualification to compete and never got her heart. He is different. He is not Qu Zhengming.

Yaoyao didn't know his inner thoughts, and then fell asleep slowly.

He didn't sleep, so he watched her all night.

The next day, Yaoyao woke up and no one was around.

She found her phone and turned it on. Several missed calls from Tang Wenheng on it quickly went back.

Hearing Yaoyao's voice, the other side was obviously relieved, and he asked, "Ayan bullied you?"

Yao Yao shook his head, "No, I'm fine."

He smiled, and then heard her anxiously asking: "A Heng, what did you promise A Yan? You must not do stupid things for me."

He didn't answer, silently opened the drawer, which contained a revolver.

There are six bullet nests in the drum magazine, and at the moment, only one bullet is inside.

A Yan also has a branch exactly the same.

He replied quietly: "It's just a small game. A Yan and I often played as a kid. Who lost..."

He choked for a while, then said casually: "...quit."

Yao Yao crying on the phone, "It's all my fault. If I tell Ayan the truth as you said earlier, it won't be like this."

Tang Wenheng comforted her softly: "Yao Yao, don't be sad, it's not your fault. I know A Yan, whether you say it or not, you will come to this step in the end sooner or later. Because... he already loves you."

He had been reluctant to admit that he had blinded his eyes because he knew that A Yan had already fallen in love with her.

He asked: "Yao Yao, do you still love A Yan?"

Without hearing her answer, he smiled a little, calmly exited the only bullet in the magazine and continued: "If you weren't with me, you and A Yan must be happy now."

He heard Yao Yao answering with a cry: "But now I like you."

"Do you like me only? Don't you like Ayan at all?"

For a long time, no answer was heard.

Tang Wenheng plucked the magazine and loaded it, facing his temple and pulling the trigger.

"boom!"

Then, I heard the woman's desperate scream: "Aheng, what are you doing?"

He smiled and replied: "Playing games, the sound is louder, rest assured."

There began to cry.

Tang Wenheng regretted and comforted her softly, but she kept crying, crying, and ignored him again.

When Dai Shuyan came back, she was crying silently with her knees sitting on the bed. She was crying so sad that the phone fell to her feet, showing that she was talking, and she could hear the anxious cry of the man on the opposite side.

She didn't respond and wept in her calf.

Two minutes later, his cell phone rang and connected, it was Aheng's voice.

His tone stiffly informed him: "Yao Yao is crying, you go and see."

Dai Shuyan replied coldly: "I see."

After talking, cut off the phone.

Knocking on the bedroom door, he said: "Clean up. Do you want to know what I bet with Aheng, take you to see."

Hearing the knock on the door, Yao Yao hurriedly wiped her back and wiped her tears, and at the same time "hmm", and then heard him explain: "In such a grand occasion, dress beautifully."

Yao Yao changed her clothes in tears, and came out and found that Dai Shuyan had also dressed specially.

He wore a light-colored suit with gray-blue vertical stripes and a light pink shirt inside.The slightly girlish color scheme was dressed by him and was handsome and handsome.

His eyes fell on Yaoyao's red eyes, frowning: "To put on makeup, you have to look beautiful today."

The foundation fell on the eyelids, covering the red and swollen eye sockets, applying lipstick, covering the pale lip color, the thin eyeliner, and pressing down the red eyes...

Little by little, the sadness and haggard on her face were covered with delicate makeup.

It was just that the tears were still out of control from time to time, and escaped from the eyes and shattered.

"Is there anything to cry, right now, isn't it to your liking?"

The man's faint words sounded after him, his heart palpitated, his hand for eyebrow stroked slightly, and he looked at his face from the mirror.

There was sarcasm in the words, but there was no expression on his face, and no emotion could be seen.

Yao Yao was inexplicably a little uneasy. In that sentence, she always felt that he might know something.

Will things really proceed as she expected?

He drove all the way out of the city and reached an open space on the outskirts of the city, where Tang Wenheng was already waiting.

He was also specially dressed, with a solemn expression, as if going to a solemn dinner.

The car didn't drive past. He stopped at the side of the road. He got out of the car and went to the other side of the car to drive the door for Yaoyao.

She got out of the car and just grabbed him, forcing her to walk towards Tang Wenheng step by step, holding his arm.

As he approached, Yao Yao discovered that he was carrying a black box with no idea what was in it.

About ten meters away from him, Dai Shuyan released her, "Stay here and watch."

Walked over by myself.

The wind was very anxious, and the dialogue between the two people was sent from afar.

Dai Shuyan asked: "Is something brought?"

Tang Wenheng replied: "Brought."

"Mine brought it too?"

"Ok."

"Is it ready?"

"You can check."

Dai Shuyan asked no more, Yao Yao saw Tang Wenheng open the box in his hand, and took out a -

gun!

The blood on her face disappeared instantly.

He threw the gun, Dai Shuyan reached out to catch it, and he took another gun out of it.

He said: "Old rules, six bullet nests, only one bullet, whoever is shot first, who loses."

Dai Shuyan raised her lips, "I know."

He pressed his fingers hard and flicked the magazine.

The two started to move at the same time, and the revolver immediately heard a clicking duet.

Tang Wenheng raised his eyebrows: "Don't you check it?"

Dai Shuyan laughed: "I believe in you."

Tang Wenheng closed his eyes, revealing a mocking smile, "You said the same thing before, but I betrayed you."

Dai Shuyan said, "Uh": "I still want to believe you."

The two no longer talked, raised their hands, and the two black holes of the muzzle fell together, aiming at each other's heart.

Yao Yao finally realized what kind of gambling this was, and it was gambling with life.

The wind blew, and the eardrum made a buzzing noise. Dai Shuyan held his breath and aimed at the other person's heart.

They have played this game many times, with mixed wins and losses, but they used to be toy guns, but this time they are real guns.

He counted three two one one, the word just fell, he was about to pull the trigger, a figure rushed over.

Yao Yao opened her arms between the two, the wind blew her long hair, and her delicate makeup could not hide her paleness and panic.

With tears in her eyes, she begged: "Ayan..." She turned around again and called, "Aheng..."

Tears broke down, "Is there no other solution?"

No one answered her, she was crying desperately, and she fell to the ground slowly, yelling: "You just killed me!"

Tang Wenheng retracted the gun, glanced at Dai Shuyan, pulled off his tie and walked towards Yaoyao.

He picked her up, and she quickly grabbed his clothes, begging them to stop.

Just when she thought that something had changed, he even tied her hands directly to the tree, Dai Shuyan came over, provided her tie, blindfolded her, and whispered into her ear: "Don’t look , It's over soon."

Yao Yao shouted in despair, and the necktie was so painful in her wrist that she couldn't care about it.

boom!

boom!

After two consecutive shots, she suddenly... dumb.