Forever Worthy of Your Love

"I warn you, don't touch me!"

Jiang Xinrui looked at the place that Ling Shujun had touched just now with disgust. It was really that Ling Shujun's eyes were too tired. Perhaps Jiang Xinrui's heart was too confused, otherwise she could still control her disgust towards people.

Strictly speaking, Jiang Xinrui is not because she hates Ling Shujun’s obsessive eyes, but also because of Jiang Xinrui’s selfishness. When she is upset and irritable, she has no patience for anything, especially for people like Ling Shujun who have no vision at all. She didn't like the look in his eyes like an idiot, and he would always use such lingering eyes to disgust her.

Even when he touched her, his face was so excited that his skin trembled, Jiang Xinrui really threw him away without even thinking, as if Ling Shujun was some kind of virus.

After the vicious warning, Jiang Xinrui didn't care about him anymore, because she had thought about it, she really couldn't stand Ling Shujun, she would rather take a detour by herself, and she would not need him anymore.

After speaking, Jiang Xinrui pushed open the big iron door that hadn't closed, and walked in a few steps. Since she couldn't distinguish the ancient fierce beasts with hidden aura, she would use other methods, but just slow down.

Ling Shujun outside the door naturally understood what Jiang Xinrui meant, but if he could just leave, his perverted idiot's name would be for nothing, and followed Jiang Xinrui's back, unless Jiang Xinrui killed him or cut him off. His legs, otherwise he would not walk.

Jiang Xinrui couldn't get rid of him.

The villa at No.1 Dongting Bay is quieter or even simpler than Jiang Xinrui imagined. If you don't distinguish it carefully, you won't be aware that there are living creatures inside.

It seems that the people inside are sick, and they are still very sick, and they can't hear many breathing and heartbeats.

Jiang Xinrui looked at the surrounding furnishings, simply as if they had been looted. How could the people who live in the villas in Dongting Bay be so poor that they have no money to renovate? Besides, such a big villa doesn't even have a servant? No wonder all the people in her room walked inside, and no one found her.

There is also a picture of a populous family hung above the living room. A family of seven. The middle-aged man was in the middle, holding a three-to-five-year-old boy in his arms, and the boy was beside his parents. Laughing happily.

"That thing is upstairs, and the one facing the door in the stairwell is full of breath and thick in color!"

Ling Shujun cautiously followed Jiang Xinrui, watching Jiang Xinrui looking around, and directly guided her with a voice. His eyes were a bit showy. Look, without him, she still couldn't find what she was looking for.

Jiang Xinrui frowned when she heard Ling Shujun's words, and did not answer him. She knew which one she was relying on her heartbeat and weak breathing, but Jiang Xinrui found that there was something strange around her, and she had doubts in her heart. Then she walked to the second floor a few steps. Pushing the door with his left hand, gathering spiritual energy with his right hand to prepare, slowly opened the door.

Ling Shujun behind him didn't step forward to make trouble at this time, but stared at Jiang Xinrui's movements nervously.

The moment Jiang Xinrui opened the door a little bit, the spiritual power of her right hand slowly retracted.

I saw a little boy lying on the single bed in the room, with a weak breath, squinting at Jiang Xinrui.

The room was extremely dim, and the curtains blocked most of the sunlight. Although the little boy looked haggard, Jiang Xinrui found that he was the child held by the middle-aged man in the picture.

However, unlike the group photo, the little boy did not smile at this time.