MTL - Twilight Kiss-Chapter 332 free

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  Chapter 332 Freedom

He put a knife in her hand, his handsome face was full of madness, and he said close to her ear, "Jiaojiao, look, how wonderful is your sweetheart's expression of pain? As long as you have the courage to kill I, these people under me will let you go."

  Gu Qiuli looked very tender and gentle, "If you don't kill me, then your sweetheart will be shot into a sieve by them."

  He looked down at her expression, as if remembering every inch. He knew that Xu Jiao was unhappy, but no one taught him how to court a girl. He is a child who grew up in the fighting field, apart from being cold-blooded, he is possessive.

   Finally met a favorite girl, but she smiled and asked him to attend her wedding. How can this be possible!

  He was mad with jealousy, he didn't know what love was, and Gu Chouli, who only knew how to possess, kidnapped Xu Jiao. And brutally impregnated her with a child.

  He just wanted her to stay, to keep her trapped.

  But it seems that Jiaojiao is still unwilling.

   Anyone who makes Jiaojiao unhappy is to be killed.

  So, he handed the knife to Jiaojiao, as long as she kills him, she will be free.

  Xu Jiao shook her head in horror, and she dropped the knife in her hand. She is different from Gu Qiuli, she will never kill.

  Even if this person bullied her, humiliated her and forced her, and she hated it, she would not kill Gu Chouli just to vent her anger.

  She wants to bring Gu Qiuli to justice in the right way.

  He was puzzled, why did Jiaojiao refuse to do it, if he could leave here once and for all by killing him?

  Gu Qiuli smiled again, "Our Jiaojiao is really the best girl in the world, why don't we dare to kill me at this point?"

  He doesn't understand but if Xu Jiao wants to be free, she must kill herself.

  Gu Qiuli grabbed her hand, his lips were thin, his long and narrow eyes were filled with sickly crimson and treachery that eroded people's hearts.

   He squeezed the knife into Xu Jiao's trembling hand, whispering in a doting tone: "Jiaojiao, you are still not cruel enough.

  Jiaojiao, kill me, death in your hands is worth it.

  If you don’t kill me, how can I let you go? "

  In a sea of ​​bright red roses, he grabbed her hand and stabbed it hard. Blood gushed out, and the flower field was filled with the smell of blood.

   Gu Qiuli doesn't know what love is, since Xu Jiao can't be imprisoned, it makes Xu Jiao feel uncomfortable. Then, he is only willing to let go when he dies.

  Xu Jiao's pupils were wide open, full of astonishment and anxiety.

   Gu Qiuli smiled, and gently wiped the blood on her cheek with his fingertips, "Jiaojiao, let's go, or I'm afraid I'll regret it."

  Xu Jiao managed to escape from Gu Qiuli, and Gu Qiuli died in that field of roses because he refused to be healed.

  Master Gu was cruel and cruel, and his proud son died unexpectedly. He attributed all the faults to Xu Jiao and Shi Lin's family.

   Gu Si'an learned all this when he was an adult, and he grew up under the torture and persecution of Mr. Gu every day. Old man Gu used the worst language to humiliate him, and even crushed all the hopes he placed on his mother—she had a new child, and she didn't want him at all.

  Master Gu has been suppressing the Shi Lin family, even Xu Jiao's suicide was induced by him. As for Lin Nanzhi's autism and depression, it was because he deliberately asked people to hypnotize Lin Nanzhi.

  Phantasies of murder recurred in children with immature minds, Lin Nanzhi would go crazy sooner or later.

  The details in Luo Ci's mind suddenly became coherent, and this robbery was stripped before the eyes of others, which made her both shocked and frightened.

   Even a little surprised.

   Gu Si'an coughed a few more times, his eyes were cold, like a pool of stagnant water. His face was pale and looked a little sick.

  Through his gaze, Luo Ci felt vaguely familiar.

   Yesterday was the Mid-Autumn Festival, I forgot to send a blessing, and I will repost a happy Mid-Autumn Festival. By the way, don't be ashamed to ask for tickets.

  

  

  (end of this chapter)