Chapter 889: Death

However, the fact is that Zhang Yun still looks like a delicate and beautiful girl, with her charming and charming face, her seductive and hot dress, and her long and soft sea blue hair, she doesn't look like she is the same as before. No wonder Song Chuhui is confused and unable to recognize her.

But the next moment, Song Chuhui was shocked suddenly, subconsciously lifting her wrists and looking carefully. But no matter how she looked, she didn't see the hole she imagined. Her two white wrists were snow-white and beautiful, without any flaws.

In just a moment, Song Chuhui's beautiful eyes widened, then slowly looked at Zhang Yun, and said in a trembling voice:

How is this possible? Xiaoyun, I, am I, am I not dead? I am not, I am not... ·

However, before Song Chuhui finished speaking, Zhang Yun, who could no longer bear the sadness in his heart, rushed over and hugged Song Chuhui into his arms, trembling with his lips, and tears fell down:

Wife, I, I'm sorry, I can't protect you, I'm making you suffer and despair. I'm just a beast, I...

Zhang Yun didn't know how long he had apologized to Song Chuhui. Tears had already flowed down Zhang Yun's delicate little face, all flowing on Song Chuhui's shoulders. At this moment, Zhang Yun looked like a delicate girl with pear blossoms and rain.

At this moment, Zhang Yun wanted to punch himself, instead of begging for forgiveness like now. However, the man did not cry easily, but he was not sad.

For a moment, Song Chuhui was stunned. This was not the first time she had recovered from the dead. Whenever she thought she was about to leave this world, there would always be a pair of hands forcibly pulling her back. When she opened her eyes, she would see Zhang Yun's handsome and charming little face.

So much so that Song Chuhui let Zhang Yun hold her in her arms in a daze, and she couldn't come back to her senses at all. This is normal. No one can accept the fact that he was resurrected from the dead for a moment.

Unfortunately, this beautiful scene was ruthlessly broken by a woman at the next moment. When I was talking, I heard a loud bang. A beautiful woman in extremely disheveled clothes and exposed a large area of ​​harmonious spring light broke in. It was not Wu Xuemèi who was angry, but who was it?

Wu Xuemèi was almost angry to death by Zhang Yun. Not long ago, she ignited a raging flame on Zhang Yun's body, and she was only one step away from rectifying Zhang Yun on the spot, but at that time, Zhang Yun pushed her away and escaped, almost suffocating her to death.

Wu Xuemie was so angry that she was itchy at all. Zhang Yun was decisively lying to her. She was seriously ill and dying. She ran faster than a rabbit. Wu Xuemie wanted to tear Zhang Yun alive, but no matter how she looked for her, she could not find Zhang Yun.

It was not until just now that she suddenly heard something from Song Chuhui in the bedroom over there that she came here with murderous intent.

At this moment, Wu Xuemie saw Zhang Yun holding Song Chuhui and burst into tears. Her sad tears made the exquisite makeup on her little face. There was no place where she was so angry that she was so energetic that she would not forget Song Chuhui at this moment.

Wu Xuemèi sneered on the spot and angrily squirted to Zhang Yun and Song Chuhui:

It seems that I am disturbing you two dogs and men, but I said Zhang Yun, have you told Song Chuhui what happened to you in this outfit, and what did you promise me?

At this moment, the color of the ring on Zhang Yun's left hand changed drastically, and it had dropped from the original blue to pink, and even the pink color was rapidly decreasing.

At this moment, Zhang Yun looked at Wu Xuemie blankly, with a look of horror on his face. Zhang Yun didn't expect Wu Xuemie to appear at this time. It would be better to say that Zhang Yun was only thinking about Song Chuhui and didn't even think about what would happen to Wu Xuemie.

Originally, at this point in time, Wu Xuemie had already been forced to ** with a slender jade finger. He had already fainted on the big bed like a dying swan, but now, Wu Xuemie still looked like he was asking for guilt.

Sure enough, history has been changed, and the evil he committed in the past time and space has continued to this point in time, which has caused this embarrassing situation now.

At this moment, Zhang Yun subconsciously looked at his whole body and suddenly had an urge to die. Damn, how could he forget Wu Xuemie's feminine transformation? Now he is just a real soft girl. No wonder Song Chuhui couldn't recognize him at first.

But the most important thing at the moment is to settle Wu Xuemie. Zhang Yun immediately passed by with a knife and knocked Song Chuhui down softly.

Afterwards, Zhang Yun looked at Wu Xuemie with a cold and chilled face, and couldn't help but take a deep breath, and appeared in front of Wu Xuemie, which was so shocked that Wu Xuemie couldn't help but take a step back, and her face changed.

At this moment, Wu Xuemie suddenly remembered Zhang Yun's violent slap in the face, for fear that Zhang Yun would attack her again.

However, Zhang Yun's next move completely confused Wu Xuemie. Zhang Yun was not going to move to her. He rushed into Wu Xuemie's arms very delicately like a injured bird.

Zhang Yun even hugged Wu Xuemèi while saying in tears:

Xuemèi, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to lie to you, I me, I just love you too much, that's why, I'm sorry Xuemèi, I've obviously promised you to be your woman, but I still can't let go of Xiaohui. I me, I'm sorry for you, I'm really sorry,

At this moment, Zhang Yunwu's charming little face was covered with heartbreaking tears, and even the two long beautiful eyelashes were stained with a few crystal clear tears. It has to be said that it was thrillingly beautiful.

At this point, Zhang Yun had to use his tricks. He just wanted to win Wu Xuemie's trust again, so that Wu Xuemie would not cause trouble for him again in the future. As for reversals, he was fucking a bird's egg. He wanted to establish that kind of relationship with such a woman.

You should know that any woman who establishes a reverse relationship with Zhang Yun has become his woman without exception. Since the damn system does not force him, how could Zhang Yun let Wu Xue be his woman? No, to be precise, it is Wu Xue who wants Zhang Yun to be her woman.

At the same time, as soon as Zhang Yun finished speaking, the color of the ring on his left hand suddenly stopped changing and was fixed in pink.

But who knew that Wu Xuemèi's next sentence made Zhang Yun fall into the ice cellar suddenly:

Since you want to apologize, I will give you another last chance to lie on the bed obediently. I will teach you how to be my woman.

In just a moment, Zhang Yun was really shocked. He didn't expect Wu Xue to say such words. At this moment, Zhang Yun subconsciously turned his head to look at Wu Xue, and saw that Wu Xue's pretty red face had no expression on his terrible coldness.