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Chapter 916
Because she was holding the knife, she clearly heard the sound of the knife entering the flesh and blood.
The sudden pain in the heart made Holden pale. He lifted his thin lips and leaned down to k!ss the teardrops on her cheek, “Elena, I underestimate you, you are really willing to stab me, but what to do, I feel like I am dead No, you are not dead yet, how can I die in front of you?”
“…”
change. state!
This madman, change. state!
Elena released the knife, she retracted her little hand, and then fell back on the soft bed.
The long, densely combed eyelashes drooped wet, and she closed her eyes and cried.
Holden drew the knife from his chest, then discarded it on the carpet. She didn’t stab deeply, but the gurgling blood seeped from his white shirt.
Straightening up, he unbuttoned all the shirt buttons and exposed his delicate chest. He used his shirt to stop the bleeding from the wound. At this time, a drop of bright red blood dripped on Elena’s face. A miracle happened. All the fine lines on Elena’s face disappeared, and she returned to her delicate skin that broke after a blow.
Holden was stagnant. He felt that Melisa’s blood was still effective. He fed the pills in just now, and now she is all right.
The bright red blood fell on the delicate skin of the woman, so coquettish.
Holden leaned down and k!ssed her, “Elena, you can’t escape. You are mine. No one can take you away from me, including you yourself.”
Elena didn’t know how long the time had passed, but she couldn’t hold it midway, and she was fainted by the man.
He opened his eyes in a daze, his body was weak and hurt everywhere, the whole figure seemed to have been crushed by wheels and was about to fall apart.
At this moment, a soft towel was covered and wiped her cheeks. She raised her eyes and saw that Holden was bending his tall and straight body, holding a towel in his hand to wipe her, his movements were very gentle.
His upper body was n@ked, the expensive metal belt around his waist was pulled and thrown on the carpet. Because he bent over, the fine bangs on his forehead hung down to cover those narrow eyes. His waistline was tight and his body was strong. The lazy and wild posture covered in the dim light can completely make people l!ck the screen.
Elena’s gaze fell on his chest again. There was a bloodstain on the left chest, where the heart was.
He did not treat his wounds at all.
Elena turned her face away cruelly, and did not go to ask his wounds cold-heartedly. He didn’t care about his body, what was her business?
She only hated that she had acted too lightly just now, otherwise how could he still have the opportunity and strength to toss her like this.
“It hurts… it hurts…”
Elena hugged herself and curled up into a ball.
Holden threw the towel in his hand into the basin next to him, and quickly pulled up his legs and held her small face with his strong and rough palm, and asked nervously, “Where is it hurting, behave, tell me.”
It hurts everywhere.
Nowhere does it hurt.
This pain made her eyes red, and she buried her small face in the pillow without speaking.
Holden stretched out his long tongue and licked his thin, dry l!ps. His voice was already muted, but it resounded through the s3xy bewilderment in the night like this, “Hey, don’t cry, I’ll clean it for you first. You’re hurt, I’ll let the female doctor handle it for you later…”
Said Holden gently k!ssed her eyes, “Sorry, I lost control just now, it’s a bit torn, you may have to sew a few stitches.”
Elena curled up on herself, not speaking, ignoring him.
Holden squeezed the towel out of the water basin. A man of noble origin had never done anything like this before, and would not serve people, so a small drop of water splashed out and landed on his wheaten skin. Give a few inducements.
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