Distressed Young Woman Transmigrates: Wangfei Who Defies the Imperial Edict Chapter 95: 2 broke her hand for her (2)
"The harm I have done to you in the past cannot be undone. If you can't let go of it, I can repay it to you." With a strange smile on her lips, Feng Luoxuan suddenly grabbed her left hand and placed it on her. on the left hand.
"What do you want to do?" Xiao Yao shuddered. Fingers touched his skin, and the conditioned reflex wanted to withdraw his hand.
Feng Luoxuan sighed: "I hurt you, if you feel that I will take revenge with my own hands, I will feel relieved, and let you take revenge now, will the anger in your heart be relieved?"
Xiao Yao withdrew his hand desperately, "Pervert, I don't want to do such a thing, I'm not as cruel as you."
"I have to review the memorial with my right hand, so I can only give it to you with my left hand."
Feng Luoxuan held her hand and exerted force on his left hand, "cracking".
The sound of his subordinates made Xiao Yao's eyes widen in shock, and the complicated emotions in her heart surged like a tide, drowning her all at once, and she couldn't tell what it was like to feel the surge in her chest.
"You crazy."
Xiao Yao shook his hands, feeling that he really couldn't understand the man in front of him, he always said that he would rather let the world down than let the world down on me. The so-called killing and injury can't arouse a trace of guilt in his heart at all. What is he, he feels ashamed of her and wants to make up for her, so that this cruel way can make her feel relieved.
This man is cruel to others and absolutely cruel to himself.
Feng Luoxuan let go of her hand. The hanging severed hand didn't seem to cause him any pain. He lowered his head and said to her seriously: "Don't worry, your hand will recover soon. I'm just proving it to you. I really want to ask for your forgiveness."
"I won't worry about you, you remember that I didn't crush your hand, you did it yourself, I'm not as cruel as you." Xiao Yao stepped back in fear, feeling confused .
Seeing her terrified expression, Feng Luoxuan couldn't help comforting her softly: "I crushed it myself, so you don't have to feel guilty."
"I won't feel guilty, you deserve it."
Xiao Yao yelled at him, turned around and staggered open the door, and rushed out.
Feng Luoxuan looked at the back of her fleeing in embarrassment, and stroked the broken left hand.
The afternoon breeze blows in from the window lattice, blowing the blue hair of the people in the hall flying, the eyebrows of ink and ink flying obliquely into the temples, and the cold and slender phoenix eyes reveal a rare tenderness.
"Xiao Yao, there is no damage that cannot be undone, as long as you are willing to make more sacrifices. Not just my left hand, you will see more sacrifices I made for you in the future, and I will definitely win you I was so moved that I voluntarily stayed by my side.”