Bab 595: He won the bet (1)

"I know," Cang Ming hesitated for a moment, but he still held her cold hand. &Quot; miss, don't be afraid. I'll go back with you. &Quot;

&Quot; but Yingluo. &Quot; she wanted to say something but stopped. There was a lot of blood in the house.

A lot, Lu Heyun's blood.

"I've already cleaned it up." Cang Ming got up and helped her to the next room.

The carpet at the door had been thrown away, and there was a faint smell of perfume in the air. There was no smell of blood at all.

The wind and rain outside the window weren't as heavy as before, but the sound of the rain still continued.

Cang Yun helped her into the bedroom and let her lie down. He pulled the blanket and covered her. &Quot; miss, you rest first. I'll go to the kitchen and heat up a glass of milk for you. &Quot;

"Cangming," Mo Zhiyun couldn't help but call out to him. There was still a trace of uncertainty in his eyes. &Quot; he really won't die? "