Yun Anan's tense nerves gradually relaxed. As soon as he walked a few more steps forward, he inevitably saw the mottled blood on the carpet at his feet, and his footsteps suddenly stiffened.

The strong and pungent smell of blood in the room kept drilling into the breath, and there was a woman covered in blood on the wool carpet lying on the face and wearing a short and thin bath towel.

Huo Siqing stood in the bloody color like a long body, his aura was so cold that it was terrifying. He was holding a black dagger thrown in the blood in his right hand, as if Shura climbed up from hell, making people feel scared.

In just a moment, Yun Anan seemed to be somewhat affected by the cold breath on his body, and the worry on his little face frozen slightly.

The fear that flashed in her eyes was held in her eyes by Huo Siqing who seemed to look sideways. The Adam's apple rolled twice in suppression, and her narrow eyes were dark.

After a long time, Yun Anan came to his senses and wanted to walk towards Huo Siqing.

"Don't come over!"

The sharp sound of the sound of the shout suddenly forced her to stop, and looked at Huo Siqing with a cold expression and a thin lips pursed into a thread.

Why not let her go?

Huo Siqing's slender and majestic body quietly blocked Yun An'an's view from looking here, and said with a low voice: "Go out."

He had too much blood stained on his hands, which would scare her.

as well as--

He raised his eyes casually and glanced at Yun Xinyue who was dying of blood on the ground. His forbearing scarlet narrow eyes flashed with a bloodthirsty cold light, like a sharp blade about to be unsheathed.

Suddenly, his hand holding the black dagger was held up by a soft and warm little hand. The clear voice was like rays of sunshine, dispelling the black clouds and bloodthirsty all around him.

"Your hand is injured." Yun Anan frowned and looked at his bleeding palm, and took out the trauma medicine he carried with him and gently applied it to it.

From beginning to end, she seemed to have not seen a woman lying on the ground and fainted. Her pretty face was serious and there was no trace of strangeness.

"Aren't you afraid?" Huo Siqing's already deep narrow eyes became darker and darker. His handsome face was calm, but his forehead was full of blue veins because he suppressed and restrained something.

After hearing the words, Yun Anan raised his eyes in confusion, but unexpectedly crashed into a pair of black eyes that were as sharp as an eagle and falcon, and couldn't help but shocked.

Her curled eyelashes trembled slightly, and she lowered her eyes and continued to apply medicine to his wounds, "Don't underestimate me too much, my courage is not so small."

It's not afraid of saying that it's fake. Huo Siqing, who is in front of her at this moment, is very different from her usual appearance. Her body seems to be about to turn into substance, and it's even more disgusting.

But somehow, she just wanted to get close.

Huo Siqing pursed his thin lips slightly, and the anger between his eyebrows and eyes slightly dissipated, especially the place she touched, and dark fire suddenly ignited, and all of them rushed toward his lower abdomen.

His jawline was slightly tense, and he pulled his palm out of Yun An'an's hand and said to her in a deep voice: "You go out first and let Qiao Mu come in and clean up the aftermath."

"The medicine has not been prepared yet!" Yun An'an's cheeks bulged slightly, and he stubbornly wanted to grab his hand and finish the medicine. Unexpectedly, as soon as she touched him, he waved his hand mercilessly!

"Don't touch me." His voice was extremely cold and depressing. He could not tell whether it was because he was restraining his anger or something else. His back felt a sense of indifference and distantness.

Yun An'an's bright eyes shrank, and he looked at the back of his slightly red hands, his lips opened, and he felt a little unbelievable for a while.

When she came to her senses, a sense of grievance suddenly burst out from the bottom of her heart, blocking her throat so hard that it was so astringent.

She suddenly smashed the ointment in her hand on Huo Siqing's straight back, and her tone was resolute and fierce: "Just leave, you don't need you to drive me away!"

After saying this, Yun Anan turned around without any pause and walked out.

It is unstable and unreasonable, and kind-hearted as a donkey's liver and lungs!

She just wanted to apply medicine to his wound. Since they didn't care at all, why should she stay here and use her hot face to touch someone's cold butt?!

It's better not to see each other again in this life!

Unexpectedly, when Yun Anan walked to the door and pulled the door handle viciously, his soft and thin waist was caught off guard by a pair of strong arms, and his whole body was pressed against the door panel behind him!

"Let me go!" Yun Anan struggled as if he was electrocuted, but he forced his hands to the top of his head and pressed them down slightly, and his body became airtight from her.

The burning and hot breath rushed over like a flood, as if he was in a stove, making Yun An'an's eyes widen, and he tried hard to break away from his iron hoop palm.

Huo Siqing lowered his eyes, barely covering the lust and scarlet that was about to overflow from his black eyes, staring at Yun An'an's misty eyes and the red nose, and suddenly smiled.

The tremor from the sound he was pressing against his chest made Yun An'an's heart panic for a second, trying to attack him with his thin legs.

But the next second he pressed his knees against him and couldn't move all over.

"As soon as I see you," Huo Siqing's voice was deep, and his gaze was so hot that it was locked on Yun An'an. "I just wanted to tear your clothes apart and do whatever I wanted to do to you. Even if you cry and beg for mercy, I wouldn't want to let you go."

"So, haven't you escaped?"

His voice seemed to be covered with flames that could burn people's skin. Through his increasingly enduring and turbid breathing, spraying it between Yun An'an's neck, causing her to tremble.

She was like a little lamb forced into a Jedi, trapped in her arms by a huge lion, and was left to kneading and bullying. She wanted to say anything, but couldn't make a sound.

With a blurred consciousness, Yun Anan seemed to smell the scent of love mixed with the smell of blood, and his whole body suddenly became stiff.

Why does this room smell like a scent?!

Before she could think clearly, a feeling of sourness and softness suddenly spread to her limbs, causing her to moan, and her eyes were filled with mist, "You——"

"Do you still want to stay?" Huo Siqing's narrow eyes, dark and pure desire was about to burst out, and he looked directly at Yun Anan without any concealment, tightening his hand that was holding her waist.

This kind of Huo Siqing made her a little scared.

It seems that it is possible to dismantle her at any time, swallow a clean beast, and not even vomit bones.

But somehow, Yun Anan had a kind of intuition. He wanted to scare himself away and didn't want her to stay here any longer.

To avoid...will hurt her.

Otherwise, he would have ignored her feelings and forced her to do so, and she would have no room for resistance.

Yun Anan pursed her red lips and looked at Huo Siqing's handsome face, which became more tense due to tolerance, and her heart softened.

She stood on tiptoe, kissed the man's straightened jawline, then quickly shrank down, pretending to be angry: "I don't want it!"

Taking advantage of his excitement, Yun Anan crawled out of his armpit and was about to run out.

It's so exciting to run away after flirting!
Chapter completed!