The footsteps were getting closer, and when the warmth was about to leave, the sound of footsteps outside the door suddenly stopped.
Tang Yichen sounded in a low and magnetic voice, and the voice became clearer in the middle of the night.
The warmth stopped, subconsciously pricked his ears to listen to the conversation between the two men outside the door.
"Give him a few hours. I can't get what I want before dawn, so I chopped off his hands and sent it to the place where I was supposed to be."
Tang Yichen's tone was indifferent, as if he was discussing the weather.
Chopped your hands
Warm's legs became soft for a while, there was no trace of blood on his face, and he wanted to leave the table beside him.
At this moment, the door suddenly opened and Tang Yichen's cold face appeared in front of her.
The moment he saw her, Warm saw Tang Yichen's action of wiping his hands froze, staring at her coldly, forgetting to react.
Jiulong swallowed subconsciously and saw the warm look of despair, guessing that what they said just now must have been heard by her.
"Miss Wen..."
Jiulong wanted to explain that the young and old care about Miss Wen so much. Originally, Miss Wen has no affection for the young and old. Knowing that he is so cruel and cruel, I guess he has no good feelings...
"Go down." Tang Yichen raised his hand and said coldly.
In the process of speaking, the eyes kept staring at the warmth and her ugly face.
"Yes, young man." Jiulong nodded respectfully, took the towel that Tang Yichen had wiped his hands on, walked away, and closed the door by the way.
Suddenly Tang Yichen and Warmth remained in the room, and Tang Yichen stood behind Warmth like this.
She didn't breathe warmly and subconsciously, just because the smell of blood on Tang Yichen's hands was so strong that she almost nauseated.
Tang Yichen walked to the front of Warmth, his black eyes stared at her coldly, but said nothing.
Just when the warmth thought Tang Yichen was going to say something, Tang Yichen suddenly entered the bathroom without looking back.
Without Tang Yichen's nerve-pressing aura, the warmth suddenly fell to the ground.
He really went to kill just now...
What kind of man is Tang Yichen? So elusive.
It doesn't matter, as long as you return to Kyoto, you can leave Tang Yichen, reminding yourself warmly.
However, the more I understood, the warmth felt as uncomfortable as if something was missing in my heart.
Tang Yichen opened the faucet, put his blood-filled hand under the warm water, and looked at the water slowly turning red coldly.
That's why she couldn't accept it. Knowing that he had done those more unbearable things before, would she hate herself even more
Tang Yichen turned off the faucet and stood in the bathroom for a long time before opening the door.
Tang Yichen walked over as his eyes fell on the people who had shrunk into a small ball on the bed, and the light in the room was still on.
Hearing the warmth of the footsteps, he moved his body subconsciously. Tang Yichen saw this subtle movement in his eyes.
She is pretending to sleep!
Tang Yichen opened the quilt, lay down and dragged the person into his arms. Tang Yichen no longer smelled of blood.
But this hasn't been done for him. Warmth doesn't know what happened to her, why she cares about Tang Yichen so much.
She kept reminding herself that Tang Yichen was not a good person, and it was even more important to be able to threaten her with the company and to kill people.
Even so, she couldn't help but care about him.
Could it be that she likes Tang Yichen
Impossible, she can't like Tang Yichen!
Warmth was frightened by the thoughts in his heart, and he quickly rejected it.
Impossible, how could she fall in love with such a man, a man more terrifying than the devil.