The first time Han Yue met Chu Ci was actually a coincidence.
That day Han Yue and his friends went out to eat and ordered crab noodles in a Cantonese restaurant. The chef of the restaurant showed them the big king crab in a bucket. It weighed about five kilograms, and the boss couldn't hold it in a bucket. As a result, when it was time to serve the dishes, I saw that such a large crab was filled with two plates, and it was quite small in size.
Those princes and men stopped doing it at that time-money doesn't matter, the key is not to be taken advantage of by others! The one you showed us is so big, how come it becomes the grandson of Crab when it is served on the table
Before the group showed their identities at first, they patted the table in the lobby and called the manager. The manager of the restaurant came over to take a look, and thought they were easy to bully, so he pretended to be stupid by laughing, saying for a while that the crabs would be smaller after frying, and for a while saying that they were wrong, and the crabs were actually not that big Go, it's already on the table anyway, and you have to pay for it!
The manager's perfunctory attitude was particularly obvious, and when he was in a hurry, he would look at people out of the corner of his eyes, with a look of "our store has a lot of business, what do you do?" Are Han Yue and his gang easy to provoke? Among the old men who came out of the army, only Pei Zhi had a good temper, and the others were all masters who exploded at a single point, and immediately slapped the table cursing.
The manager of the restaurant panicked when he saw it: "What are you doing? If you have something to say, what do you mean by doing it?" He called the security guards to come up and drive people away.
Before the security guard could make a move, Han Yue slowly took the cigarette out of his mouth, pressed it on the tablecloth and extinguished it, then picked up a sea bowl for noodles, and smashed it hard in front of the manager with a snap!
With a crash, the debris was scattered all over the floor, and the soup, noodles, and crab legs and feet all splashed in mid-air, and immediately drenched the manager's face and body completely!
The manager was stunned, and so was the security guard. Most of the diners in the restaurant stood up in shock, and hurriedly retreated out the door with a timid exclamation.
Han Yue sneered, before he had time to say anything, Pei Zhi took a step forward, politely took out his business card from his pocket and stuffed it to the manager: "Speak up if you have something to say, it's boring to hit someone. Come on buddy, this is My business card, all the losses caused to you today will be charged to my account, you can send someone to my house to ask for it." Then he turned his head and waved: "Brothers, smash it!"
When the manager of the restaurant saw the business card, his legs went limp at that time, and he realized that he had offended the master today, and his voice trembled immediately: "Okay, talk about it! Please don't! How much do you want?" Ladies, you guys, stop first! Stop first!... "
Who would listen to him among those suffocated old men? Just as he was gearing up for a fight, suddenly a person stood up from another table and shouted, "What are you doing? Stop!"
Han Yue stood at that position, closest to the voice, and couldn't help but look up.
That was the first time he saw Chu Ci.
At noon that day, Chu Ci was actually treating his assistant to dinner. His assistant at that time was not Xiao Wang later, but a young and beautiful female intern.
Han Yue didn't know it until later, but in fact, that beautiful female assistant had a special feeling for Chu Ci. It's just that Chu Ci was naturally angry with strangers, and then slowly, he froze the girls away.
Gossip aside, Chu Ci invited someone to dinner that day, of course she wouldn't dress too casually. He was wearing a very slim black shirt, the cuffs were rolled up to the elbows, and a small piece of broken porcelain was pierced on the pulled out forearm, and the blood was flowing—it was the sea bowl thrown by Han Yue, which was smashed on the corner of the table, and the pieces Splash up and stick to it. Underneath he was wearing a pair of gunsmoke blue jeans, a very nice dark blue indoors.
Originally, his back was facing Han Yue's table, so when he called to stop, he was in a posture of twisting his waist and looking at this side, which seemed to show off his figure even more. The waist was so flexible and narrow that people could see it I couldn't help but want to measure it with my arm.
Han Yue clicked his tongue at that time, thinking that the woman looks average, but the man is... but...
"How are you, Mr. Chu?" The female assistant stood up in panic, "Ah, your hand is bleeding!"
Chu Ci waved his hand, wiped the blood casually with a napkin, and said, "I'm fine." Turning to Han Yue and the others, he said sharply, "What are you doing in broad daylight!"
His voice is very magnetic, although the tone is very annoying, it sounds very comfortable.
Looking at his face, Han Yue's heart skipped a beat for some reason, as if a pleasant electric current shot up from his spine, it felt a little itchy and irritating.
A buddy in the army couldn't control his temper anymore. He pushed the security guard cursingly, and then yelled at Chu Ci: "It's none of your business! Go away!"
Chu Ci clapped his chopsticks and strode over here.
Han Yue felt a little inexplicably excited and excited. That is not the feeling of facing an opponent who is about to rush to fight, but like a beast, seeing the delicious and tender animal accidentally bumping into its own territory, and thus pounces on it, A strong urge to eat a bite.
"Oh, what's the matter with this hand? Was it pierced by a piece of debris? It's all my fault..." Before Chu Ci stepped forward, Han Yue stopped him halfway, and he could not help but pull Chu Ci's arm up forcibly Looking at the wound: "Really! I slipped my hand and accidentally threw the bowl out!"
"..." Chu Ci almost thought that he had heard it wrong. He couldn't help but look at Han Yue's face, and found that this man was serious and didn't blush at all!
"You don't need to see a doctor for such a deep injury. You can see that it is still bleeding, and it will be troublesome if you get infected. How about this, my car is just parked at the door, and I will take you to the hospital?"
"..." Now not only Chu Ci felt that she had heard wrong, but even Han Yue's friends felt that there was something wrong with their ears! A buddy asked in a low voice: "Han Er, is this going to be smashed today?"
"What are you smashing, isn't it just a crab! You can figure it out!" Han Yue waved his hand impatiently, caught another glimpse of the beautiful female assistant, turned his eyes and asked Chu Ci: "—Go out for dinner with your girlfriend?"
After all, Chu Ci was young at the time, and she subconsciously shook her head when she was told the same thing.
Han Yue laughed, and patted Pei Zhi's shoulder fiercely: "Brother, I beg you, please send her back to calm her down! I'll send this little brother to the hospital first!"
Pei Zhi was taken aback: "Han Er, you got caught by Uncle Lei Feng today?"
Chu Ci was also taken aback for a moment. Han Yue's gracious apology put out all his annoyance, and subconsciously waved his hand: "No need, just wipe this little injury..."
"This is not a minor injury!" Han Yue said seriously, "If it is not handled properly, it will cause serious problems if it is infected! Don't worry too much, my car is parked at this door, and it is very convenient to go to the hospital once and for all, and there will be no delay How long have you been. I will cover all the medical expenses, it is my fault, it should be!"
Before Chu Ci could refuse, Han Yue half helped and half dragged him out of the restaurant.
"...Second Young Master Han took the wrong medicine today?" Pei Zhicai murmured after they had left for a while, "Speaking of which, he looks really good... Fuck, did he take a fancy to him?"
Chu Ci is a person who is born to be soft but not hard. If Han Yue and the others smashed their necks in the restaurant, maybe he really rushed to stop them. But when Han Yue sent him to the hospital with an apologetic smile, he couldn't show his face to Han Yue.
Chu Ci belonged to the type whose face, facial features, and skin were very delicate and attractive. Han Yue couldn't help turning his head to look at him while driving. After looking at it for a few times, Chu Ci couldn't help it anymore, and touched his face with a smile: "Is there a splinter on my face too?"
"No." Han Yue smiled, and asked in a friendly way: "I hear your accent, doesn't it look like a Beijinger?"
"I'm from out of town."
"Oh... what's your last name?"
"Miangui's surname is Chu, Chu Ci."
Han Yue turned the steering wheel and looked at Chu Ci with a smile: "Chu Ci's Ci? Or celadon porcelain?"
"Merciful Ci.—What's your name?"
"Oh, my name is Han Yue, and they all call me Han Er."
If you are a member of the circle, even if you don't know Han Yue's face, you should know the famous name of the Second Young Master of the Han family. But Chu Ci had nothing to do with their circle, she laughed when she heard about Han Er, and asked, "Is it because you are special... that's why I called you Han Er?"
Han Yue burst out laughing: "Maybe! But I am the second in the family, and I have an older brother above me, that's why I'm called that."
"That's it... But you really scared me when you threw the bowl just now. How can anyone just smash it? I'm not afraid that the restaurant will call the police to arrest you in broad daylight."
"That restaurant has been playing tricks like this." Han Yue paused, then apologized with a smile: "But I'm really sorry just now, I lost my hand in a moment of excitement..."
He turned his head to look at Chu Ci. Chu Ci's smile was very beautiful, her eyes were slightly bent, her teeth were not exposed, and her lips showed a beautiful arc. If it was the first time someone met Han Yue and told Han Yue whether you were special, so they called you Han Er, then Han Yue would definitely make this person dare not appear in front of him again for the rest of his life. But when Chu Ci teased him with a smile like this, he only felt a kind of heat-like, electrical stimulation in his heart.
He even wanted to tease Chu Ci to say a few more words, even if he made fun of himself, it didn't matter.
Chu Ci's arm was actually fine, the fragments were stuck into the flesh, but not very deep, it was done after cleaning, disinfecting and bandaging. The only trouble is that you can't touch the water for a few days to prevent wound infection and inflammation.
It was past three o'clock in the afternoon after coming out of the hospital, Han Yue asked, "Shall I take you home?"
"... let's go home," Chu Ci looked at his watch, "I can only ask for leave from my unit in the afternoon..."
Han Yue pretended to be casual and asked, "Which unit are you in?"
As soon as he said this, he regretted it. Normal people always ask "Where are you?" How could it be like an army sentry questioning a visitor!
"The metallurgical research institute next to that restaurant, so I only have time to come out at noon." Fortunately, Chu Ci was not very defensive about people, so he said something casually.
"Hey, state-owned enterprises and public institutions! Everyone is going to state-owned enterprises these days, you have a bright future."
"It's all right. What about you?"
"Me," Han Yue paused, and said, "I'm a soldier, and I'm going back to Beijing for vacation."
Chu Ci took a look at him and said with a smile: "Officer, I have never seen a big soldier who can go home for vacation, nor have I seen an ordinary soldier who has the courage to smash things in the restaurant!"
Han Yue was about to step on the gas pedal, when he heard Chu Ci take a deep look, he took out his phone and asked, "Leave me a number?"
Chu Ci looked at the front window of the car, only smiled slightly, and did not answer.
Han Yue no longer pays attention to the world's sophistication, and knows that this is the meaning of silent refusal.
The person in front of me is not very defensive against strangers, but he is very introverted, not a personality who casually associates with outsiders.
Combined with his refined bookishness and his work in the research institute group, this person should be an academic.
Han Yue also made friends before, but they were all introduced by friends, or posted by himself, a person who is able to do a good job in the party. Chu Ci, a gentle, quiet and well-behaved outsider, made Han Yue's heart itch, but he couldn't find a crack to attack.
He can't just go up and say, I think you like it, how about we play as friends? And you can't just throw out your identity and threaten that you quickly follow me, or you won't have good fruit to eat. He could only chat with Chu Ci one sentence at a time, the more he chatted, the more he liked it, the more he looked at it, the more itchy, he really wished he could grab her into his arms right now and give him a good kiss.
Chu Ci's home arrived soon.
It was an apartment building in a good location. Although the exterior looked gray, the community environment was not bad.
Parked the car downstairs, before Chu Ci had time to open the door, Han Yue calmly asked, "Won't you invite me up for a cup of tea?"
"..." Chu Ci was stunned for a moment, and then laughed: "This should be a line between the male and female protagonists in TV dramas, but unfortunately there is no female protagonist here, and my house has just moved here, so it is messy everywhere, which is really inconvenient .”
"Oh. . . . a new house? Living with the family?"
"No," Chu Ci said, "It was rented."
Han Yue didn't force him, and smiled and waved his hands through the car window: "Forget it. I'm really sorry about what happened today. Go up and have a good rest."
Chu Ci waved to him, and walked into the corridor without looking back.
Han Yue kept staring at his figure until he was completely invisible, and the smile in his eyes slowly receded little by little, replaced by a desire that sent chills down the spine.
Every sentence and every expression of Chu Ci played back in his mind over and over again, followed by joyful and tiny electric currents running wildly in the skin all over his body.
After a long time, Han Yue recalled the feeling at that time, and realized that it was called love at first sight. It's a pity that normal people can take safe and warm steps after falling in love at first sight, but Han Yue turned that feeling into impulsiveness and destruction.
The wound on Chu Ci's hand healed and scabbed quickly, and he also forgot about Han Yue.
But one day not long after that, he suddenly received a call from an unknown number in the office.
"Hey, how's your hand? Are you ready?"
Chu Ci was stunned for a while holding the phone, and subconsciously asked, "Who are you?"
Han Yue laughed on the phone: "Me, the one who smashed things in the restaurant that day."
Chu Ci suddenly recalled that officer that day. Although he concealed it very well at that time, Chu Ci could still feel the domineering arrogance of giving orders from the superior for a long time from the aura around him.
At that time, Han Yue's aura made Chu Ci vaguely uncomfortable, and later when Han Yue wanted to leave his number, he also pretended not to hear.
But why did that person call again
"You... how come you have my mobile phone number?" Chu Ci couldn't help asking.
Han Yue didn't answer, but changed the subject, and said with great interest: "I happened to be back in Beijing on business, please come out and have a meal to make amends! Are you free tonight?"
"… No time."
"What about tomorrow night?"
"No." Chu Ci paused, then said tactfully: "My hand is fine, you don't have to worry about it. Also, where did you get my phone number—"
"Oh, come out tonight! I won't waste your time!"
Chu Ci was interrupted for a moment, but she still refused with a good temper: "I appreciate the kindness, but I really don't have time tonight. There was nothing to do that day, so you really don't have to worry about it!"
"I didn't take it to heart. I just went out for a meal and treated it as a new friend. What's the big deal?"
Chu Ci was about to laugh out of anger at this man's self-talk: "I'm sorry sir, you probably made a mistake. I think your friends and I are not the same kind of people, and we can't go together. I don't want to pursue it either. Where did you get my mobile phone number, let's just say that, I'm still busy, okay?"
There was silence on the phone for a while, then Han Yue sighed softly, and said with a smile, "Then... you should do your work first."
After speaking, he hung up the phone.
Although Chu Ci felt that the tone of his last sentence was a bit weird, he didn't take it seriously. When he hung up the phone, he murmured in his heart, why is this person always so courteous? Could it be rape or stealing
Chu Ci had nothing to do that night, he just wanted to be alone.
After work, he went home to grab some food, read professional books for a while, and went to bed obediently after ten o'clock in the evening.
What he didn't know was that Han Yue was actually going to come to his house that night, but he was called back by the Military Commission for urgent business on the way, so he slept peacefully for the last night.
The next morning Chu Ci got up to go to work as usual, but she didn't know why her eyelids kept twitching. While brushing his teeth he knocked over the water glass and the shards almost cut his fingers.
Chu Ci couldn't help being a little impatient.
After he finished cleaning up the broken glass, it was already much longer than the usual time to go out. If there is another traffic jam on the road, he may not have time to clock in.
Just as she was about to leave in a hurry, the doorbell rang again suddenly.
"Here we come!" Chu Ci responded, and hurriedly opened the door while picking up the laptop: "Excuse me, are you... um? Is it you?"
"Good morning." Han Yue stood outside the door, smiled slightly, and walked a step into the room.
Although the expression on his face was not scary at all, somehow it gave off a strong sense of oppression, and Chu Ci couldn't help taking a half step back, "...you...what can you do?"
Han Yue gestured for him to close the door: "I'm here to tell you something, it's not good to disturb the neighbors. Come, close the door."
"Sorry, I have to go to work now, why don't I just—"
Han Yue gently grabbed Chu Ci's hand holding the door, and forced him to close the door bit by bit, and the lock clicked.
His action gave Chu Ci a rather bad feeling: "What do you want to do?"
"Don't do anything, don't be so nervous, relax." Han Yue looked around, the living room was not big, and the door leading to the bedroom was open, and with a quick scan, he could see the overall layout of the house.
"You are really single. You don't even have a pet. Aren't you deserted?" Han Yue walked through the living room, walked around the study room, and then poked his head into the bedroom, "No parents, no relatives , no girlfriend... oh, no boyfriend either."
Chu Ci slammed the bedroom door, and her voice changed with anger: "You are so inexplicable, why don't you just go to other people's houses and talk nonsense? I'm going to work, please leave quickly!"
Han Yue suddenly grabbed his hand with great strength, Chu Ci was startled, and then struggled fiercely: "What are you doing? Let go!"
Without saying a word, Han Yue hugged Chu Ci by the waist, turned around the living room a few steps to the study room, threw him on the loose sofa, and then bent one leg against him to prevent him from escaping.
Chu Ci was stunned. After realizing it, he immediately grabbed the decorations on the desk, trying to smash Han Yue's head.
How could Han Yue be hit by him, and immediately snatched off the decoration with his hands, only to hear a crash, he swept all the fragments on the desk to the ground with a wave of his hand.
"You..." Just as Chu Ci was about to get furious, he suddenly struggled and touched something hard in Han Yue's pocket. He looked down and saw that his face changed drastically, only to see that it was a pitch-black pistol.
"Oh, I scared you." Han Yue put the gun barrel back into his pocket lightly, "It's okay, don't mind."
A strong chill ran through Chu Ci's body, and his voice trembled a little: "What do you want to do?"
"... Me, I'm just here to discuss something with you." Han Yue even smiled, and in this very intimate and ambiguous posture, he leaned into Chu Ci's ear and asked in a low voice: "I don't think you have any Companion, I happen to have neither, and I like you quite a bit, why don't we be friends?"
Chu Ci was stunned for a moment, then he was so angry that he couldn't speak, and after a while he gritted his teeth and said, "Get off me!"
One knee of Han Yue was pressed between Chu Ci's thighs, and one hand was pressed on his waist like iron tongs. When he was training in the army, he could carry a 30-kilogram log and run cross-country. It was really easy to hold down a mere Chu Ci: "You haven't given me an answer yet..."
"Impossible! I don't agree! Get lost!"
"It's okay if you don't agree." Han Yue freed up one hand, touched Chu Ci's chin unscrupulously, then grabbed his face and kissed him hard.
The kiss was rough and impatient, without the slightest hint of tenderness. Just like a hungry predator finally catching the delicacy of his dream, the first thing he does is to bite it hard, and he can't wait to swallow the prey under his claws, including the belt and flesh.
Chu Ci snorted, and struggled desperately to grab Han Yue with one hand, but Han Yue grabbed his wrist and twisted him behind him.
He suppressed Chu Ci with his body, so he spared one hand and eagerly grabbed the hair on the back of Chu Ci's head, forcing him to raise his head to accept the kiss. In this way, he didn't have to forcibly open Chu Ci's jaw so that he couldn't clench his teeth. The saliva fell from the roughly ravaged lips, flowed through Chu Ci's white and fragile throat, and dripped deeply into the skin of his chest under his shirt.
This kind of bloody and violent kiss made Han Yue's whole body roar with excitement.
The blood was like the rising tide of the sea, rushing up to the top of his head, making his temples throbbing; a rushing directly to the lower body, making him harden early in the morning.
It's so fucking terrible, I don't want to be a rapist... Han Yue finally bit Chu Ci's lower lip hard, and raised his head out of breath.
Chu Ci looked very embarrassed, his shirt was messed up, two buttons were unbuttoned, revealing a beautiful collarbone; there was a little blood on his lips, his face was flushed due to lack of oxygen and anger, looking at Han Yue's eyes almost wished he could pounce on him and bite him to death.
Han Yue was a little sorry to find that he was really hard.
"Be good and I won't move you, at least not today." Han Yue resisted the desire to keep shouting, reached out and gently stroked Chu Ci's face, his tone was low and hoarse but rare gentle, "Although I have a bad temper, It's messy at times, but it's never stingy with people. You should think about what I said, and it will do you good."
"You're dreaming! Get out of my house!" Chu Ci slammed Han Yue's hand away, his body trembling with anger: "Get out now, or be careful and I'll call the police!"
His resolute refusal made Han Yue's face darken, and then he sneered: "Call the police? You can go to the police and try it. Go ahead and report, I'll call 110 for you."
Chu Ci couldn't say a word, and reached out to grab the phone.
There is a wireless phone landline on his desk, which is usually used well, but today it doesn't light up no matter how hard he presses it.
"It's useless, someone cut off your home phone before I came." Han Yue took out his phone slowly, "So let me call 110 for you. But before calling 110, we have to call your unit first , I will ask you to take sick leave today."
Chu Ci watched helplessly as he dialed a number, which was quickly connected. He lazily called out, "Hello, Mr. Liu? I'm Han Yue."
Chu Ci couldn't hear the voice coming from the phone, but it seemed that he was very enthusiastic, because Han Yue's attitude was really casual and a bit domineering.
Mr. Liu, Chu Ci also knew that he was the head of his unit. He was usually a bit arrogant. He would only nod and bow when facing superior leaders. For this reason, the engineers always secretly laughed at him.
"It's like this. There is a friend named Chu Ci in your unit... Yes, he is sick today, so I will ask him for leave... What? How long? I don't know, you can figure it out..."
Mr. Liu on the other side of the phone probably replied a few more words graciously, Han Yue hummed a few times, and hung up the phone.
He generously handed the phone to Chu Ci and asked, "Try calling 110?"
Although he still had a smile on his face, that smile was obviously different from when Chu Ci first saw him.
The Han Yue he saw for the first time was disguised, hiding all dangers and desires, trying to make a good first impression on Chu Ci. But no matter how one hides, one's temperament cannot be disguised, so Chu Ci can still feel from some extremely small details that Han Yue is a superior person who is used to giving orders, and has a subtle alienation mentality about it.
Today, Han Yue has completely torn off his disguise, revealing his predatory, tough and brutal essence under the surface. Even his smile was full of oppression like a needle prick, which made people feel chills when they saw it.
Chu Ci took the phone, pressed the number with trembling fingers, two ones and one zero, before pressing the green call button. Before pressing down, he suddenly stopped, raised his head and asked Han Yue: "You... your surname is Han?"
Han Yue didn't mean to use his family background to suppress others, but he didn't evade the fact that he had a background, so he nodded generously and said, "Yes."
"Korean Han?"
"Ah, that's the Bangzi Country..."
Chu Ci didn't bother to answer Han Yue's teasing, his face turned pale in an instant, and the last blood color almost faded: "You said you are the second in the family, do you have a brother named... Han Qiang?"
Han Yue was also a little surprised: "Hey! Do you know my boss? Or is he particularly high-profile in Beijing?"
Chu Ci's whole body froze all of a sudden, and Han Yue couldn't find any expression on his face at all. It was only a matter of a few seconds, and then he suddenly overthrew Han Yue and rushed out from the sofa with such strength that he was almost dying, and Han Yue was stunned for a moment.
He got up suddenly, and ran out with Chu Ci, only to see Chu Ci rushed to the kitchen, picked up a palm-length fruit knife, pointed at Han Yue and said sharply, "Get out now!"
"You put the knife..."
"Get out!" Chu Ci's voice was terribly shrill, and bloodshot eyes came up, "Otherwise I'll chop you up right now!"
"Take it easy, put down the knife first..." Han Yue was not afraid of the small knife, he just felt that Chu Ci was so excited that he might stab himself if he missed it. He walked forward slowly while waving his hands, trying to snatch the knife while Chu Ci was not paying attention, but he did not expect that Chu Ci's movements were lightning fast, and the fierce snow flashed, and Han Yue watched helplessly as the knife brushed on his palm. He opened his mouth!
The cut was not deep, but it ran across the entire palm, and blood oozed out all at once, and Han Yue hissed.
"Get out now, and don't appear in front of me for the rest of your life." Chu Ci held a knife in one hand, and pointed at the door tremblingly with the other: "Otherwise I will definitely kill you next time I see you! I will do what I say!"
Before he finished speaking, Han Yue suddenly rushed forward, quickly put one hand on Chu Ci's wrist holding the knife and twisted it, at the same time, he flew his knee heavily into Chu Ci's abdomen, instantly bending Chu Ci in pain down the waist.
Han Yue had already calculated that kick, and the position was right on the lower abdomen. Although it could create a strong pain that made people temporarily lose their mobility, it was not enough to break people's intestines.
However, at the moment Chu Ci was forced to let go of the knife, he also passed the blade forward. Han Yue was caught off guard and was stabbed directly in the shoulder socket.
Of course, the fruit knife couldn't cause any serious damage. When Chu Ci's wrist was twisted, Chu Ci's strength was quite limited, but the knife was so precise that Han Yue's coat was pierced right away, and the tip of the knife was barely on the shoulder. With a stroke of the muscle, blood seeped out all at once.
Han Yue glanced down, his expression unchanged, grabbed Chu Ci's hand and pulled it over, and then slapped Chu Ci hard on the back of his head!
"Ah..." Chu Ci cried out in pain, then collapsed, and was held in Han Yue's arms.
"Hiss, it's really capable." Han Yue wiped the wound on his shoulder, and rubbed the blood onto the kitchen rag. Then he hugged Chu Ci horizontally.
When Chu Ci was unconscious, she looked very quiet, her eyes were tightly closed, and her long and thick eyelashes covered a half circle of shadow. Her black hair fell messily on her forehead, making her skin as white as the first snow.
Han Yue was slashed twice by the knife, and he was still a little depressed, but when he hugged Chu Ci in his arms, his annoyance disappeared in an instant.
"He's pretty good at literature and martial arts." Han Yue lowered his head and kissed Chu Ci hard on the face.
He carried Chu Ci back to the study, wandered around, and finally decided to put Chu Ci in the armchair, and handcuffed his hands behind the back of the chair.
This position allows him to rest his head on the back of the chair, which is not terribly uncomfortable, but ensures that he cannot move freely.
"If you fucking don't agree, don't let me out of this door." Han Yue patted Chu Ci's comatose face, and then tried his best to smooth the wrinkles between his brows.
"What are you so anxious about? What's there to be afraid of?" Han Yue paused, as if promising himself, and said in a low voice, "I'll make it up to you later..."