He's coming after him.
Qin Shiyue looked at the uninvited guest at the window, without any warmth.
A look of horror appeared on the black shadow's face, and his eyes fell on the woman in his arms.
Didn't you say that Mr. Qin is not flirtatious with women? Why are there women here
"Second Master Qin, we are chasing Shiying. I wonder if you have seen it?"
Qin Shiyue felt that the dagger was about to cut through his superficial skin, and a chill flashed in his eyes, and he said lightly: "Get out?"
The shadow choked.
Dare not speak out to refute.
That was Qin Shiyue.
The behemoth Qin family is not something he can mess with.
Under the pressure of Qin Shiyue's eyes, Heiying couldn't resist at all and left in despair.
Song Nanruo pushed Qin Shiyue away easily.
She tightened her grip on the dagger and stared at him.
Qin Shiyue lowered his head to look at the faint mark left by the dagger on his chest, then looked at Song Nanruo, with deep black eyes, "Shiying, it's not a good habit to burn down bridges when crossing rivers."
Song Nanruo thought for a moment, put away the dagger, and said, "Thank you."
Seeing that he did save her once, let him live.
She is ruthless but never kills innocent people indiscriminately.
It can be heard that she rarely expresses gratitude and her words are a bit dry.
Just forget it? Aren't you worried about him exposing her existence
Moreover, he didn't have that strong aversion when she came close.
There was a light wave of interest in his deep, calm eyes. When he saw her turning to leave, he actually asked: "Why don't you bandage it first?"
Song Nanruo backhanded her, and there was a cut on her right wrist, which she had made when she jumped downstairs. The blood flowed out and was printed on her white wrist, which was shocking.
"Need not."
She refused.
No one will be nice to you for no reason unless there is something in you that she wants.
Song Nanruo didn't have much on her body, so this was her life. It was a pity that she didn't want to go out yet.
Qin Shiyue reminded: "That person may not have gone far yet."
Song Nanruo lowered his eyes and hesitated.
Qin Shiyue looked at her patiently and did not rush her.
She nodded her thanks again.
Qin Shiyue brought the medicine box.
Once opened, it was full of medicine.
Song Nanruo took out alcohol to disinfect it first, and then bandaged it, but the injury was to his right hand. It was inconvenient to bandage his left hand, and it took a while to wrap it up properly.
Seeing that she was tied up in a mess, Qin Shiyue couldn't stand it anymore. He held down her left hand and said, "I'll do it."
While bandaging, he suddenly coughed violently.
Covering his mouth, he seemed to be coughing out his internal organs. When he stopped, his already bloodless face turned horribly white.
Song Nanruo stared at his face. His face was pale and his lips were bloodless. He seemed to be in poor health.
She doesn't know what tact is, she just says whatever she thinks.
Qin Shiyue's movements paused, and a coldness flashed in his eyes.
This white rose is so uninteresting.
He didn't like anyone mentioning his body, he reasoned with pity.
If she continued to ask, it would be difficult for him to promise not to throw her out now.
Qin Shiyue tied a bow.
The white butterfly landed on the fair and slender wrist, which was particularly pleasing to the eye. Combined with Song Nanruo's frosty expression, it had a strong impact.
Song Nanruo didn't know the dangerous thoughts in his heart. He looked at the unsightly bow with a blank expression and turned away his face unbearably.
Thinking that she was being favored, she suppressed the urge to untie it.
Then Song Nanruo tried to hold Qin Shiyue's wrist with his backhand, but he dodged it.
Qin Shiyue opened the distance between the two of them, as if a wall had been erected around them, showing an imperceptible vigilance, "What are you going to do, Miss?"
Song Nanruo met his eyes, her red lips slightly parted, "I'll take your pulse in return."
(End of chapter)