What if, it was discovered a second later.
His body was faster than his brain commanded, and he held her waist and twisted it, slightly avoiding the blade. The cold light paused for a moment and then followed her like a shadow, reflecting the ugly and ferocious scar on the man's face and the vicious smile in his eyes.
Afraid of accidentally hurting her, he dropped the knife the moment she hugged his body. He had no weapon in his hand. Gu Ye raised his eyebrows, hugged her with one hand, and stretched out his other hand to block her back. The other party's dagger immediately dragged a bright and dazzling deep mark on his palm, and red liquid splashed out.
Regardless of the pain, he turned his fingers and grabbed the dagger body. Scar felt his hand tighten, but he couldn't pull out the dagger no matter what, and he suddenly panicked. He smiled coldly, pushed the person in his arms behind him, raised his leg and swept the other person's knee.
Before the man fell to the ground, he leaned over, grabbed his collar, and punched him several times!
Thinking about the dagger that almost hit her, he didn't spare any strength in these punches.
Scar was quickly knocked unconscious and blood was all over the ground.
Looking around the dark street with cold eyes, he slowly said, "Who else wants to come again?"
The bone-deep coldness at the end of his tone was filled with the breath of life and death.
There was no sound in the shadows. He sneered slightly.
"Who told you to get down and get in the car rashly!" This was said to Youyan.
Youyan stared at him blankly, looking at his hand stained red with blood, which was his right hand for painting. For her, he...
She burst into tears.
He felt an indescribable joy in his heart when he saw it, but even he was surprised. If you take the wrong approach, would you rather exchange a few inches of bright red in your palm for a drop of crystal clear in her
Thinking of her sacrifice of her life just now, the shock has not dissipated from her heart. Was that moment real? Which one is false? Is she returning the favor to him, or is she just grateful
"Xiaobai, I'm very happy during my time with you. I think I like you, but what I love... is Chi Pu."
This is what she said before leaving.
She just liked him, but during those nearly seven hundred days, he fell deeper and deeper into the mud, indulging in her shallow smile.
He grabbed her waist almost roughly and pushed her into the car.
The car was speeding on the road again, blood was pouring from the wounds, and the injuries on his hands were even more shocking, but he didn't care and let the steering wheel get soaked.
But she panicked, her eyes were red, and she put her hand on his arm, "Let's go to the hospital and call the police."
"This matter involves a personal grudge. It's good to go to the hospital and have the police come to investigate, but they only need to let you go temporarily. Once the news is over and the people they are targeting are loosened, they will cause trouble again." He said casually putting on earplugs.
"Don Juan, it's me. I made a few cuts on my body. I brought my tools and Zi Sheng to my house."
So they are going back to his house? Except for a moment of daze, Youyan didn't think about it anymore. When he stopped talking, he just asked: "Can I drive with one hand?"
He seemed slightly confused by her question, but nodded. She then carefully took his hand and put it on her knees. She took off the small woven cotton jacket she was wearing and covered the wound on his hand.
His eyes darkened, and everywhere he looked, he looked at her petite shoulders wearing only a camisole.