Chapter 287 My Roommate is a Pervert (Thirty-Two)

Huo Yan laughed coldly: "No, it's you who's tied up."

Yu Huo silently tugged at the hem of his clothes, the jingling sound continued in his ears. He was stunned and raised his wrist with a questioning look in his eyes.

"With chains?"

Huo Yan stood up and looked down at him condescendingly: "There's nothing I can do. You're too good at fighting. I can't tie you up with anything else."

Yu Huo lowered his eyelashes and fell silent.

Thank you for the invitation. If it weren't for the system supervision, this iron chain wouldn't be able to tie him up.

He gathered his composure and looked up at the other person again: "We can discuss this. What exactly is your intention in arresting me?"

Huo Yan stared at him, feeling a little angry.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Yu Huo urged him, "Speak!"

Huo Yan regained his composure in a split second, looked away, and asked, "Are you with Jiang Feng?"

Just as he finished speaking, a cold laugh reached his ears: "What do I think I am? Are you jealous?"

Upon hearing this, Huo Yan bit his lips unconsciously and said nothing.

The next second, the other party said, "But it's useless to arrest me. You like Jiang Feng, but Jiang Feng doesn't like you. Buddy, you're on a narrow road!"

Huo Yan almost died of anger after hearing what the other party said.

He wanted to say something, but when he saw the other person's heartless face, he didn't know how to start. He just stared at Yu Huo blankly, feeling torn.

To be honest, if there wasn't that iron chain, Yu Huo would have been dazed for a moment just by looking at his expression.

It seemed as if Huo Yan was an innocent little white flower, and he was the villain who kidnapped the hostages.

It's outrageous.

He paused and asked directly, "Did you arrest me to silence me?"

"No." Huo Yan said and sat back on the sofa, still staring at him: "Don't think too much, I'm not that crazy."

Yu Huo felt relieved, and he leaned back on the bed, his eyelids gradually closing.

Huo Yan listened to his gradually steady breathing and walked forward cautiously. His eyes swept across the other's handsome features inch by inch, and his eyes softened involuntarily.

Although Yu Huo looked fair and clean, he still looked a bit like a bandit even when he was asleep.

He was different from the past. In the past, he was like a soft bun, easy to control, but now he was like a thorn bush, and the slightest mistake would leave a wound on the palm of your hand...

As the night deepened, Jiang Feng lowered his eyes and listened to the flat electronic sound coming from the receiver. His mood became inversely proportional to his anxiety.

The shadow cast by the incandescent lamp tightly enveloped the young man sitting on the chair, revealing only a thin white chin with a faint bruise on it, like a crack on a precious porcelain, abrupt and conspicuous.

He lowered his eyes, turned off the phone, and sighed irritably.

A curious voice came from behind: "Didn't the call go through?"

Jiang Feng nodded: "It's turned off."

Skinny Bamboo Pork guessed: "The phone is out of battery, right?"

Jiang Feng thought for a moment and denied it: "I checked his phone last night, it was fully charged."

After hearing this, Shouzhugan no longer held onto hope and took out his cell phone to call his sister.

But what I got was the news that the other party had finished work before seven o'clock.

Jiang Feng looked at the time. It was almost eleven o'clock and the dormitory was already sealed and locked.

He squinted his eyes and looked at Huo Yan's equally empty bed, picked up his phone and tentatively called him back. After hearing that Huo Yan's phone was also turned off, he decisively dialed the Huo family's old house.

The call to Huo's house was quickly connected, and a gentle female voice came from the inside: "Hello, is this Xiao Jiang?"

Jiang Feng tried to maintain a calm voice and asked, "Auntie, is Huo Yan here?"

The woman said, "Isn't he in the dormitory? Can't get through on the phone?"

Jiang Feng hummed.

The woman sighed, "This kid, I wonder where he's been going so late at night? Xiao Jiang, is there something you want to talk to him about at school?"

Seeing that he couldn't get anything out of Huo's mother, Jiang Feng hurriedly said, "No, I'm just asking casually. Please be busy."

After saying that, he hung up the phone without wasting any more time and stood up to walk out. Skinny Bamboo Pole followed behind him and asked, "Where are you going?"

Jiang Feng paused, secretly reminding himself to stay calm, and replied softly: "Looking for someone. If Yu Huo comes back, remember to call me."

Skinny Bamboo responded quickly, then got out of bed and locked the door. When he turned around, he found that he was the only one left in the dormitory.

Empty, lonely, cold...

The next day, the sun was shining brightly. When Yu Huo opened his eyes, the room was empty.

He sat up, scratched his hair, and took a few tentative steps forward until the chain tied to his wrist was stretched and straightened, then he stopped.

Then he looked at the door not far away and stretched out his arms.

Damn, just a little bit!

Huo Yan did it on purpose, right?

Helpless, he could only stand there and shout loudly: "Is anyone there?"

There was a sound of footsteps approaching from outside the door. The next second, the door was pushed open and Huo Yan walked in with the same frizzy hair style as Yu Huo. His brows were filled with annoyance. "What are you shouting about?"

Yu Huo looked at him for a few seconds: "Isn't it time for you to cut your hair?"

The man in front of him didn't seem to be at all panicked by being kidnapped, which made Huo Yan even more irritated.

Perhaps because he was afraid that he would get angry for no reason, Huo Yan turned around and was about to leave.

Yu Huo suddenly opened his eyes wide and shouted, "Stop!"

Huo Yan turned around: "What on earth are you doing? I'm busy and don't have time to chat with you!"

Yu Huo rolled his eyes and arrogantly raised his hand to shake the chain: "Who wants to chat with you? I need to go to the bathroom!"

Huo Yan was silent for a while, then he took out the key from his pocket and inserted it into the keyhole.

The moment he was freed, Yu Huo rubbed his wrists which were red from being strangled, and glanced at Huo Yan in front of him.

The other person stared at his wrist which had red marks from being strangled, and seemed a little absent-minded.

Yu Huo rubbed his wrist slower and slower, then he suddenly raised his arm and slashed Huo Yan's neck with his knife without mercy.

A cry of pain was heard, and the person in front of him swayed unsteadily. Yu Huo slipped out of the room sideways and rushed downstairs!

The moment he saw the gate of the villa, four muscular bodyguards rushed out from the corridors on both sides and stood in front of him like a wall of flesh.

Yu Huo slammed on the brakes and was about to run back. Just as he was about to raise his foot, he saw Huo Yan rubbing the back of his neck, staring at him with bloodshot eyes.

Yu Huohe: "......"

"Don't you want to go to the bathroom?"

Yu Huo laughed dryly, "Yeah, but your bodyguards won't let me go. Huo Yan, I'm not saying you should take charge of your people. How can you be so ignorant?"

Hearing this, Huo Yan glared at him from a high place with a fake smile on his face: "That's not a toilet."

Yu Huo tilted his head, pretending not to know: "Where is the toilet?"

Huo Yan ignored him and raised his chin towards the four bodyguards: "Bring him up."

As soon as he finished speaking, the wall of people behind him moved. Two people held his arms, two people pinched his ankles, and carried him up the stairs horizontally.

Yu Huo: "..."

There's nothing much to say, these bodyguards really hold grudges!

With a snap, the chain that had been holding him down once again bound his wrists.

Yu Huo protested dissatisfiedly: "Huo Yan, I haven't gone to the toilet yet!"