Chapter 52 Cruel Countdown Three Seconds

These two simple words hit Shen Shuangli's heart like a hammer. Shen Shuangli turned around abruptly, her eyes wide open and flashing with fear, staring at Xie Jinghe without blinking.

The man came out with only a short bath towel wrapped around him. His upper body was muscular, his chest muscles were bulging, and water beads were rolling on his firm chest.

He has long, muscular legs, broad shoulders and a narrow waist, a standard inverted triangle figure, and is filled with wild and explosive energy.

She had a great figure, but Chen Shuangli had no romantic thoughts and was in no mood to watch.

"What are you looking at?"

Xie Jinghe laughed mischievously, but there was no warmth in his eyes. "Do you want to eat?"

The teasing tone made Shen Shuangli frown, “Xie Jinghe, let’s talk.”

She had been crying, and her voice was a little hoarse.

"Can."

"But before we talk, you have to answer my previous question first. You have to—"

"Where are you going?"

Xie Jinghe's voice was cold and deep, almost enunciating each word, and it was filled with intimidation. The suffocating feeling of oppression was like an invisible net surging through the air and enveloping them.

Chen Shuangli pursed her lips nervously.

Xie Jinghe's eyes moved down to Shen Shuangli's rosy lips. "What's wrong? Is there a spider web on your mouth?"

Chen Shuangli lowered her eyes and said softly, "I didn't go anywhere..."

"Then come back obediently."

Chen Shuangli didn't want to go back.

She was afraid of Xie Jinghe, afraid that he would force her again.

Xie Jinghe raised his thin lips with a hint of malice, "I'll count to three. If you don't come over, I'll come over and grab you."

Hearing this, Chen Shuangli's eyelashes trembled fiercely, and her eyes raised slightly, involuntarily falling on Xie Jinghe's beautiful and clean hands...

Her eyelids seemed to be burned, and Chen Shuangli turned her eyes away, looking at the other person's face, "You can't force me like you just did."

Xie Jinghe didn't answer, and began to count down cruelly, "Three,"

Chen Shuangli met the man's cold gaze and her breath was choked.

"two,"

With a rolling throat, Chen Shuangli's feet walked towards Xie Jinghe uncontrollably.

Seeing that Chen Shuangli came back obediently and did not leave him, Xie Jinghe felt a little better and raised his chin.

"Go sit on the sofa."

Chen Shuangli glanced at Xie Jinghe, walked to a single sofa and sat down, looking at Xie Jinghe who was coming over with vigilance and precaution.

Feeling the panic in Shen Shuangli's eyes, Xie Jinghe felt a pain in his heart again. He forced himself not to be jealous and sat down on the sofa. "What do you want to talk about?"

"Sister, you'd better talk about something I like to hear, otherwise I will be very angry." Xie Jinghe looked at her with a smile.

Chen Shuangli was frightened.

The current Xie Jinghe exudes a vicious and evil aura, which is very scary. He is completely different from the Xie Jinghe in high school.

He could lie on her neck and act coquettishly, or he could threaten her and force her. Both were him, both were Xie Jinghe himself. Chen Shuangli was now completely sober. The former character of Xie Jinghe was suitable for her, but the latter was not. She did not like being forced.

Chen Shuangli took a deep breath and asked in a negotiating tone, "I can pay you back the one million you helped me win. After that, can you... (let me go?)"

Xie Jinghe interrupted Chen Shuangli and said, "The last thing I lack is money. I don't need your one million. Just give me back the little bit of affection you have for me."

As the words fell, the air fell into dead silence.

Xie Jinghe smiled self-deprecatingly.

Sure enough, you can’t keep the person you get through despicable means.

Her heart wasn't with him.

He couldn't live without her, but she could abandon him at any time.

This is the difference between love and not love.

Never mind, it doesn’t matter.

As long as people are around him, that's fine.

After a moment of silence, Chen Shuangli spoke up, "I feel that we are living together too quickly. I'm not used to it. I want to move back to school. Is that okay?"

Her tone was very tactful and cautious.

It is too dangerous to stay with Xie Jinghe every day.

Xie Jinghe curled his lips nonchalantly, his tone gentle, but his eyes were cold, "No, sister."

"You must live with me when you are alive, and be buried next to me when you die."

Chen Shuangli clearly saw the morbid paranoia emanating from the depths of Xie Jinghe's eyes, and suddenly felt a chill run through her body.

"Are you afraid of me?" Xie Jinghe stared at her, his voice as clear and cold as ice.

Chen Shuangli lowered her eyebrows, her fingers unconsciously tightened a little, and her voice was very soft, "No."

lie.

Xie Jinghe's eyes were deep. After staring at Chen Shuangli who lowered her head for a while, he stood up and said, "Stay here obediently."

He walked towards the bedroom with his long legs, and after a while, he turned back.

"then."

When the sound rang out, Chen Shuangli raised her head and looked towards the source of the sound. A box of plaster was flying towards her.

Chen Shuangli raised her arms and caught the plaster.

Xie Jinghe passed by her, sat back on the sofa, and said casually, "Help me apply the medicine."

Chen Shuangli looked at Xie Jinghe's abdomen. The wound caused by the fruit knife had already scabbed over, looking ugly and hideous on his fair skin.

This wound always reminds Chen Shuangli that Xie Jinghe hurt himself in order to send Shen Guogang to prison.

Xie Jinghe stared carefully at every delicate expression on Chen Shuangli's face. Sure enough, when Chen Shuangli saw the wound on his abdomen, a slight ripple appeared in her eyes.

Xie Jinghe knew that although Chen Shuangli had a cold personality, she was particularly soft-hearted. Every time he acted coquettishly and asked her to help him, Chen Shuangli would help him because she saw how much pain he was enduring.

Every time I say that it won’t happen again next time, but as soon as he starts to act like a spoiled brat, there will be countless next times.

This wound is the way out Xie Jinghe left for himself. He wants Chen Shuangli to remember everything he has done for her every time she sees this wound, and forgive him for the bad things he has done to her.

"Okay." Chen Shuangli responded.

She twisted off the plaster.

Xie Jinghe said, "Wipe away the water, then apply the medicine."

Chen Shuangli hummed softly, and the coffee table was kicked over by Xie Jinghe. Everything on the coffee table fell to the ground, including the paper towels. She stood up and

"I'll go get a tissue."

Chen Shuangli bent down to pick up the tissue on the ground, turned back, came to Xie Jinghe, took out two tissues from the paper box, leaned over and gently wiped away the water droplets around the scabby wound.

After wiping off the moisture, Chen Shuangli squeezed the plaster onto the tip of her index finger, reached out, and gently applied the plaster on the wound.

The cool touch penetrated his skin and reached his nerve endings. Xie Jinghe lowered his eyelids and glanced at the girl who was bending over in front of him to apply medicine.

A very light breath faintly sprayed on his lower abdomen, causing layers of itchiness and trembling.

Outside the floor-to-ceiling windows was the thick night.

In the huge living room, a man and a woman were alone, so close to each other that they seemed to be able to hear each other's breathing clearly.

The atmosphere is ambiguous.

Xie Jinghe's Adam's apple rolled up and down, and his beautiful cold and white big hands suddenly pressed on Shen Shuangli's slender shoulders and pressed down.

She fell unexpectedly onto the soft and expensive carpet...