Han Chengyi stood at the door, followed by several bodyguards, staring at him expressionlessly. When his eyes fell on the person on the bed, his eyelashes trembled slightly, and bloodthirsty murderous intent flowed freely in his eyes.
Yan Xi, who was in a trance, noticed someone was looking at him, and he raised his head with all his strength to look over.
When that familiar face came into view, the despair in his eyes gradually faded. His eyes moved, his lips slightly parted, and he murmured softly, "Han Chengyi..."
Seeing that he was fine, Han Chengyi's tense nerves relaxed a little.
Wu Ye didn't expect this group of people to suddenly barge in. His expression changed slightly. Seeing Han Chengyi in the middle, he felt that he looked familiar for some reason, but he couldn't remember who he was. He thought he was also a gangster. He said in a deep voice: "What do you want to do? Don't you know my name, Wu Ye?"
Han Chengyi looked at him coldly without saying a word, then stretched out his hand from behind.
The bodyguard was very tactful and respectfully placed the gun in his hand into his.
Wu Ye's pupils shrank, and he didn't have time to react.
Han Chengyi shot Wu Ye's right leg.
"Ah - my leg!" Wu Ye's lips turned pale in pain. He fell to the ground, instinctively holding his right leg and howling.
The bodyguards saw the opportunity, rushed into the room, arrested him and dragged him out.
At the same time, Han Chengyi strode up to Yan Xi, found that something was wrong with him, and quickly picked him up.
However, his hug was fatal to Yan Xi.
He whimpered, instinctively wanting to kiss him.
Han Chengyi's eyes were deep, he quickened his pace, walked out of the villa, and got into a stretched version of Lincoln.
The interior of the car is spacious and the sound insulation is good.
The group of people who were accompanying them were tactful enough not to disturb them.
…
When Yan Xi woke up, it was already noon the next day.
The familiar room layout made him feel at ease.
But his whole body felt sore and weak, and his bones felt like they were about to fall apart. When he moved his body, his waist and that area hurt badly.
Yan Xi sucked in a breath of cold air and grimaced.
He didn't know if it was telepathy, but Han Chengyi came just as he woke up. He pushed the door open and saw him with a faint smile on his face. "Do you need help?"
Yan Xi thought of what happened last night and her face flushed, "I need it."
Han Chengyi chuckled, bent down and picked him up easily, "Are you hungry? I have someone prepare food."
After a pause, he added, "I made sweet and sour pork ribs. It's my first time. I don't know if it suits your taste."
Yan Xi was stunned for a moment, and the shame faded a little. She hugged his neck, looked up at him with curved eyebrows, and said, "I like everything you do."
Hearing this, Han Chengyi's smile deepened.
…
Looking at the table full of food, Yan Xi's mouth was watering, but he resisted the urge and tasted the sweet and sour pork ribs made by Han Chengyi first.
The familiar taste spread across his taste buds. He curved his eyes and looked up at the person who was quietly watching him eat. His heart felt sweet as if it were smeared with honey. He picked up a piece and passed it to his mouth, "It's delicious. You should try it too."
Han Chengyi looked at him dimly, his thin lips slightly parted, as if he had forgotten that he had mysophobia. He didn't mind at all that those were the chopsticks he had used to eat. He lowered his head slightly and swallowed the ribs into his mouth.
Yan Xi looked at him with a smile and asked about what happened yesterday, "How did you find me?"
Hearing this, Han Chengyi paused chewing and said, "Someone sent me a message, and I followed the clues to find you."
He lowered his eyes and said, "I'm sorry."
Yan Xi shook his head. "No need to say sorry. It was my own carelessness. I don't blame you."
Han Chengyi looked up at him and pursed his thin lips.
Yan Xi felt uncomfortable being stared at by him, "Um...where is Fifth Master?"
"At the police station." Han Chengyi said coldly.
"oh."
Han Chengyi was so perceptive that he immediately noticed his abnormality and frowned slightly, "Yan Xi?"
Yan Xi poked at the food in the bowl sullenly, "He slapped me yesterday, it hurts."
Han Chengyi pursed his lips and glanced at the palm print on his cheek, "His hand is useless."
Yan Xi was stunned and looked up suddenly, "Wait, waste it?"
Han Chengyi nodded, but did not elaborate.
From the moment he learned that Yan Xi was missing the day before yesterday, he couldn't calm down at all. He couldn't eat anything when he thought that he was in danger.
He went straight to find the person, but discovered that Yan Xi was almost bullied.
At that moment, he really wanted to shoot that man.
But reason told him that he couldn't do that.
But that doesn't mean he will let that person go easily.
At least the hands that touched Yan Xi must be left behind.
Thinking of the bloody scene in the morning, Han Chengyi lowered his brows.
Even if he didn't say it, Yan Xi felt that the situation of the Fifth Master would not be any better.
He originally just wanted to fight back and beat him up, but he didn't expect to break the other person's hand.
After all, he is a law-abiding citizen.
Yan Xi swallowed, finding it hard to imagine the miserable state of the Fifth Master.
However, Han Chengyi saw all of his reactions and misunderstood him, thinking that he was afraid of him. He was a little overwhelmed, "Yanxi, don't be afraid of me."
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