Chapter 180 Do you like men’s hands too?
Lin Chuchu had witnessed him in even crazier states, so naturally she wasn't afraid.
However, she smelled a faint smell of blood at the tip of her nose, which was like a warning line and instantly triggered her body's instinctive alert reaction.
She explained to the person in the dark, "Why don't you turn on the light? You scared me."
He fumbled and turned on the entrance light. Soft light instantly poured down, illuminating the surroundings and Ling Che's face at the same time.
"Are you hurt?"
Lin Chuchu's face was full of surprise, and she hurriedly took two steps to check his injuries.
A long and thin scratch lay quietly on his left eyebrow bone. The edge of the wound was slightly curled up, revealing a faint blood color.
If the wound went a little lower, it might have hurt the eyes.
Lin Chuchu had an ominous premonition in her heart. Who was he fighting with?
I subconsciously looked around. Where was Jiang Shiyan?
Didn't he come back? Did he go to the hospital?
"Chu Chu." Ling Che took her hand and placed it on his face. He didn't care much about the wound on his face and comforted her instead, "I'm fine."
Before Lin Chuchu could even ask, "How did you get in?", she saw his brows frown, and ripples appeared in his gentle eyes, as if a stone had suddenly been thrown into the water.
"But it's a bit troublesome."
"What?"
He buried his face in her palms and rubbed it for a while before pulling her inside.
The scene in front of her made Lin Chuchu's scalp numb instantly.
Ling Che's calm voice exploded in his ears: "He may not wake up for a while."
The chairs that came with the dining table fell to the ground in all directions, as if they had been swept by a hurricane, and Jiang Shiyan fell limply in the middle of the chairs.
"What happened to him?!"
Lin Chuchu hurriedly shook off Ling Che's hand and ran over to check on his condition. After all, compared to those who were standing, the injuries of those who were knocked down were definitely more serious.
Due to the dim light, she first made sure that Jiang Shiyan had no external injuries on his head before turning him over. She carefully checked his body for any wounds, completely unaware that Ling Che had walked up behind her.
It wasn't until the shadow cast by the tall figure enveloped her that she noticed anything.
Lin Chuchu's eyes just happened to sweep over the used syringe on the corner of the table. At the same time, she felt a slight pain on the side of her neck. Her brain instantly became dull and she lost her balance and fell on Jiang Shiyan.
She turned back in disbelief, "Ling Che, you...you..."
She really had no defense against Ling Che at all.
His facial features were hidden in the shadows, and his expression could not be seen clearly. Only his eyes, like cold stars, flashed a heart-pounding light.
"ChuChu, I'm sorry."
Before Lin Chuchu completely softened, he grabbed her body in time, held her in his arms, and said softly:
"I won't hurt you, and I won't let anyone else hurt you."
He lowered his head gently and kissed the girl's forehead, as if she was the most precious treasure in the world. Then he picked her up and slowly walked towards the door...
Why can't I have the one I love all to myself?
Once this thought started, it grew like wild weeds, longing to spend every moment with her, feel her warmth, and listen to her heartbeat.
They will be together forever.
Tonight, he had no such idea until Jiang Shiyan knocked on his car window.
This young boy who gets angered by just a few words only has a pretty face but is actually dark and selfish inside. Such a person is not worthy of Chu Chu at all.
Just a clown.
But the person he positioned like this, took the key to Chuchu's house, opened the door and invited him in, "Come in and wait."
The tone was full of obvious sarcasm: "I never understood why Sister Chuchu was afraid of you before."
"Now I understand that a person with a perverted hobby is indeed scary."
The man raised a dazzling smile, slowly put on a silk glove, and repeatedly demonstrated it in front of him. Finally, he spoke as if discussing an academic topic, "Excuse me, do you like men's hands? Do you also react to them?"
His response at the time was, “That’s a ridiculous question.”
But the sudden raging fire continued to burn his reason, trying to burn his last bit of calm to ashes.
In Jiang Shiyan's following words, the anger finally erupted completely, and his emotions gradually got out of control...
"No wonder Sister Chuchu feels sick. If it were me, I would want to vomit too."
Chu Chu...she wouldn't think so.
"Do you know that she likes watching movies, singing, reading novels, and watching TV series?"
"Is the love you give just possession?"
"And bondage?"
Each word was like a whip, constantly lashing him.
His behavior became uncontrollable, and when he came to his senses, he had already been knocked down...
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In the early hours of the morning, the night was as thick as ink, the moon hung high in the sky, casting a cool light, bringing a hint of mystery to the earth.
At this moment, the streets were empty and silent, with only the occasional slight roar from a passing vehicle breaking the silence.
Ling Che gently placed her on the back seat of the car, then took off his coat and covered her legs with it.
He whispered softly with tenderness, as if afraid of disturbing her sweet dream: "Have a good rest Chuchu, you will see beautiful scenery when you wake up." Then he gently closed the car door.
He turned around, got into the driver's seat and started the car.
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