[Chapter 40 Chapter 40 Being sold to the Golden Triangle: The Sadistic Story of Bai Yueguang (40)]
Rossier was clearly not in good shape.
The handsome young man was like a ferocious beast, baring his teeth and glaring fiercely. He was filled with murderous intent and was pinching Yan Qing's neck with a force that seemed to want to kill her.
The two of them rolled and wrestled on the carpet. The mad man's sudden burst of power made her feel extremely difficult to deal with.
Yan Qing quickly bit it with his mouth. The sudden movement made the young man's cloudy eyes radiate a light, and he regained some consciousness in a moment.
At this moment, she suddenly hit the man's head with her forehead, and before he could react, she punched him in the temple.
Roxelle fell to one side, and fearing that he was not completely unconscious, Yan Qing hit him twice more.
She stood up and rubbed the side of her neck. She spat out the blood foam in her mouth and licked the broken corner of her mouth with the tip of her tongue.
"Rosier?" She squatted down and patted the man's face.
The handsome young man was lying on his back, his loose hair scattered on the sides of his face, and his clothes that had been torn apart during the fight revealed a large area of his chest.
The cold white skin makes people dizzy under the light.
The more you look at a beauty under the lamp, the more enchanted you become.
Yan Qing couldn't help but rub some oil on his chest muscles, which felt pretty good.
Anything further would be too much.
She stopped in time.
"Is this the bipolar man in the novel?" Yan Qing raised his eyebrows and asked the system.
Xiao Ba answered seriously:
[No history of mental illness was found in the inquiry]
Yan Qing walked to the door and felt like he had forgotten something, so he just gave up.
After she left, a two-meter-long black-browed snake secretly poked its head out from under the sofa and swam towards Rossier who was lying on the ground.
The gift he prepared for Yan Qing has finally returned to its original owner.
Yan Qing slept peacefully all night and woke up the next morning with a rosy face.
On the other hand, the tall and graceful young man standing in front of the dining table looked listless and resentful.
"Why doesn't Silge sit down? Is it because he doesn't like sitting down?"
Yan Qing pretended to be innocent and asked with his head tilted up, the smile on his lips seemed to be gloating.
She could see clearly that there was something wrong with the way someone walked.
Luo Xier had a gloomy face and looked at her coldly: "If you want to be mute, I don't mind cutting off your tongue."
Yan Qing covered her mouth to hide her smile, and looked at the housekeeper with watery eyes, her eyelashes drooping in disappointment: "Xi'er Ge still hates me so much."
As if he had suffered a great injustice.
The butler concealed the gleam in his eyes and came forward respectfully with the soup bowl in hand: "Master, this is the snake soup you requested."
"Does Xierge need to replenish his kidneys so early in the morning?" Yan Qing interrupted at the right time, then covered his lips as if he realized he had said something wrong.
Rosier's face darkened as he wanted to kick the dining table in front of him, but he just stretched out his foot and retracted it.
Nothing else, his butt hurts.
When he woke up, he startled the snake coiled beside him, and it caught him and bit him twice on the buttocks.
Sitting half-buttocks on the chair, his face had returned to calm. He coldly took the bowl of soup handed to him by the butler.
"Do you mind if I try it too?" Yan Qing, who was sitting next to him, scooped a small spoonful of soup.
The fresh and fragrant steaming food whets your appetite.
She was about to bring the bowl to her mouth when Rosier suddenly raised his hand and knocked the bowl out of her hand.
The young man who had endured her provocation mocked impatiently: "How can a bastard like you be worthy of sitting at the same table with me?"
The butler next to him saw the snake soup spilled all over the floor, his facial muscles trembled slightly, and his brows furrowed slightly.
After seeing Rossier finish the soup in his bowl, his frowned brows slowly relaxed.
The change in expression was not big, but Yan Qing, who was still pretending to cry, saw it all.
What she is best at is observing people's micro-expressions.
Rosier had had a few secret confrontations with her and wasn't really a mean person.
He is more like a wild leopard waiting for an opportunity, accumulating strength in secret.
I stopped her from drinking the soup because I was afraid there was something wrong with it.
Since he knew there was something in the soup, why did he swallow it willingly?
At this moment, she only felt that this young man whose appearance was favored by God seemed to be shrouded in a thick fog, making it difficult to see clearly.
"Does Silge hate me so much?" She blinked, tears streaming down her cheeks.
Without waiting for Rosier's answer, she wiped her tears, bit her lip and ran upstairs.
In the eyes of the housekeeper and others, she has been trying hard to please her elder brother Rosier these days in order to maintain the hard-earned relationship.
Having suffered a great injustice this time, it was normal for him to escape upstairs in sadness.
"The general hopes that the young master can get along well with the young lady." The butler bowed, as if to remind him.
Rosier threw the bowl of soup in front of him at him: "How can a bastard like you get involved in my affairs?"
The butler covered his bleeding forehead with his hands, lowered his head and dared not say another word.
Rossier returned to his room and sensed the presence of other people in the room. He immediately tensed his body and prepared for battle.
"It's me." Yan Qing dodged his attack and turned on the light in the room.
Although it was broad daylight, the curtains in the man's room were drawn tightly, and the airtight room was filled with darkness.
At this moment, the light suddenly became bright.
A sickly look appeared on Rossier's pale face, and his scarlet lips seemed to be smeared with enchanting blood.
"What are you doing here?" He narrowed his eyes warily.
Yan Qing put on a sweet smile and said, "I don't know if the snake I returned to Xierge last night is poisonous. I came here specifically to ask if you need poison removal services."
Her eyes fell on the young man's body, and she said some obscene words, but her pretty little face looked even more innocent.
Roxelles stared at her moist lips unconsciously, and suddenly remembered the lips she had offered him in desperation last night.
The warmth and softness brought him back a bit of sanity when he was on the verge of losing control.
His ears felt strangely hot, and he forced himself to look away, saying coldly, "No need."
"Silgo seemed to be turning into a werewolf last night. I was so scared that my heart is still pounding."
Yan Qing came close to him, took his hand and put it on his chest, and raised the end of his voice, "Shouldn't you give me some compensation?"
Rossier's palm felt hot from the softness under his hand. He knew that if he withdrew his hand at this time, he would be showing weakness.
With an evil smile on his lips, he pressed Yan Qing against the wall, folded his five fingers together, and said disdainfully: "Just think of it as promoting secondary development, this compensation should be enough."
He changed the subject and continued threateningly, "It's best to forget what happened last night."
"What if I say no?" Yan Qing asked provocatively.
The answer she got was a butterfly knife pressed against her throat.
She looked familiar.
The sword that the gentleman had given to her, and that she had given away again, and that Rossier had tried unsuccessfully to return to its original owner.
"I dropped it in the flower garden, and then I picked it up again." Yan Qing poked his firm abdominal muscles and laughed softly, "Does my brother have any unspeakable thoughts about his sister?"
Luo Xier snorted coldly: "Just now I was in love with Mr. Hu, but not long after, I even threw away the token of love he gave me."
"What a fickle and heartless woman."
He seemed to sigh.
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