Chapter 9 A Kiss for Life
When Lu Qian heard Cheng Yi's ultimatum-like threat, she, who had originally held a glimmer of hope for survival, suddenly collapsed emotionally.
His limbs went limp, like a fawn that had just learned to walk, his slender, straight legs losing strength uncontrollably and falling to the floor.
She knelt on the marble tiles of the villa like a lost soul, with her head lowered. Tears as big as beans fell like beads from a broken string, clattering onto the floor and her nightgown.
"Don't, don't...don't kill me."
Lu Qian's teeth couldn't stop trembling, like a lamb to be slaughtered, desperate and helpless.
The light coming from the room softly enveloped Lu Qian.
Her frail body trembled constantly because of crying, which made her look extremely adorable.
Those clear eyes like black pearls have been soaked with tears, no longer crystal clear, replaced by unspeakable fear.
Looking at Lu Qian crying in front of him, Cheng Yi's brows suddenly tightened, and he clenched the gun in his hand tightly, threatening in a cold voice: "Don't cry."
Lu Qian seemed not to hear anything, her tears rolled down her cheeks and her crying became louder and louder.
"I...I don't know, wow..."
It seemed as if he had determined that he would die today, so even if it was his last cry, he had to cry loudly.
If it were usual, Cheng Yi would have pulled the trigger within a second of the person in front of him bursting into tears.
At a distance of no more than half a meter, the bullet would penetrate his head in 0.001 seconds.
The 9mm caliber bullet will generate powerful explosive force the moment it touches the skin, shattering the fragile human body.
But at this moment, Cheng Yi's hand holding the trigger seemed to be shackled by God, unable to move even an inch.
Cheng Yi frowned, put the pistol back on his waist, reached out and grabbed Lu Qian's thin and white arm, and lifted her up.
"I said, don't cry!"
Lu Qian was shocked by Cheng Yi's actions. Cheng Yi was not going to kill her?
But she couldn't hold back the tears in her eyes, as if she was crying out all the bitterness of this morning.
"I, hum, I, I just got on the wrong bus, I really don't know..."
The girl cried heartbreakingly, each word half-broken in her throat, feeling humble and abused.
Cheng Yi looked at Lu Qian, who was about to cry to death, and a nameless fire rose in his heart. The fire burned so fiercely that it almost burned him to ashes.
Lu Qian had no idea what Cheng Yi was thinking. She cried so hard that her eyes were blurry and she couldn't see anything clearly. She was sobbing so hard that she almost suffocated.
While crying loudly, Lu Qian suddenly felt a strong support coming from her waist, lifting her up a little.
The pale and trembling lips from crying were suddenly touched by a burning temperature.
The temperature had the smell of tobacco and a hint of alcohol.
Cheng Yi forcefully blocked Lu Qian's tender lips and swallowed all the cries that escaped from this cherry-like mouth.
The big hand firmly grasped the back of Lu Qian's head, and the powerful tongue broke through Lu Qian's teeth and swept through the sweet liquid in Lu Qian's mouth.
As if it was not enough, Cheng Yi's lips rolled over Lu Qian's pink lips again, and then he took another bite.
Lu Qian finally came to her senses. Cheng Yi's rude and insulting behavior completely disrupted her rationality, and she pushed away his strong arms with all her might.
The man's body temperature was extremely high, and the heat burned Lu Qian's skin, making her lose consciousness for a moment.
“Hmm…Hmm…”
In panic, tears fell like rain.
But the man in front of him was not shaken at all. Lu Qian was so anxious that he had lost the ability to struggle. He waved his hands around and accidentally scratched the wound on Cheng Yi's side where the bandage had just been removed.
Cheng Yi's body was slightly stunned, not because of the pain from the attack on his wound, but because of a tingling pleasure when Lu Qian's fingers brushed across his strong waist.
The feeling was too strange, something I had never experienced before.
Cheng Yi saw from the corner of his eye that Lu Qian was crying even harder, his sword-like brows were furrowed more tightly than ever before, and his thick tongue deftly rolled up hers, pulled it into his mouth, and bit down hard on the tip of her tender tongue.
Lu Qian groaned in pain: "Ugh..."
This was surprisingly effective. Lu Qian's tears stopped for a moment and the frequency of her sobs began to slow down.
Cheng Yi slowly let go of Lu Qian's lips that were swollen from being abused, raised his hand, and wiped away the tears that had dripped down his face from Lu Qian.
He said coldly, "If you cry again, I will kill you."
Lu Qian's hands were shaking, his eyes were blinking, and he covered his lips in disbelief.
Her first kiss was taken away so roughly by the man in front of her...
But... this is still better than killing her.
Cheng Yi lowered his eyes and was a little dazed when he saw Lu Qian's obedient and docile appearance.
"ah!"
This moment of distraction was instantly awakened by Lu Qian's scream.
Lu Qian looked at the bloodstains on his fingers in the light.
When she struggled just now, she seemed to feel something sticky and a not-so-shallow groove on Cheng Yi's skin.
"You're hurt!"
Lu Qian raised her tear-swollen eyes and looked at Cheng Yi with concern.
Cheng Yi looked at Lu Qian's expression, feeling a little confused.
He was about to kill Lu Qian just now, so why was Lu Qian so nervous after knowing that he was injured?
He ignored Lu Qian and walked straight into the house.
Lu Qian caught a glimpse of the wound on Cheng Yi's side. It was deep and long, longer than her hand, and was still oozing blood.
Blood flowed from his side through the sharply defined muscles and soaked the waistband of his pants.
Seeing that Cheng Yi ignored her, Lu Qian's big eyes flashed with worry.
"Um, if you have trouble handling it, I can help you."
Lu Qian didn't know where he got the courage to say such words to the big devil in front of him who was ready to kill people at any time.
Perhaps it was because of the circumstances she experienced since childhood that made her unable to ignore every injured person.
Cheng Yi paused, twisted his tall body slightly, and turned his head to the side, a little incredulous: "You want to help me?"
“…”
After Cheng Yi asked this, Lu Qian was no longer sure.
She stood awkwardly at the door, her fingers fidgeting with the laces of her pajamas.
Why did you dig a hole for yourself when you had nothing to do? Now you find yourself in a situation where you can neither leave nor stay.
Cheng Yi caught a glimpse of Lu Qian's reserved look, and a hint of interest flashed in his eyes. Without giving Lu Qian any time to think, he whispered, "Come in if you need help."
"Oh, oh."
Lu Qian agreed without hesitation. She suddenly felt that the aura emanating from Cheng Yi was not so scary anymore.
He no longer looked like a thorn wolf king ready for battle at any time, but more like a lazy and sleepy lion.
A kiss for a life, worth it.
Lu Qian tiptoed into Cheng Yi's bedroom.
The bedroom is very large, with few pieces of furniture in the spacious room. All the decorative furniture is mainly black and white, which matches the cold and hard texture of marble, making the use of cool colors seem a bit inhumane.
The entire wall of luxurious floor-to-ceiling windows visually expands the layout of the house.
It seemed that this was not a bedroom but a Catholic temple.
Cheng Yi sat lazily on the edge of the black bed with one leg bent at the knee. Under the alternating cold and warm lights, his Roman sculpture-like figure looked quiet and divine.
The calm and composed man didn't seem to care about the kingly aura that emanated from him all the time.
Mountains, rivers, seas and seas are all contained in my heart.
Lu Qian couldn't help but feel that if it were him, there would definitely be believers following him.
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