deadly mantra

Chapter 752 I really didn’t suffer any loss

Shui Qingchen turned around, and the first thing that caught his eye was the bright red hairband. He moved his eyes down and saw the clothes on her body clearly, and his eyes suddenly darkened.

Given enough strength, Ji Fanyin tightened her neck, and laughed without a smooth breath:
"Well...so I am very unlucky tonight. My clothes...are just lost."

Her face was pale and she showed a hint of exhaustion, but her eyes narrowed into a thin line with a smile.

Shui Qingchen's dark eyes flashed with an imperceptible sharpness and killing intent, even if it was only for a moment.

Ji Fanyin blinked blankly, thinking he was being deceived.

Shui Qingchen opened his mouth:

"Brother Feng, please go back to the house first. If you need anything, we'll talk about it tomorrow."

A few short words, unlike his usual gentle tone, Feng Xiaoyao felt an inexplicable majesty and shock. By the time he reacted, he had already "obeyed" and left.

Ji Fanyin was stunned and slowly rolled his eyes. It took him a while to realize:
"Chenchen, you, are you angry?? No, no, why is Feng Benben here..."

Halfway through her words, Shui Qingchen's big hand, which was slightly hot, held her wrist and moved it away, revealing the fingerprints on Jade's neck.

Shui Qingchen's handsome face sank a little bit, and the coldness in his eyes instantly dropped a few degrees.

The little guy's skin was fair and tender, and the purple pinch marks were left on the most vulnerable part of his neck. Shui Qingchen almost didn't dare to think about her situation at that time. She didn't have strong internal strength to talk about how to get out of danger.

With her temperament...how could she swallow such a breath.

Her temperament...

She is so strong and has never suffered a single loss, but tonight she was pinched by the neck and put on someone else's clothes.

Shui Qingchen's handsome cheeks were livid and tense, and his dark eyes were full of complex expressions.

After a long time, he seemed to have hardened his heart and made a decision. His voice became hoarse due to depression:
"Xiaoyin, let me release the oppression on you. I will..." Ji Fanyin has many enemies, and she has become accustomed to being casual over the years. Even if there are no past grudges or recent grudges, whoever is unhappy, hurt or Killing, she just wanted to feel comfortable and happy.

But since her inner strength was blocked, although she didn't complain a word, it was because she wasn't used to it.

Gradually, when encountering trouble, she would hide whenever she could and no longer behave as before.

She also thought about opening her mouth and letting Shui Qingchen release her suppression. She also thought that Shui Qingchen must have other reasons to seal her internal power that night.

No matter what his original intention was, she was willing to live like this in exchange for his peace of mind.

Now that he took the initiative to speak, not only was she not happy at all, but she felt astringent and uncomfortable.

"Dust dust..."

Ji Fanyin held his trembling hand and said softly:

"Don't feel guilty."

Shui Qingchen's tall and straight figure froze for a moment:
"Xiaoyin..."

Ji Fanyin grinned, and her beautiful face squeezed out a bright smile:

"I'm used to exaggerating. It's not like you don't know. What I said just now is serious because I want you to feel sorry for me. I don't want your guilt. I can't eat or warm my bed. If you really feel sorry for me, why not Just...hiss——"

She was only focused on comforting Shui Qingchen, and she forgot that she was actually slapped on the abdomen, which temporarily opened the wound. Her face turned pale from the pain, and she secretly cursed Phytolacca in her heart for being so cruel!

As soon as he raised his head, he met Shui Qingchen's eyes. The air seemed to be frozen with ice at that moment. Ji Fanyin swallowed, and after a long while, he squeezed out another sentence:
"I didn't suffer a loss..."

Shui Qingchen frowned tightly, retracted his long arms, hugged her whole body, and walked up to the attic on the second floor without saying a word.

(End of this chapter)