Ex-wife of a wealthy family: President, don't touch me!

060: I just can't let go of me. 060:

"Do you think that's the only way?" Qin Xin stared at her coldly. Under the warm light, there was a trace of resentful water in her clear eyes. She kept her hands open in front of Si Lan, not intending to give in. 【@】

"Who the hell are you? Do you think you can get Si Chen by pretending to be Si Lan? You are too naive!"

"Naive?" Si Lan stepped back, leaning against the water platform with her waist, her beautiful figure in the mirror was lightly rippling, and her watery eyes were gazing at Qin Xin fearlessly.The bright red lips pursed slightly: "Then why did you break up?"

Qin Xin's face gradually turned pale, her cartilage was poked, she bit her lower lip unsteadily, her emaciated shoulders were trembling with anger: "You really are not Si Lan, Si Lan doesn't have such a vicious heart as you! She is as stupid as Pig, the person Sichen loves is me, but she still thinks that the person Sichen loves is her! Sichen just uses her as a substitute, a substitute, do you understand? Even if Sichen breaks up with me now, so what, Do you believe that as long as I have something to do, he can drop everything and appear by my side?"

Si Lan clenched his hands behind his back tightly into fists, looked at her with a smile on his face, and shrugged his shoulders indifferently: "Do you really want to bet this game with me?"

"Why don't I dare to gamble?" Qin Xin sneered.

"What if the loser needs to dig out his own heart?" The smile on Si Lan's face disappeared instantly, his sharp eyes became cold, and the curve on his lips seemed to be a smile but not a smile.

"Do you dare to bet?"

Qin Xin was startled, her hands were drooping down, her eyes were fixed on her, and she murmured in disbelief: "What are you talking about?"

A dense layer of fine sweat oozed from her forehead, soaking the roots of her hair, and a crystal clear bead of sweat slid along her thin outline to her chin, dripping silently on her chest.

The atmosphere became stiff and depressing in an instant, neither of them were talking, they were looking at each other, the quiet space could almost hear each other's heartbeat.Si Lan stood up straight, with the corners of her mouth slightly charming, walked to her side and stopped, with a strong smile, leaned close to her ear and whispered: "Qin Xin, you still owe me your life, remember?" ?"

Qin Xin's spine stiffened, and fear surged in her eyes, the pupils continued to dilate, and she stared at the faintly visible side face in the mirror with a bewitching smile, seductive and seductive.

The smile on the corner of Si Lan's mouth became bright and sunny in an instant. After walking past her, he stretched out his hand and opened the door to meet Lan Sichen who was standing at the door with a worried expression on his face. He said in a sweet voice: "Sichen, you are looking for your heart. son?"

"I'm looking for you." Lan Sichen looked at the mouth, saw Qin Xin standing stiffly in the bathroom through a gap, and asked curiously, "What are you talking about? It's been so long."

"Apologies and reminiscences, but she still seems to be angry with me." Si Lan's helpless tone was a little guilty, and he shrugged helplessly: "Who made me go so far before! She should not forgive!"

Lan Sichen stretched out his hand and gently brushed her fallen hair, which was still stained with water, and said softly: "It's too late now, arrange the guest room, and rest here tonight, okay?"

"Okay!" Si Lan nodded and agreed without any hesitation with a smile on his face.

"I'll take you to the room." Lan Sichen took her hand, walking slowly so that she could keep up with him.

When the two people standing at the door of the room stopped, Lan Sichen took the initiative to open the door and turned on the light. The room that was originally empty had been furnished at this moment, and even returned to its previous appearance, exactly the same.

Every piece of furniture is from the past, and the position is not bad at all. The bed sheets and quilt covers are also the same color as before; the windows are opened, and the curtains are lifted by a gust of wind, and there is a chill in the cold wind.

The smile on Si Lan's face gradually sank, instead of looking at Lan Sichen, he looked at every detail in the room, which was exactly the same as in memory, without any change.

Lan Sichen paid attention to her expression, and said at the right time: "After you left, all the things were put in the utility room, and the servants only moved them out during this period. Do you remember these things?"

As if he hadn't heard of it, Si Lan just turned around and walked towards the closet, opened the door of the closet, found a piece of clothing, ran his fingers down the collar, and murmured, "One button is missing."

Although the voice was not loud, Lan Sichen's body was still visibly stiff, standing straight on the spot, like a piece of wood, staring at her beautiful figure, his thin lips were unable to utter a sound for a long time.

"Si Chen, where is the button that I pulled off?" Si Lan suddenly turned around and smiled.

"Button..." Lan Sichen hesitated for a moment, then said in a deep voice, "I lost it."

"I lost it." Si Lan said softly, but his tone was disbelieving.

"After all, there was a murder case here. If you're afraid, I'll arrange another room." Lan Sichen changed the subject.

Si Lan shook his head, turned and walked towards the window, and said as he walked, "I'm not afraid! We lived in this room before, how could I be afraid."

Her every word was like a knife slashing his heart fiercely, and she still kept an elegant smile on her face: "Call me if you have something to do, go to bed early."

"Okay." Si Lan nodded, and when he turned to look at him, he was bathed in warm light, and his whole body was as beautiful as a painting.

Lan Sichen turned around and walked to the door, stopped in his footsteps, turned around and looked at her with hesitant eyes, and asked unwillingly: "Did you really not remember anything?"

"Did I forget anything?" Silan asked back.

"Good night." Lan Sichen turned around with a smile on his lips and left.

He closed the door lightly, but the sound of metal clashing still lingered in the room coldly; his expression under the warm light gradually dimmed, and he felt the breeze blowing in from the side of his head, but it was only separated by a wall, and the faint incense in the room, It is full of light, but outside the house is endless darkness and endless sadness.

In the huge villa, there are only a few rooms where the glass is shining. From a distance, it looks quiet and quiet; the surroundings are very quiet, and there seems to be something turbulent in the invisible.Suddenly, a gunshot broke the silence and woke everyone up. They opened the door at the same time and asked each other who and what was the matter.

Si Lan was wearing pajamas, and he didn't even have time to put on his shoes. He suddenly opened the door, and ran to Wen Wanrou's room without any hesitation; when he kicked the door open, he saw the messy room was full of mess, and Wen Wanrou's face was as pale as paper, and her hair was fluffy , leaning against the closet in a state of distress, her fingers tightly clutching her shoulders, bright red blood flowed out from between her fingers, staining her light-colored pajamas red.

The man standing in front of her was wearing tight-fitting black clothes, a mask, black sunglasses, and a pair of leather boots with gentle blood stained on them, exuding an enchanting aura.

The man's sharp eyes swept across Si Lan's face quickly, and shot at Wen Wanrou without any hesitation, Wen Wanrou stood there without moving, as if she had no strength left to hide anymore...Give up flashed in the old eyes...

"Be careful!" Si Lan took out a scalpel from the inside of his thigh without any hesitation and shot directly at the bullet. He quickly rushed towards Wen Wanrou and pushed her aside... The bullet was hit by the tip of the knife at that moment and changed its direction. It shot at the wall, and the tip of the knife pierced into the wall tightly.

Without any hesitation, the man in black quickly turned around and jumped out of the window, fell onto the grass, rolled several times in a row, finally got up, ran steadily towards the wall not far away, jumped over the wall with agility, and disappeared into the shadows among.

Si Lan stood at the window, her long purple hair was blown up by the wind, a trace of doubt and deepness flashed across her phoenix eyes; the air was filled with the strong smell of blood, and her beautiful black eyebrows frowned slightly.

As soon as he turned around, Lan Sichen and Lan Yunsheng rushed to the door of the room at the same time. When Lan Yunsheng saw Wen Wanrou sitting on the ground in a panic, his expression changed suddenly, and he stepped forward to help her and said in a concerned tone: "Mom, are you okay?" ?”

She frowned tenderly and painfully, her forehead was covered with sweat, but she still shook her head, and said in a weak voice: "I'm fine."

Lan Sichen's eyes fell from Wen Wanrou's face to the hole left by a bullet in the wall and a knife; finally it fell on Si Lan's pink cheek, and his deep voice raised: "Are you okay?"

Si Lan shook his head, looked at Wen Wanrou: "Sorry, I didn't catch him."

Lan Yunsheng supported Wen Wanrou to sit on the bed, saw her bleeding shoulder, frowned and said: "Si Chen, Mom was shot, you quickly help her take out the bullet."

Lan Sichen's sharp eyes sank, and his bottomless eyes became darker and darker. His hands hung on his sides, and he remained silent and did not move a step.

"Sichen, what are you still doing?" Lan Yunsheng's tone was filled with reproach!

Qin Xin heard the noise, came over, saw Lan Sichen's back and asked curiously: "Sichen, what happened?" When her eyes fell on Wen Wanrou, she screamed involuntarily: "Ah!!! Aunt Wen, why are you hurt?"

Both Wen Wanrou and Lan Yunsheng's eyes fell on Lan Sichen alone, no one answered Qin Xin, and the atmosphere exuded a very subtle atmosphere.

After a while, Si Lan walked to the bed barefoot, his eyes fell on Wen Wanrou's face: "If you don't mind, let me handle it."

Lan Yunsheng's eyebrows twitched into a ball, her puzzled eyes swept over Lan Sichen, seeing that Wen Wanrou's mental state was getting worse, and seeing Si Lan's determined expression, she nodded and stepped aside. .

Si Lan went directly to bed, glanced at Wen Wanrou, took her hand away, looked at her wound carefully, and said calmly: "Prepare hot water, knife, tourniquet, anti-inflammatory drugs, and surgical needles and threads."

Lan Yunsheng immediately turned around and walked out of the door to prepare what Si Lan wanted.

Lan Sichen stood still for a long time, then suddenly looked down at Qin Xin, "Go back and rest first."

"But Aunt Wen..." Qin Xin hesitated to speak, and looked at the bedside with worried eyes, but Wen Wanrou was covered by Si Lan's back, so she couldn't see anyone.

"With Silan here, nothing will happen. You go to rest."

There was an undeniable force in the calm tone.Qin Xin had no choice but to nod helplessly, turned around and walked out.

Lan Sichen once again looked at the scalpel on the wall. Judging from the depth of the penetration into the wall, it was impossible to do it with ordinary force.Moreover, there was a bullet hole next to it, that is to say, she was the one who changed the direction of the bullet with a scalpel.

Even Lan Yunsheng couldn't do such a thing.

Lan Yunsheng quickly brought all the things in and put them neatly by the bed; Lan Sichen stepped forward and said in a deep and powerful voice, "I'll help you."

Si Lan didn't even raise his head to look at him, just hummed softly; his fingers tore Wen Wanrou's pajamas directly, the wound was bloody and bloody, and maroon blood flowed out continuously; Squeeze out a painful groan.

"Lan Yunsheng, you take off the towel to cover her mouth, and hold her shoulders so that she doesn't move around."

"Give me the knife..."

Lan Sichen handed her a scalpel, and Si Lan held it very skillfully in his hand. The tip of the knife gently cut open the wound, making it easier for the bullet to come out. It came out and fell directly on the bed, stained with gentle blood.

In an instant, blood splattered everywhere, and the bodies of the three people were more or less splashed.After Wen Wanrou uttered a painful sound, she collapsed weakly and fell into a coma.The eyelashes, which were wet with sweat, trembled slightly, and the water droplets shone with crystal light...

"Tourniquet..."

"sewing……"

"Hot water towels..."

"Anti-inflammatory drugs..."

Si Lan's movements are so proficient that she seems to have done tens of thousands of times, and she can do it well with her eyes closed; Sheng carried her to the guest room to rest.

Lan Sichen and Si Lan were the only ones left in the room, and there was a mess everywhere, the sheets and bedding were covered in red blood, and even her pink cheeks were stained with blood; the bright red and pale skin formed a strong contrast; She was wearing suspender pajamas, revealing a large area of ​​skin, delicate collarbone, and the looming spring.

Lan Sichen kept looking at her, with inquiring and puzzled eyes, what else did she not know about these four years?

Anatomy, computers, business, skills, treating wounds, what else is she not good at.

Si Lan raised his head and saw his tightly furrowed brows, reached out his hand to touch the center of his brows, and comforted him: "Don't worry, there will be no problem if the bullet doesn't hurt the nerve."

Lan Sichen held her hand expressionlessly, the temperature of his cold fingers was no different from that of a dead person.

"What else do you have that I don't know?"

Si Lan sat on the bed, looked up at him with his neck up, a trace of thought flashed across his eyeballs, and he said seriously: "I can't tell for a while, but you will know later."

A faint smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, pure and harmless, she withdrew her hand, picked up the blood-stained bullet, wiped it off with a bed sheet, and studied it carefully under the light.

"It's a military ordnance, and only people in the army can use it."

Lan Sichen took the bullet in her hand, raised his sword eyebrows again, and the sharpness in his eyes flashed...

Si Lan didn't ask any more questions, turned around and walked to the wall, grabbed the handle of the scalpel, and pulled it out gently.Wipe off the lime on it with pajamas, turned to look at Lan Sichen and asked curiously: "Sichen, you used to be a doctor, but why don't you dare to touch the scalpel now?"

Lan Sichen's body visibly shook, his eyelids drooped, and his two brush-like eyelashes cast a gloomy look; his hands were hidden behind his back, trembling for no reason.

Could he tell her that since that night he has never been able to use a scalpel on a living person?No, because all of this was his own choice, because she couldn't remember that horrible night.

That was not only the darkest day of Silan's life, but also the darkest and coldest day of his life.

When he looked up at her again, he asked instead: "You are very skilled in your movements, did you often do this before?"

Si Lan walked towards him, smiled lightly, and said with a relaxed tone of indifference: "It is often, but it is all for the dead. Today is the first time for the living."

Lan Sichen didn't say a word, but leaned forward and stretched out his hands to hug her in the air; Si Lan reflexively wrapped his arms around his neck and raised his eyebrows: "What are you doing?"

"Don't go barefoot next time, it's easy to cut yourself." He said lightly, with infinite tenderness and inexplicable emotions in his black eyes, he hugged her, turned around and walked out of the messy and bloody room.

The room is in.Si Lan didn't speak, just played with the bullet in his hand, his clear eyes flickered with curiosity from time to time, and he couldn't figure out many things.

For example, why would someone want to kill Wen Wanrou?Is it the same as the previous two deceased?

For example, why is the bullet used by the mysterious man a military ordnance?He is physically strong, should he have received professional training, is he a mercenary, or a professional killer?It shouldn't be a professional killer. A professional killer should be faster and faster than him.

In such a long time, Wen Wanrou can be killed completely, how could there still be time to wait for him to come...

Lan Sichen sent her back to the room, and went to the bathroom to wipe her face and feet with a wet towel; Si Lan was going to come by herself, but who knew that Lan Sichen was already kneeling on one knee beside the bed, holding her hand with one hand. Ankle, the damp towel gently brushed over the sole of her foot, ankle, and the surface of her foot...

Si Lan was stunned for a moment, and looked down at his handsome face with a faint halo covered by the light, which was somewhat unreal.Such a look can't be found even in memory.The sincerity shining in the black eyes is not stained by a speck of dust...

Lan Sichen put her feet under the quilt, put the towel over again, looked up and fell into her clear eyes.The two people's eyes met for a long time, and the quiet space could hear each other's breathing, as well as the thumping heartbeat.The atmosphere seemed to become cohesive and ambiguous, with uncontrollable jerky palpitations, like being stuffed with a cat in the heart, bumping randomly, this kind of feeling is easy to make people addicted, and even the consciousness becomes blurred...

The delicate and elegant deodorant makes people feel confused and fascinated. Lan Sichen slowly approached her, and his eyes met without shifting at all; the heartbeats of both of them were speeding up. Under the rendering of the lights, their pink cheeks seemed to turn red little by little .

When the thin lips touched the soft cherry lips, it seemed that an electric current surged into my mind from the soles of the feet. Instead of rushing to attack, it was just gentle and impatiently drawing the cherry lips. The lips were soft and sweet, gradually becoming Become bloodthirsty red.

Lan Sichen could clearly feel the sound of his heart beating like a drum; as if he was about to jump out of his chest uncontrollably, he never stretched out his head to her. After some gentle and ambiguous hissing, his forehead touched her On Si Lan's forehead, the hoarse voice was outrageously hoarse: "I'm sorry."

Si Lan's misty eyes fell on his skin, and hot air billowed against his cheeks, like a hot summer wind.The voice added a touch of lust, and it was whispered but clearly: "Lan Sichen, you still love me!"

Lan Sichen didn't speak, just held her hand, and the cold palm fell on his cheek, the cold and hot pressed against each other, which seemed to offset something.With a slight smile on her lips, she said softly but firmly: "I don't love you anymore."

I didn't love you before, and I can't love you now.

There was a gloomy look in Si Lan's eyes, and his voice seemed to be choked with sobs: "Is it really impossible for us?"

"Si Lan, don't ask me whether I love you or not, no matter how many times you ask me, the answer will always be the same." Lan Sichen held her hand tightly, feeling that his heart was also tightening slowly, making it uncomfortable.

There is nothing in this world that is more painful than facing the woman you are attracted to and categorically saying that you don't love her.

"Slan..."

Lan Sichen's hoarse voice suddenly stopped, and he opened his eyes wide in disbelief that Si Lan actually took the initiative to kiss his lips, with a childish and determined expression, full of strength.

Si Lan withdrew for a long time, looking at him with a smile in his eyes, a bright smile on his blood-red lips, and a firm tone like an oath: "You love me! Si Chen, your mouth can deny, your body But can't deny it."

The slender fingers went all the way down his neck, passing through his strong chest, flat lower abdomen, and all the way to the position below his waist; the place of erection is the best proof of a man's emotion.

Lan Sichen didn't expect her to become so courageous four years later; an ambiguous smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, she grabbed her fingers, and said in a sexy voice: "You don't know that men are animals that think on the lower body? Woman, I would have the same reaction. Because I'm a man!"

"Really?" Si Lan leaned over to his side and blew hot air into his ear mischievously. He felt his body tense instantly, and a bead of sweat slowly trickled down...

Lan Sichen's eyes turned scarlet, and he grabbed her shoulders to distance the two of them, and said with difficulty: "Stop messing around, Si Lan."

Si Lan smiled sweetly, like a prankster at the moment.

"If you really don't love me, just reject me! If you don't refuse, it means you love me..." Si Lan wrapped his arms around his neck affectionately, with an infinite smile on the corner of his mouth: "You and Qin Xin broke up, You just can't let me go."

Lan Sichen frowned tightly, restraining his desire again and again, but she teased him again and again!

"Sichen, I don't want to let you go!"

Lan Sichen's firm and domineering words did not allow Lan Sichen to argue, blocked his lips, and began to bite like a little monster.

Lan Sichen frowned in pain, and clasped her shoulders with both hands, but his movements were very lacklustre.It is difficult for a man to resist rationally when facing the woman he is attracted to, let alone refuse.

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