Taming love, go home to play devil at night

In the bathroom, upon hearing these words, Jing Jingyi opened the door without thinking: "Don't kill her!"

"What are you doing out here? Get out of here." Gong Ling'er shouted eagerly.

"I……"

"Come in!!!" Duanxuan winked at her impatiently, but unfortunately it was too late, he calmly looked past his hair and looked behind him, there was a gray-haired old man with a medium build but very straight, Wearing a black tunic suit and a mysterious and cold black half-mask, revealing a pair of eagle-like sharp eyes.

Looking at this person, Lan Jingyi felt an inexplicable sense of fear in his heart.

Duanxuan realized something, turned around uneasy...

"Bang" greeted Duanxuan with another savage punch, he was beaten by the priest and fell to the ground, bleeding from the corners of his nose and mouth.

"Bastard, how dare you lie to me???" the priest gritted his teeth and yelled, kicking Duanxuan viciously, with fierce force in each kick, almost hitting Duanxuan to death.

Duanxuan didn't fight back, he didn't even dare to say a word, the blood gushed out more and more from the corner of his mouth.

Ye Xuetong frowned slightly, but still said nothing.

"No, uncle, don't hit it..." Gong Linger persuaded in panic from the side, but she didn't dare to step forward to stop it.

The priest began to step on Duanxuan's head, stomping on it fiercely with each foot. Every time he stepped on Duanxuan's mouth, a big mouthful of blood would spurt out.

"Stop it, that's enough!" Calmly couldn't stand it any longer, rushed over to protect Duanxuan desperately, and said excitedly, "It's none of his business, he's just helping me."

Duanxuan opened his eyes and looked at Lananyi through the blurred vision stained by blood. His gaze was extremely complicated. He had been beaten since he was a child, and this was the second person who dared to rush out and stand in front of him to protect him.

The first one was the seven-year-old Ye Xuetong, although since that time, Ye Xuetong no longer protected him, and every time Duanxuan was beaten, he would stand by and watch coldly.

But Duanxuan is still grateful so far, regards him as his best brother, and is even willing to bow to him.

And the second... is Jing Jingyi!

A woman whom I have known for less than two days.

The priest stopped and stared coldly at Jing Jingyi. After a few seconds, his eyes narrowed dangerously: "It turned out to be you?"

"You know me?" Jing Jingyi was stunned.

"The third lady of the Leng family, Leng Xiufan's younger sister, Jing Jingyi, how could I not know him? I really have a relationship with the Leng family." The corner of the priest's lips curled into a weird grin.

Listening to these familiar words, Lan Jingyi felt complicated emotions in her heart, some fragments flashed through her mind, very vague and incoherent, she couldn't get some clear answers, she wanted to figure out what was going on , but a sharp stabbing pain came from the back of his head...

"You actually got entangled with members of the Leng family? You brought her here?" The priest stared at Duanxuan fiercely, with murderous look in his eyes, "Do you think I won't kill you???"

"You never showed mercy to me, how could I have such a naive idea?" Duanxuan raised his blood-stained face, with a cold smile on his lips.

"It's unreasonable!" The priest got angry, aimed the gun at him, and pulled the trigger without hesitation.

"Uncle, don't..."

"It's none of Xuan's business." Ye Xuetong finally spoke, "I brought her here."

"You?" The priest stared deeply at Ye Xuetong, "Xuetong, I need an explanation!"

Ye Xuetong glanced at Jing Jingyi, and said indifferently: "I arrested her to use her to arouse Yu'er's desire to survive. I didn't expect you to come here suddenly. Xuan and Linger performed it to help me cover up." This play."

Jing Jingyi was startled, she thought that Ye Xuetong had caught her as a pet because she made him lose face in degraded that day, so she wanted to take revenge on her, but she never thought that he had planned it in advance, and he still For another woman.

There was a dark and sour feeling in her heart, which was very unpleasant...