Queen's Purpose

Chapter 201 Can You Hug Me?

Xia Fanyin wanted to nod, but suddenly there was a soreness in his chest, and he couldn't control the pain.

She cried out in pain, "It's your fault!"

Quan Qingjiu hugged her even tighter, "Well, it's my fault."

Xia Fanyin scolded aggrievedly: "Bastard Quan Qingjiu, if it weren't for you, why would I be in such pain?!"

"..."

pain?
The man's face became gloomy several times, and did Chen Zhao beat her?
Cold lights flashed across the bottom of the pitch-black eyes, and the dark cold stars were dotted like knives like frost.

He raised his hand to wipe away her tears, but his hand couldn't keep up with her crying speed, and finally he simply lowered his head and kissed her eyes, stopping the pattering tears from the source, "Hey, don't cry."

The man patted her on the back lightly, then pulled her clothes up and tied her belt, and said in a low voice: "He hurts you, and I will make him hurt a hundred times and a thousand times, huh?"

In Xia Fanyin's impression, this man only took off her clothes roughly, but never let her wear them. She looked at him in a daze, and didn't listen carefully to what he said.

But seeing the man finishing tidying up for her, he pulled her back and turned towards Chen Zhao who was screaming in pain. With a stabbing sound, he pulled out the sharp bamboo pole from his shoulder blade with a cold face.

"what--!"

Blood splattered!
Xia Fanyin's pupils shrank.

"Quan Qingjiu!" Chen Zhao screamed and cursed again and again, "I haven't done anything to her yet, why are you doing this to me?!"

"I didn't do anything because you couldn't when the deity came, not because you didn't want to." Quan Qingjiu looked down at him condescendingly, as if looking down on a small and humble ant, "If the deity remembers correctly—Chen Zhao, this is your third Tried to rape her."

Chen Zhao's expression changed drastically, "Isn't this a failure?"

He finally showed weakness, "Nine thousand years old, at worst I won't touch her next time, just let me go this time!"

The man's handsome face was covered by aloof coldness, "Things that come out of the stinking ditch will never know their proportions."

He said indifferently: "Since that thing grows for nothing, let's just destroy it."

Perhaps his tone was too light, so Chen Zhao and Xia Fanyin didn't realize what he was talking about for a moment.

Until the sharp bamboo pole stabbed towards Chen Zhao again, aiming fiercely at that part...

"don't want--!"

"what--!"

The screams coincided with each other, but Xia Fan's voice was softer, while Chen Zhao's was deafening and almost pierced the sky.

【If I don't fuck you up and cry today, that thing will grow in vain! 】

The words Chen Zhao said just now suddenly sounded in Xia Fanyin's mind, and his face turned pale.She has seen dead people and murdered people, but she has never seen people castrated alive.

But in the next second, the man pushed her head back into his arms again, so that all she could see was his purple robe, and the man said in a low voice, "Don't be afraid...it's my fault, I shouldn't be in front of you." Do this on your face, it’s fine.”

Her voice suddenly became hoarse, "Quan Qingjiu..."

"Ah."

"... Shall we go back?"

"Don't want him to die?"

"Don't don't."

She hugged him tighter all of a sudden, "This is enough..."

Chen Zhao is the only descendant of the three generations of the Chen family, and it would be terrible to become a useless person now. If he directly kills him, she doesn't know what the three big families and the queen will do, and she doesn't dare to think about the pressure he will bear.

Xia Fanyin was afraid that he would make another move, so she strangled his thin waist almost tightly, "Can you hug me?"

(End of this chapter)