Chapter 1871 Never Dare Again
Yan Chi kicked him in the heart. The pretty boy imitated him and knew how to hide in advance, but he was weak after all. Yan Chi didn’t kick him in the heart or on the shoulder. Yes, he kicked others to the point of being knocked off their feet.
Getting up and acting rude: "If I didn't take you like this, I would have already apologized!"
Yan Chi's expression was worse than swallowing a fly, "Disgusting."
< br>The pretty boy stamped his feet in shame and anger, "I won't dare to do that anymore, okay?"
Yan Chi almost laughed out loud. He stretched out two fingers and waved, "Come, come to grandpa."
The pretty boy immediately hugged himself, "If I don't, you will definitely beat me!"< br>
He does have this awareness.
Yan Chi was too lazy to talk to him, and the knuckles of his fingers crackled as if a gun had hit his forehead. The pretty boy's face became paler and paler.
"You, you really want to beat me up? I'm going to... haven't you beaten me enough just now? No..."
The pretty boy knelt down neatly, "I was wrong, I will change it."
Yan Chi snorted coldly.
He hurriedly held his head and said, "If you really change, I will never dare to do it again. You are so delicious and fun, whatever you want is fine."
It's okay to go, he will definitely send a plane to see you off.
After Yan Chi flexed his fingers without saying a word, he felt relieved and walked away.
The woman was still leaning on the railing and watching. When Yan Chi went upstairs, she intentionally turned this way. Before anyone could get closer, she took the initiative to come over and wanted to throw her into his arms. Yan Chi raised his hand and stopped him.
He smiled and said: "Sister, please give way, brother is not in a good mood right now."
The woman was reluctant, but looking at his face, he was really not easy to mess with, so she had to give way. open.
Yan Chi did not live here, but he had used the study room during the day, and his coat was left there. He took the clothes and went to his residence.
The small bungalow is very remote. Except for the servants who come to clean it every day, no one will come here at all. The bunch of girls with pretty faces will not come. Going so far away is like being relegated to the cold palace. The noise and noise over there are heard. But come here, Yan Chi will be happy and pure. He understood that the pretty boy was on guard against him. On the first day he moved in, Yan Chi jammed all the eavesdropping equipment in the house. Whenever the pretty boy wanted to pry, there was only quiet wind.
Yan Chi took a shower, sat on the sofa and wiped his hair. He fiddled with the phone a few times, and several breakpoints appeared on the dark screen. He wrote them down one by one and deciphered the text.
The whereabouts of Li Jian are known.
He is in G city.
After Yan Chi finished reading the message, he eliminated the traces and restored the eavesdropping equipment.
In the middle of the night, something was pressing on him. Without opening his eyes or waking up, he suddenly grabbed the man's neck and slapped him hard on the ground.
Women's screams of pain and cries sounded.
Yan Chi was lying on the edge of the bed, his face as horrifying as the cold-faced King of Hell in the darkness. He let go of his hand, grabbed a piece of clothing and put it on, then found another piece of clothing to tie the woman's hands. He pulled He just dragged the woman out with one sleeve on.
In the quiet night, the colorful diamonds on the woman's wrists jingled and jingled, and her pleas for mercy and cries did not waver the man at all.
After a long journey, Yan Chixun dragged her to the pretty boy's room. The door was kicked open, but he didn't turn on the light. Two people sat up on the bed, looking here in panic.
"Get out." Yan Chi said sternly.
The woman in the bed was shaking, getting dressed and going out.
The little boy fumbled to turn on the light, and was startled by the battle in front of him, "What's wrong, grandpa?"
"What's wrong?"
Yan Chi laughed coldly. , throwing the woman at the pretty face’s feet, “Let me ask you, what does this mean?”
(End of this chapter)