Chapter 1091: Kiss Her

Mr. Wen's head hurt, and bright red liquid flowed from the top of his head.

The other people in the box widened their eyes in fear.

Look at the man who hit me again. He had dark eyebrows and a face like a ghost. He didn't stop beating Mr. Wen hard. He grabbed the back of Mr. Wen's neck and pressed his face directly to the top of the turntable. He stewed it on the stove. Inside the chicken soup.

"Your mouth smells so bad, I think you need to wash it off."

The chicken soup was simmered until it bubbled with white bubbles. Mr. Wen was pressed down directly, and his mouth was so hot that he couldn't even scream. He could only keep twisting, but the man standing behind him held him tightly like a god of death, preventing him from moving.

The boiling soup splashed everywhere, and the back of Xiao Yi's hand could not avoid being burned, but he didn't care at all. The sharp-edged outlines are overflowing with thick haze and fierce murderous aura, and the bloody feeling radiating from the inside out makes people shudder.

This is a ruthless character!

No one else in the box dared to move. The waiter standing at the door was dumbfounded. When he realized what he was doing, he staggered out and ran out.

Xia Yanran followed Mrs. Wen to the box. Seeing that Xiao Yi did not follow, she told Mrs. Wen and walked out of the box to look for someone.

There was a vague feeling in my heart that was not good.

To get to the hotel lobby, she had to pass by Mr. Wen's private room. Xia Yanran saw that the door was open and she glanced inside.

Xia Yanran was stunned when she saw the scene inside.

From her angle, she could only see Xiao Yi's profile. His contours were tight and overflowing with heart-stopping strength and cruelty.

Everyone else in the box seemed to be frightened. Xia Yanran realized what he was doing and ran over with a blank mind.

From behind, he hugged his waist with force and said in a trembling voice, "Xiao Yi, that's enough! If you continue like this, he will die!"

He took off his coat and was only wearing a black V-neck silk shirt. The moment she hugged him, she noticed that he was much thinner than before.

The man who was holding down Mr. Wen firmly looked down at the thin white fingers holding him tightly in front of him. The sinister expression in his brows and eyes faded a little. He let go of Mr. Wen and looked back at Xia Yanran, "You go first. Box.”

Xia Yanran's body trembled slightly, and she let go of her hands holding him, but her fingertips grabbed the shirt behind his back, "Let's go together."

As soon as Xia Yanran finished speaking, two uniformed policemen came over.

Someone called the police.

…………

In the police station.

Xia Yanran was waiting in the hall, clasping her hands together and walking around in a panic.

About half an hour later, Mrs. Wen came over. Xia Yanran hurriedly came to Mrs. Wen, "Madam, how is Xiao Yi?"

Mrs. Wen saw the tension and worry in Xia Yanran's eyes and vaguely guessed something. She said with a gentle expression, "Mr. Wen's half of his face was burned. I originally thought it would be difficult to reconcile, but Mr. Xiao seemed to have caught something of Mr. Wen's fault. , Mr. Wen is willing to reconcile with him privately."

After Mrs. Wen left, Xiao Yi came out not long after.

He put one hand in his trouser pocket, looking cold and cold, his lips pursed tightly, showing a sense of indifference.

Seeing Xia Yanran, he said, 'It's okay' and walked outside the police station.

Xia Yanran saw that he didn't want to talk to her, so she chased after him.

Xiao Yi was standing on the side of the road taking a taxi. Xia Yanran walked up to him, with an equally unhappy look on her face, "Come with me."

Xiao Yi's dark eyes narrowed slightly, "Is there anything else?"

"Follow me." She said in a nonchalant tone, no longer looking at him, and walked towards the other side of the road.

Xiao Yi stared at her back for a few seconds, then crossed his long legs and crossed the road.

Xia Yanran walked nearly 500 meters with Xiao Yi and stopped in front of a pharmacy. Knowing that the man was following her, she turned around and pointed to the bench in front of the pharmacy, "Sit here and wait for me."

After a while, Xia Yanran came out of the pharmacy carrying a small bag.

She sat next to Xiao Yi without looking at him, "Take your hand out."

Xiao Yi looked at her serious expression and curled his thin lips, "Do you care about me?"

Xia Yanran didn't look at him, just lowered her eyes and said, "Do you want to take it out or not."

Seeing her looking angry, Xiao Yi took out the long slender hand from his trouser pocket.

The back of his hand was burned red.

Xia Yanran's nose felt a little sore, and she bit her lips tightly to disinfect the injured area.

After disinfecting, she squeezed the ointment and applied it on the back of his hand naturally. With moderate force, the soft and delicate fingertips rubbed circles on the burned area. Xiao Yi looked at her lowered eyelashes that cast two dark shadows on her face, and his eyes slowly stopped at her biting lips. On the valve.

His eyebrows twisted slightly, "Why do you always like to bite yourself?"

Xia Yanran raised her head and glanced at him. Her eyes met his bottomless black eyes. She breathed slightly and said, "Don't worry about it."

Xiao Yi pulled his lower lip and said, "Yes, I can't control it anymore."

Xia Yanran's nose felt inexplicably sore.

"A little injury, why are your eyes red?"

Xia Yanran threw the ointment on him and stared at him with her eyes slightly raised. The eyes were moist, like a thin layer of mist, with an indescribable softness. Her long black hair fell on her shoulders, making her little face look even more delicate and white.

"Xiao Yi, my affairs have nothing to do with you anymore. Don't do those things for me in the future."

Xia Yanran stood up from the bench.

Just as he was about to leave, his slender wrist was clasped tightly by the man's warm and strong palm.

Xia Yanran's breath tightened, and before she could turn around, she was pulled to the bench by a force.

The position where she sat was right next to his legs. In order to leave a good impression on Mrs. Wen, Xia Yanran wore a suit and skirt today. The exposed leg skin was close to the man's strong thighs. Even through a layer of fabric, she could feel his warmth.

Just as Xia Yanran was about to move to distance the two of them, her waist suddenly tightened, and the man's big hand grasped her waist.

"Xiao Yi..."

As soon as he called his name, all the rest of his words were blocked by his sudden pressure on his head.

She looked at his face so close with her eyelashes trembling fiercely. He didn't give her any room to refuse and kissed her lips directly.

The air around him seemed to be frozen at this moment.

The rich and strong masculine scent assaulted her nostrils, invading her taste buds and respiratory system. Her head felt dizzy, and her whole body seemed to be pulled into a deep whirlpool from which she could not escape.

There was a faint smell of tobacco on his lips, and he lingered on her lips for a moment. He wanted to pry open her lips and teeth. Her reason was pulled back a little, and she began to resist and struggle.

But the big palm around her waist was harder, controlling her tightly. He pried her teeth open and kissed her more deeply.