Chapter 1441: Crazy Search for Her Figure

She fell heavily to the ground, and the man was frightened and shouted anxiously: "Miss."

Feng Tianjing turned around, covered her arm, and ran back in the rain. At the dark intersection, a cold weapon was pointed at her forehead and said, "Don't move."

She paused, lowered her head and let the rain hit her face. Feng Tianjing slowly raised her head.

"Swish" a sharp dagger slashed towards Feng Tianjing's face. The speed was too fast. She didn't have time to react and saw the dagger stabbed into her chest.

Not far away, a figure rushed over, without thinking, stretched out his hand to grab the dagger and twisted it hard.

Grabbing the dagger with his bare hands, his palm was scratched and blood kept splashing. Feng Tianjing looked up at the man and was completely shocked by his actions.

Wen Shui held the dagger tightly, kicked it with his foot, and stabbed it with his backhand.

"Bang" the man was kicked away by him. Wen Shui turned around and grabbed the dagger, cut his neck, and said coldly: "My woman, when will it be your turn to move?"

Two people rushed out from the dark, and Wen Shui was agile and solved them.

Feng Tianjing stood there, her body shaking, looking at Wen Shui's figure, she "plopped" and fell to the ground, splashing water.

"Feng Tianjing." Wen Shui turned around and helped her up.

Seeing Feng Tianjing's face pale and bloodless, she stared at him in a daze.

"I will take you home." Wen Shui said, carrying her on his back and running in the rain. Feng Tianjing lay on his shoulder and looked down at him.

She moved her lips and wanted to say: "It turns out that your skills are better than I thought."

Feng Tianjing couldn't figure it out. Wen Shui was so good at fighting, but he was beaten down by her every time. Now think about it, he was disdainful to fight with her, so he let her beat him.

Wen Shui carried her on his back and ran for several blocks before returning to her apartment.

"Your old illness has relapsed." Wen Shui pressed her body and checked her, his face was extremely ugly.

He turned around and carried her to the bedroom. After covering her with a quilt, he took out a silver needle and pierced her wrist. His speed was amazing.

"Puff." Feng Tianjing felt a tightness in her chest and spurted out a mouthful of blood.

Wen Shui held her, patted her beautiful back, and warned: "Your old injury has not healed, it is easy to leave a root of disease, your residual poison... No! You are poisoned."

"Poisoned?" Feng Tianjing frowned, obviously puzzled.

She was fine, except that she went out tonight. Could it be that there was something wrong with her people?

Was it the people in the car who poisoned her, or did they just want to kill her? Feng Tianjing thought to herself, but she didn't change her expression. She lay on the bed and said, "Thank you for saving me."

She reached out to open the drawer, but felt Wen Shui approaching. He grabbed her head with a towel, rubbed it roughly, and said, "Feng Tianjing, why don't we... have a relationship?"

"..." Feng Tianjing listened, retracted her hand, and looked at Wen Shui inexplicably.

She suddenly felt a little panic, a very magical feeling. Feng Tianjing bit her lip, lay on the side of the bed, and said in a muffled voice: "Hey, what kind of surgery did you say to me?"

Wen Shui listened, dropped the towel, squatted on the side of the bed, and looked at her.

"Didn't you say that this young master and you, have you..." Wen Shui grabbed his head and said a little ignorantly, feeling like a good girl being bullied by him.

"Pfft, do you think I slept with you?" Feng Tianjing listened and rolled her eyes.

Wen Shui lay on the bed, his fingertips secretly scratched her cheek, and asked curiously: "Isn't it? You are bleeding."

"…." Feng Tianjing barely propped herself up, glanced at him, and said with a red face: "I, I have my period."