Love at First Kiss: Surrendering to my Devil Husband

Ye Yan just passed Gong Yuyao last night, she will no longer sleep in the same bed with him, and will not let him have the opportunity to touch her.

"Do you dare to threaten me?" Ye Yan gritted his teeth, and the anger that had just been suppressed rushed up again, staring at Lan Qianyu with cold eyes, as if to eat her.

"I won't compromise again, and won't give you another chance to touch me. If you refuse to let me go, I would rather die." Lan Qianyu said in a break.

"What the **** are you stubborn? I'll be patient with you everywhere, what else do you want??" Ye Yan roared like thunder.

"Let us go." Lan Qianyu said firmly.

"Do you want to leave me that way?" Ye Yan frowned, his eyes became violent and terrifying, and his fists creaked.

"Yes, I don't want to stay here for a minute. If you insist on staying me and just want to worry about yourself, I won't make you feel at ease." Lan Qianyu stared at him stubbornly. This time, she won't Compromise again.

"You like to oppose me so much? You don't want to stay here, do you want to find Xiao Han?" Ye Yan's lips curled up with a cold arc, and the amber eyes suddenly released a cold light.

"It's none of your business who I'm looking for. In short, I just don't want to stay here." Lan Qianyu was a little excited.

"It's none of my business??" Ye Yan smiled coldly, and suddenly stretched out his hand to grab the knife in Lan Qianyu's hand.

In a panic, Lan Qianyu slashed the blade to his wrist, but Ye Yan firmly grasped the blade. The sharp blade was deeply embedded in his palm, cutting a deep wound, and the cold blood was surging.

"Quickly let go." Lan Qianyu shouted in astonishment.

Ye Yan didn't let go, but clung to the blade of the scalpel and pulled the handle out of Lan Qianyu's hand. The sharp blade was inserted deeper into his palm, and there was a clear cut sound.

Lan Qianyu released his hand like an electric shock, looked at him in a panic, his hands trembling constantly.

"Master..." The medical nurse came over to bandage Ye Yan, but was frightened by his cold eyes.

Ye Yan stared at Lan Qianyu coldly. After a few seconds, with a long finger twist, he turned the scalpel around and walked towards Qiao Qing.

"What are you doing??" Lan Qianyu screamed, trying to get out of bed to stop, but it was too late^

Ye Yan fiercely stabbed the scalpel into Qiao Qing's thigh. He was very accurate. This knife just pierced Qiao Qing's blood, and the blood rushed high like a fountain and sprayed on his face.

In a coma, Qiao Qing arched her body like a cat.

"Don't--" Lan Qianyu screamed in horror, looking at Ye Yan in fear, her mouth opened wide, but she couldn't say a word. She was stunned by his crazy behavior, and her body kept trembling.

"Would you like to leave? Huh?" Ye Yan squinted his eyes and stared at Lan Qianyu coldly. He used his hand again to pierce the handle of the knife deeper, and Qiao Qing's body kept trembling.

"Don't go, don't leave, I won't go..." Lan Qianyu kept shaking his head, tears raining down, and his wide-open eyes were filled with fear. Ye Yan must be a lunatic. A lunatic who doesn't take life seriously.

"That's good." Ye Yan smiled with satisfaction and wiped her tears with his left hand. The injured right hand pulled the scalpel out of Qiao Qing's leg and threw it to the ground at will, coldly commanding, "Heal for her. "

"Yes." The doctor's voice shivered, and his forehead was full of sweat.

"Let's go back to the room and rest." Ye Yan gently embraced Lan Qianyu and walked out of the medical room. Lan Qianyu's body was still trembling, and she was full of fear for Ye Yan.