Wife Addiction, Don’t Run Away, Madam

Cheng Jin carefully disinfected the wound, and Zhou Yuan's tense body leaned back as if relaxed, and exhaled heavily.

"Sister An, I-"

The young master spoke for the second time, but was stopped by Cheng Jin and Si Yao at the same time.

"you shut up!"

"When I'm bandaged, you can talk again, don't disturb her rest."

As soon as the words fell, the young master's heart trembled and he felt a chill in his neck.

A small knife swiped across his neck, scratching the skin, with a slight pain.

Si Yao raised his lips and smiled at him, like a devil: "Shh, don't be noisy."

"Otherwise... I'll keep you quiet forever!"

The young master was frightened and broke out in cold sweat.

Si Yao was satisfied, he lifted his leg and moved, brushed the man's shoulder, and bent down to pick up his knife.

"Does my sister eat apples?" He said gently, as if the devilish person just now was not him.

Zhou Yuan nodded, "Okay."

Cheng Jin silently put the action of applying the medicine very slowly and slowly, just like pressing the ten times slow button.

As for Lin Yu, it was like pressing the tenfold accelerator key.

The man's sturdy arm punched out with full manic force, so fierce that only a blurred afterimage could be seen.

He smashed every rib of Han Qi with one punch, while avoiding the main point.

It hurt him to the extreme, but he couldn't pass out, and similarly, he couldn't die in a short time.

In a short time, Han Qi became a veritable blood man.

Zhou Yu'an finished eating an apple leisurely, guessing that Lin Yu was almost exhausted, and then slowly said, "Lin Yu, the wound has been treated."

As soon as he finished speaking, Cheng Jin quickly tied the head of the gauze he had been fiddling with for several minutes into a beautiful bow.

At the same moment, Lin Yu stopped.

The man turned his back to Zhou Yu'an, his stiff back was suppressed and irritable.

After a few seconds of silence, Lin Yu said in a low and soft voice, "Si Yao, take An An back."

Zhou Yu settled down for a while, only said to go to Huo's house to pick up the two little guys, let Lin Yu go back as soon as possible, and then he was protected by Si Yao and Cheng Jin and left.

Only the two poor rich young masters were left in the huge private room.

The two looked at each other, and tentatively raised their feet.

But at that moment, Lin Yu's hoarse and terrifying voice sounded, "Want to plead for him?"

The two looked at each other again, the fear in their eyes that could not be concealed.

The next second, the two shook their heads frantically, "No no no... We, we don't know anything."

"Yes, I don't know...what, I don't know anything..."

Lin Yu sneered, so scared that both of their legs were weak, and they knelt directly on the debris on the ground.

"Lin, Young Master Lin... we didn't see anything—"

Without waiting for the two to beg for mercy, Lin Yu said forcefully, "Go away, don't talk to my wife in the future."

In the voice, there is a strong possessiveness.

The two of them were amnesty and grateful, and they rolled and climbed, ignoring their appearance and fleeing.

Lin Yu didn't have time to appreciate their embarrassment, he glanced at the dying person beside him, and smiled coldly.

Immediately afterwards, he slowly bent over and slowly picked up a piece of glass stained with blood.

Afterwards, Lin Yu walked to Han Qi's side step by step. The leather shoes stepped on the shards of glass, making a subtle crunch and friction. In Han Qi's ears, he sounded like a soul-locking devil who came out of **** at midnight.

Lin Yu stopped at Han Qi's toes, glanced at him silently, then squatted down and quietly cut a deep, bone-deep wound on his heel.

Starting from the ankle, it was densely packed, with bloodstains drawn one after another.

Go all the way up, not letting an inch of your skin go.

until the throat.

Han Qi kept shaking, and his shrill screams had long since broken, and even lost his voice for a while.

Lin Yu didn't bother to use the threat to intimidate, and just skipped the throat and continued to go up.

Sharp glass pieces danced cheerfully on Han Qi's skin, slashing across his chin and across his cheeks.

Han Qi's body is still shaking, it is an instinct, the instinct of fear of death.

He is sober now.

Can't wake up anymore.

His eyes were bloodshot and swollen from Lin Yu's smashing, bruised and purple.

The intense pain all over his body made him completely lose his ability to think.

Suddenly, blood dripping glass appeared in his blurred vision.

He shook his head, struggling frantically.

Fear and fear were intertwined and tore at his fragile heart that had already been beaten.

But his desire to survive was still unwilling to let him give up.

Lin Yu curled his lips into a smile, and threw aside the glass shards with blood and flesh in his hands.

This one is a bit blunt and may not be able to dig out.

He searched leisurely among the debris on the ground.

Han Qi shivered and tried to get up.

But as soon as he moved, a fragment would stab him hard in the next second.

After a full two minutes, Lin Yu picked out the sharpest piece of debris on the ground.

He smiled contentedly, his voice creepy: "It doesn't matter if you are blind, I will treat you!"

"No, no, don't—ah!"

The shrill voice didn't last long.

The room quickly became quiet, and there was a thick smell of blood.

Lin Yu threw away the blood dripping glass, and didn't even look at the half-dead people on the ground.

He adjusted his jacket slowly, raised his hand and snapped his fingers.

The next second, Shi Yan barged in from outside, standing quietly in front of him, bowing his head and waiting for orders.

Lin Yu wiped the blood on his hands, and his tone was calm: "Send him home, inform Xiao Qing, and cooperate with the Han family to withdraw all funds."

This withdrawal of capital, not to mention the demise of the Han family, is also a serious injury to the vitality, and most of them are directly abandoned.

"Yes!"

Shi Yan picked up the unconscious man with one hand, turned and disappeared.

Lin Yu was so fast that he didn't even bother to drive the car, so he ran straight home.

The servants were shocked when they saw the **** young master, and they looked away, not daring to talk or ask more.

"Where's Madam?!"

"Madam...she hasn't come back yet."

Lin Yu tugged at his tie, pinched the aching eyebrows, and gradually returned to his mad and irritable consciousness.

Thinking about it, An An went to Zhou's house to pick up Zijin and Jingchen.

He waved to dismiss the servants and headed straight for the bedroom.

In the bathroom, the slightest mist rose.

Lin Yu stood under the shower, washing away the **** aura from his body little by little.

Soon, the children's laughter came along the crack of the door.

Among them, Zhou Yu'an's gentle voice was exceptionally clear.

After a while, the door was opened and closed again.

Lin Yu knew that it was An An who came back.

He carefully cleaned every detail of his body, for fear that it would be stained with other people's blood and frighten An An.

Zhou Yuan listened to the sound of running water, sat quietly on the bed, and waited for Lin Yu to wash up.

Zhou Yuan was a little bored waiting, and even after watching a movie, Lin Yu hadn't come out yet.

As a last resort, she coquettishly said softly, "Lin Yu, hurry up! I'm sleepy!"

Two seconds later, the sound of the water stopped, and the man responded in a low voice, "Okay."

Lin Yu wiped away the water stains, put on a bathrobe, and sat lightly on the edge of the bed.

He didn't dare to look at Zhou Yu'an.

I don't know if it scared her today.

"husband!"

As soon as Lin Yu sat down, Zhou Yuan rubbed behind him and put his arms around him.

She put her small face on Lin Yu's back, which was soaked with the scent of the bath, and spoke first, her soft tone was sweet and sticky:

"You look so handsome supporting me!"

She smiled softly, with a hint of admiration and consolation hidden in her voice.

Lin Yu's tense body relaxed in an instant.

He turned around and hugged Zhou Yuan tightly in his arms.

"An An, I'm sorry, I couldn't hold back..."

Couldn't hold back in front of you, let the blood stained you.

He should bring people back to Nian'an Villa.

Zhou Yuan didn't speak, and took the initiative to kiss him.

Lin Yu hugged her lovingly, coveting her tenderness and sweetness.

Ambiguous everywhere, a charming room.

The night is getting deeper, and people are not resting.

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