Chapter 89: Rain falls, rouge tears fall, pear blossoms play with begonias (13)

Author: melon crisp

Chapter 89: Rain falls, rouge tears fall, pear blossoms play with begonias (13)

Upstairs, Xiao He kept the scene in his eyes, the corners of his lips curled up, and his eyes were as evil as a poisonous scorpion.

Song Ci had suffered a lot of physical injuries and was already weak. The man behind him was so light and strong that he couldn't run away from him. Soon he was caught up by the man.

The scarred man stretched out his long arm, grabbed Song Ci's sleeve, and threw him to the ground.

Song Ci winced in pain, her cheeks were stained crimson after hesitating from the violent movement, and she gasped like a dying fish. There was fine sweat on her forehead and the tip of her nose, and the fragrance on her body became stronger and stronger.

When the man smelled the fragrant fragrance of flowers in the air, he stared in the direction of the boy, with the fire of hatred burning in his eyes.

The moment she pounced forward, Song Ci used all her strength to turn over.

"hiss--"

Kou's arm was firmly tied under his body, and when he turned his arm, it was dislocated. He turned pale in pain and gasped in pain.

"Bang bang——!"

He banged his fist on the door and kept banging, trying to attract the attention of people outside.

"Is there anyone?—Help!~"

No matter how much Song Ci shouted, no one opened the door or came out to save him. He was leaning on the pillar next to him and breathing heavily.

The man deliberately waited for Song Ci's strength to be exhausted, and quickly got up, laughing as loudly as a duck: "Little beauty, can't you run anymore?"

He pulled the boy's ankle back and dragged him in front of him.

Song Ci gritted her teeth and gripped the leg of the table next to her tightly. The table slid on the ground due to the tension, making a harsh friction sound.

I don't know when a cut was made on the skirt of the clothes, revealing the delicate flesh and bright red blood stains inside. The bright collision of red and white can arouse the restlessness of the evil factors in the human body.

Xiao He looked at this scene with appreciation, waving a fan in his hand, staring at the embarrassed young man below with excitement in his eyes, his eyes like a wolf and a tiger.

This is a gift he personally prepared for Song Ci~

Xiao He squinted his eyes and looked expectantly at the next scene.

The man's whole body was boiling, and he laughed: "Even if you scream and break your throat, no one can save you, hahaha...!"

"You kid, just wait!"

Song Ci watched the man take off his clothes, revealing his solid but irregular muscles. His body proportions were not aesthetically pleasing at all, and there were several clear red scratches on his chest. At a glance, he knew it was an afterthought.

With his legs pressed down, he was unable to resist at all. The young man looked at the scarred man with eyes as cold as blades.

Little did he know that the look on his face made people want to leave traces on him... just appreciate the way his face turned frightened and panicked.

Song Ci's eyes seemed to be looking at somewhere upstairs unintentionally, showing a brief sadness and defeat.

Xiao He, who was standing upstairs, saw the look in the young man's eyes. He should be excited at this time, but he couldn't help but feel irritated in his heart. He couldn't help but feel sick when he looked at the shirtless scene below.

...The sound of the tearing fabric was so depressing and desperate that it made people breathless.

Leaning against the large vase at the back, Xiao He looked at the man with greedy eyes, and his voice was restrained and endlessly desolate: "Kill me first."

The young man looked in the direction of the balcony, as if expecting and praying. His lips moved as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he did not speak.

The man laughed so hard that he stretched out his hand to pull open the boy's clothes: "Don't even think about it, what else can I do if I kill you?!"

Glittering tears streaked down his cheeks, and his vision was blurred by the tears. He was holding the fragments of the porcelain bowl he had broken while hiding in his hand, pressing it against his neck. The young man's eyes were filled with determination as he cut a gash on his neck.

"stop!"

Xiao He directly pulled the red satin hanging from the eaves, jumped down from the second floor, the floating red color was gorgeous and fierce, and threw the jade pendant he was playing with directly on the young man's wrist.

Song Ci's wrist hurt, and the porcelain piece in his hand instantly fell to the ground and broke into pieces.

Blood stayed along the wound on his neck, and a few drops dyed the clothes on his shoulders red.

He closed the folding fan, walked over and kicked the man with the scar on his face away: "Get out of here!"

The man saw that Xiao He was still in a daze just now, and he was still thinking: How could the young prince come down?

Xiao He's voice was filled with depression: "You dare to touch my people, are you looking for death?"

The man opened his mouth to quibble: "The young prince is not you..."

Before the man with the scar could finish speaking, he was kicked in the face by Xiao He. What he wanted to say was stopped by the vicious look in his eyes.

"Do you want to die? Get out of here!"

The scarred man picked up his clothes, put them on haphazardly, and ran away without a trace.

Song Ci opened his eyes and saw Xiao He falling from the sky. His already strong emotions almost burst out of his chest.

The young man's voice was slightly hoarse, and the tears that had been hanging in the corners of his eyes had not yet dried: "Xiao He..." When he said this sentence, he felt unspeakably aggrieved.

The blue eyes were as pure as the sea, and the watery eyelashes of the ink-colored eyes still had tiny drops of water hanging on them.

The first time Xiao He saw him like this, he felt that the softest part of his heart was scratched. Seeing Song Ci like this, the irritability in his heart inexplicably dissipated a lot.

A dark light quickly flashed through his dark eyes, he raised the corners of his lips, and reached out to wipe away the blood drops on his neck: "Were you scared just now?"

Song Ci didn't answer. His face was too pale and his shoulders were shaking slightly, which made people feel distressed: "No..."

"You are such a tough-tongued person."

Xiao He's fingers passed across his injured neck, his slightly sharp phoenix eyes gradually narrowed, and he looked a little lazy when he spoke.

They were very close - so close that Song Ci could smell the fine Canaan fragrance on his body.

It was so close that Xiao He could smell the cold fragrance in the air, which was light, elegant and slightly cool like flowers.

It's very strange. Once you smell this smell, you feel addicted and want to... taste it carefully. It's like seeing the most beautiful and unique flower alone in a world where thousands of flowers are in bloom. It makes everything eclipse and makes you want to pick it off.

Put it in your mouth and chew it, the juice will be fragrant and you will get drunk.

The breath hit Song Ci's ear, and the white jade-colored ear instantly burned into a red. It was very hot and red. Song Ci felt uncomfortable and subconsciously reached out to cover his ears.

Xiao He said jokingly: "Song Ci, why are your ears so hot?"

Warm fingers pinched his ears, neither light nor heavy, and a surge of electricity passed through him. His pupils shrank and he narrowed his eyes. He raised his hand and grabbed Xiao He's palm.

The originally cold voice trembled for a moment, looking very embarrassed: "Xiao He, don't touch me!"

Xiao He has been enjoying fireworks since he was a child. He understands something almost instantly and smiles evilly: "Why are you so nervous?"

He was so close that Song Ci couldn't help but blink her eyes and put her hand against his chest to prevent Xiao He from getting closer.

Xiao He noticed that the emotions in those eyes gradually calmed down, and the color was a little lighter, not as strong as before.

The young man pushed Xiao He and hesitated: "Don't..."

Xiao He looked at his expression, restrained his movements, and deliberately took a step back to keep his distance.

Step by step, this little rabbit is not easy to take the bait. If it runs away in a hurry, it will really outweigh the gain and loss.
Chapter completed!