The quick-traveling scumbag is really a heartthrob

The young man's unruly voice was fierce.

Meng Jingchi first glanced at Meng Jingyue on the ground, lowered his eyes and helped him sit down in the wheelchair. Then he saw the scars all over Pan Shu's body, and his face instantly turned extremely cold.

"Zhou Younong, are you looking for death?"

He rolled up his sleeves, revealing a cold white arm, "Lu Xing, come out, don't pretend to be dead for me."

After a while, Lu Xing came in from the back door, followed by a group of soldiers with a murderous aura behind him.

The situation quickly turned around.

Zhou Younong's expression remained calm. He leaned down and brought his thin lips to Ban Shu's ear, "Tsk, do you see clearly? This Meng Jingchi is not a good person either."

The girl turned her head in disgust.

It seemed like a great humiliation to be touched by him.

Zhou Younong's face turned pale, and he pursed his lips, "Of course, I'm not a good person either."

"Don't hate me, Pan Shu."

She probably knew that what she said was too weak and ridiculous, so after saying it, before Pan Shu could respond, she started laughing.

But those cold, snow-like phoenix eyes suppressed the sadness that no one could see.

"Feel sorry."

He whispered, lowered his head, quickly untied the rope that imprisoned Ban Shu, and pushed Ban Shu towards Meng Jingchi. At the same time, a smoke bomb rolled down to the feet of Lu Xing and others.

When the smoke dissipated, Zhou Younong and Xiang Cheng had long disappeared from sight.

Pan Shu lowered her eyes complicatedly.

The next second, before she could react, she fell into the boy's broad and warm embrace.

Meng Jingchi hugged her tightly.

He was afraid that she would disappear again as soon as he let go.

The hot and wet feeling on her neck made Pan Shu stunned for a moment, "Meng Jingchi..."

"I'm sorry... I'm sorry, it's my fault. If it weren't for me, you wouldn't have been kidnapped by that bitch Zhou Younong..." The young man's voice choked, "You hit me, it's all my fault, you hit me and scolded me I should do everything..."

"..." In fact, Zhou Younong was very kind to her.

But can this be said?

Obviously not.

Pan Shu chose to shut up.

"Meng Jingchi...you, let go!"

Feeling the struggle of the girl in his arms, Meng Jingchi paused, and finally reluctantly let go of her for fear of arousing Pan Shu's resentment.

He is not afraid of Meng Jingyue.

Anyway, he had already broken up with Meng Jingyue.

"Are you okay?" Pan Shu walked up to Meng Jingyue. Before she could say a word, tears fell from her eyes.

Meng Jingyue helplessly and distressedly wanted to wipe the tears from her face.

But when he saw the blood on his hands, he hesitated for a moment and put down his hands.

"I'm fine, Shushu, be good, don't cry..."

The girl's fingertips trembled slightly and landed on his pale cheek, "I'm almost scared to death, Meng Jingyue."

"I know, I'm sorry."

"What will I do if you die?"

"……sorry."

"I love you very much, Meng Jingyue."

The young man suddenly couldn't say a word. He looked at Pan Shu in shock and surprise, "You...what did you say?"

Pan Shu held his cheeks with both hands and kissed him gently on the lips, "I said, I love Meng Jingyue very much."

Lu Xing and Meng Jingchi next to them looked so cold that they almost wanted to kill someone.

Lu Xing felt uncomfortable.

Pan Shu seemed to only have Meng Jingyue in her eyes, and no Lu Xing at all. This discovery made him feel even more uncomfortable.

why?

Lu Xing thought confusedly and irritably.

Meng Jingchi felt even more uncomfortable.

He was obviously the one who saved her, so why could she only see her eldest brother?It would be nice if my eldest brother died.

Meng Jingchi was startled by such an idea at first.

then.

A certain dark thought gradually took hold and grew until it destroyed his entire being.

Pan Shu pretended not to notice anything strange about Meng Jingchi.

In fact.

Meng Jingyue was much easier to coax than Meng Jingchi.

look.Just a vague "I love you very much", Meng Jingyue's strategy value is full.

She likes such well-behaved and obedient strategy targets.

But it also means—

Meng Jingyue lost value.

He is going to be abandoned.

very pitiful.

Back at home, Pan Shu felt like she was in another world.

When Xiao Tao and Ah Fu saw Pan Shu, they cried until their eyes were swollen like two walnuts.

Pan Shu said helplessly, "Okay, you two have made my head hurt from crying."

When Xiaotao heard this, she quickly stopped crying.

Ah Fu had sharp eyes and saw Meng Jingyue at a glance. He pulled Xiao Tao's sleeve, Xiao Tao understood, and the two of them slipped away at lightning speed.

Pan Shu raised her lips in a funny way.

She turned around and said with a smile, "You don't look that fierce. Why were Xiao Tao and Ah Fu scared away by you?"

"Ma'am, don't make fun of me."

Meng Jingyue controlled the wheelchair and came to Ban Shu. The scarlet color at the end of his eyes had not completely faded away, and his face was pale and bloodless, as if his vitality was rapidly draining away.

He coughed softly, "What's wrong with you?"

"It's you who should be feeling uncomfortable, right? What did the doctor say?" Meng Jingyue was so tossed that it was strange to say that he was fine.

Meng Jingyue paused with his fingertips.

He laughed slowly, his dark obsidian eyes deeply reflecting Banshu's voice and smile, "Isn't my body always like this? Don't think about it."

"By the way, where is Meng Jingchi?"

The young man did not answer, but asked in a confused manner, "How is Zhou Younong treating you?"

Pan Shu considered her tone, "Why do you ask this?"

Meng Jingyue stroked the cracked warm jade at his waist gently and gracefully. He felt that it was not as good as before. He paused and finally let go of the jade that had been with him for several years.

"The letter he gave me has a very strong scent of osmanthus."

"Ok?"

Meng Jingyue's deep eyes were gloomy and slightly cold, like a pool of stagnant water. "Due to the accumulation of arms in the north of the city, the climate has always been dry. Besides, there was a heavy snowfall not long ago. Where do the osmanthus grow?"

"Shu Shu, you made him sweet-scented osmanthus cake."

It should be said that Meng Jingyue is so smart that he is almost a demon. He can tell so much information just by the vague scent of osmanthus on the letter paper, and it can be inferred that Ban Shu is actually living a good life in Zhou Younong's hands.

None of this matters.

What Meng Jingyue cared more about was whether she had ever been attracted to Zhou Younong for a moment?

"Why, you've never done it to me?" Meng Jingyue looked at her aggrievedly and accusingly, "What am I to you?"

Ban Shu was silent for a while, "Since you know Zhou Younong is very good to me, why were you so afraid that he would kill me that day? In fact, he said that even if you didn't come, he wouldn't hurt me."

Meng Jingyue clenched his fists.

The nails scratched bloody crescent-shaped marks on the palms of the hands.

"I don't dare to bet." The young man raised his face, stretched out his hand to press down on Ban Shu's slender and graceful neck, and touched her forehead with her forehead, nose against nose, and their warm breaths intertwined with each other, "Shu Shu, it's about you. , I don’t dare to risk even a little bit.”

From love comes sorrow.

Out of love comes fear.

Pan Shu stared into his eyes, and she realized that she had never understood him.

"Shu Shu, as long as it is what you want to do, I am willing to put the sword in your hand for you to control."

His tone was pious.

He seems to be her most loyal believer.

"Do you know what I want to do?" Pan Shu raised her eyebrows, with a hint of evil in her pretty brows.