Non-violent non-cooperation

When Ye Shaodong rushed home after receiving the news from Jos, the two corpses in the house had already been disposed of by Jos himself, and even the living room had been cleaned up, except for the floor-to-ceiling window that was shattered by bullets. Outside the room was blowing cold wind, there was no sign of a fight, only Lu Yan was still sitting stiffly on the sofa in the living room.

──Ye Shaodong has never seen Lu Yan like this.

His face was pale, even his lips were bloodless, and he was holding a water glass that Jos handed to him at some point in his hands. The water in the glass was completely cold, and his hands were shaking slightly, driving the water in the glass. The pattern rippling away, his gaze has been staring at the water pattern in a daze, the whole person is like an empty shell whose soul and body have been completely stripped off.

He was even wearing yesterday's white shirt whose back was completely cut open by a bullet, and there were large areas of dried blood on it, which was shocking.Ye Shaodong saw it, as if his heart was strangled by something, and suddenly it hurt violently...

"Lu Yan..." The man walked over in three steps at a time, and hugged the injured and frightened little citizen tightly into his arms. He took off Ye Sanyi's trousers, but Ye San didn't mind, he just hugged Lu Yan tightly with one hand, and patted his shoulder with the other, "It's all right, it's all right now."

How could it be all right?

Even Ye Shaodong knew that when he said these words, even his own voice was stiff.

He couldn't imagine what kind of irreversible things would have happened if Jos wasn't here!

Maybe when he came back from a business trip and opened the door, he would only see the body of Lu Yan who was so cold...

As soon as he thought of this, Ye Sanshao, who used to be decisive in life and death with his fingers, couldn't help but feel chills in his heart, and the cold sweat wet the back of his shirt...

How can such a possibility be tolerated?I have been looking for him for three years, and now I finally got him, how can I tolerate him facing unknown threats, how can I tolerate him being in danger of leaving me forever at any time?How could he tolerate being killed by a stranger? !

No.

Absolutely not allowed.

"Lu Yan, you are mine. Body, life, everything is mine, but I don't allow anyone else to hurt you, not anyone."

The sentence that was originally thought in his heart was said out of his mouth somehow. Ye Shaodong's voice was gloomy but determined, with a very unruly and dangerous desire to control and kill.

It sounds scary.

Lu Yan was startled by the almost unfamiliar tone, the water glass dropped and shattered on the floor, the sound of glass shattering was like the floor-to-ceiling windows shattered by bullets last night, as if full of deadly danger, crisp and ear-piercing.

Lu Yan shivered violently, and suddenly came back to his senses. At that moment, he almost instinctively pushed Ye Shaodong away with both hands!

──"Don't come here!"

Unprepared, Ye Shaodong was pushed back two steps by Lu Yan, and when he stabilized himself, he also eased from the intimidating depressive aura just now. Once he came back to his senses, seeing Lu Yan's appearance immediately felt distressed again. After getting up, he walked back, but seeing Lu Yan's wary expression, he had to stop at a tight distance of two steps. The bloody smell that was not obvious gradually wafted in the air. As soon as he smelled it, The thick black sword eyebrows immediately frowned!

"Lu Yan, it's me, I won't hurt you, huh?" The man had to take a non-aggressive and very compromised posture and squatted down to look at Lu Yan, and then made a calm gesture, "It's all right Now, leave the next matter to me, calm down, the wound on your back has been opened, and you don't want to make things worse, do you?"

Lu Yan looked at him. At this moment, Ye Shaodong's familiar voice and comforting tone made him gradually accept. He slowly closed his eyes. After a long while, he finally vented his strength and was completely in place like a puppet whose support was taken away. Limp down on the sofa!