The second male who guards silently, you can't afford it

Murong Jiu stood stiffly in front of the door, tears streaming down his face.

He doesn't know...he really doesn't know...

Shocked, doubted, feared, despaired and bombarded by all kinds of emotions in turn, Murong Jiu's brain was in a mess, and Murong Jiu's lips, which could no longer be completely closed because of surprise, trembled with the amplitude visible to the naked eye, and he couldn't say a word.

He had never seen such a person.

He held a beating heart in his raised hands, blood was still trickling from the big hole in his chest, and he knelt down on the ground meekly and piously.

This person is Shao Qihan.

Murong Jiu seemed to see another self. He lowered his head and stared at the man blankly for a while, then held the knife in one hand and the fork in the other, and with those crossed hands, he ate the scarlet heart just like that. into the belly.

Murong Jiu shuddered, grabbed Shao Qihan's arms, and looked at Shao Qihan's eyes hidden in the shadows.

"I—" Murong Jiu said panickedly, but was at a loss for words again.

What is he going to say?What is he going to do?

Murong Jiu's mind was in chaos, only tears flowed down uncontrollably.

Sometimes, the body's reaction may be one step faster than the brain, but sometimes, even after death, people may not really understand what their body's reaction means. Sometimes, people are often willing to resist understanding their own. The real intention, because living in the self-righteous illusion of water and moon is instinctive self-protection.

"You cried too..." Shao Qihan stared at Murong Jiu, his magnetic voice was full of complete understanding and pity, he raised his hand and wiped away Murong Jiu's tears with two fingers, and said softly: "I know, you too Don't know why I'm crying... But it's nothing, you'll forget it soon, like I am now, don't worry."

"You—" Murong Jiu uttered a word hoarsely, tears flowed more and more violently, and even snot flowed out of the nose, looking like a crying child in an extremely embarrassing situation.

"It will pass soon." Shao Qihan sighed: "I think you may need to be alone, let me go, it will be better to be alone... But I really can't help it, your crying is better than mine. It's too ugly...Ajiu."

Speaking of which Shao Qihan laughed at himself, he stepped back half a step, stretched out his hand to directly hold the door handle, and after unscrewing the deadbolt, he had to forcefully open the door. Murong Jiu squeezed into meatloaf.

Probably because crying is a waste of energy, or Murong Jiu has been distracted by waves of shocks, and Murong Jiu has no strength to hold the door, so Shao Qihan quickly opened the door. It was opened.

Seeing that Shao Qihan was about to get away and leave, Murong Jiu finally came back to his senses. He used both hands so hard that his bent fingers almost sank into the muscles of Shao Qihan's arms. Even Shao Qihan couldn't help but frowned in pain.

What burst out together with the power was Murong Jiu's voice.

"Shao Qihan, those documents cannot take effect without my signature, and I will never sign them!"

Murong Jiu's voice was very firm, but Dang had a strong nasal sound, and even after he said this powerful sentence, he still sniffed because his nasal cavity was completely blocked by nasal mucus and he couldn't breathe.It can be said that at this time, the "aura of domineering" in him is completely negative.

Shao Qihan looked at Murong Jiu with red eyes, red nose, and red mouth, half of his heart felt absurd, and half of his heart felt despair.

Even so...Murong Jiu, are you still so decisive...?

Even if I do this...Murong Jiu, do you still choose to refuse...?

I understand, this time I really understand, what is sorrow is greater than heart death.

Murong Jiu, I lost, completely lost.

Shao Qihan closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, his demeanor completely changed.

Become more indifferent, hard, restrained.

If Murong Jiu is still a little sober at this time, he will be surprised to find that Shao Qihan is exactly the same as his elder brother Shao Qidi at this time.

If Murong Jiu's thinking could still function, he would be horrified to find that the Shao Qihan in front of him had completely transformed into the Shao Qihan who pushed him into desperation step by step in his previous life.

It's a pity that Murong Jiu didn't, so when he faced such a Shao Qihan, he was still so ignorant, and he repeated: "I will definitely not sign it."

"Don't struggle." Shao Qihan raised his hand to straighten Murong Jiu's messy short brown hair, and said in a strange and dangerous tone, "I know you won't agree, so I just asked someone to imitate your handwriting and private seal. It's easy for you and me, so don't bother."

Murong Jiu's eyes widened in shock.

"Oh, by the way, this is a great gift." Shao Qihan stepped forward, squinted his eyes and looked at Murong Jiu who was close at hand, and smiled sarcastically: "I didn't intend to ask you for anything, but I changed my mind now Well, I think I still need some price."

As he said that, Shao Qihan raised his hand abruptly to shake off Murong Jiu's tightly grasped hand, then clamped Murong Jiu's jaw, and kissed him hard.

Lips, teeth, mouth, tongue, all of these are fighting a life-and-death battle in saliva, Shao Qihan's siege of the city, Murong Jiu's throwing down his armor.

Shao Qihan kissed Murong Jiu forcefully and violently, and Murong Jiu could only bear the baptism of this hurricane helplessly.

This fierce kiss lasted for a long time, until Murong Jiu was on the verge of collapse due to the long-term difficulty in breathing, Shao Qihan let go slowly, a crystal clear body fluid in the corners of the two mouths stretched longer and thinner, and finally finally fracture.

Shao Qihan looked at Murong Jiu who was leaning against the wooden door weakly, closed his eyes and took a deep breath, and stuck out his tongue to lick the blood dripping from the wound at the corner of his mouth.

"Not bad, very sweet, but a bit salty." Shao Qihan said lazily, "I think I swallowed your tears and snot along with it."

Murong Jiu's blushing face turned even redder, and he opened his wet eyes to stare at Shao Qihan.

"Very good, now you are finally willing to look me in the eye." Shao Qihan smiled sarcastically: "But I don't care about these anymore, let's go." He said, holding the doorknob again.

At this moment, unexpectedly, a pale and cold hand gripped his wrist again, Shao Qihan turned his head to look at Murong Jiu with an unpredictable expression.

"What?" He intentionally humiliated Murong Jiu with vulgar language: "One kiss is not enough, do you want me to fuck/you now? Oh, so you like this kind of thing?"

Murong Jiu's flushed face suddenly turned pale like his hands.

"You are wrong." Murong Jiu said softly, "I reject your charity."

"Alms?!" Shao Qihan became furious all of a sudden, and all the emotions he had suppressed all exploded. He slammed his fist on the door next to Murong Jiu's face and growled, "How dare you say that is Charity?!! Ah??"

Shao Qihan was so angry that he punched down the door and made a dent in it. It's hard to imagine what would happen if this punch hit Murong Jiu's face.

"No——" Before Murong Jiu could finish speaking, the wooden door was slammed open with a loud noise, followed by a female voice that couldn't be higher: "President, are you okay!! !"

Under the principle of the interaction of forces, the president fell to the ground, and the robber happened to be his pad.

"The sound insulation effect of this door is so good, I can't hear your voice at all, there's no way—" Zhou Han suddenly stopped talking, her eyes widened.

Behind her, several heavily armed security guards stretched their necks to look in.

"No, it's okay." Murong Jiu tremblingly said, he supported Shao Qihan's squirming body with a distorted face and wanted to stand up: "Don't, leave me alone, it's all a misunderstanding, Zhou Han, you put that chair on the chair You are sent to the hospital, you know how to deal with it—? Also, call me a doctor as soon as you get out!"

If Zhou Han didn't understand what "a misunderstanding" was at the beginning—it was still a misunderstanding even if she was kidnapped—then when she saw the face of the person under the president—because of the pain of falling to the ground, she kept making small movements. Wriggling, Shao Qihan's hat had already been wiped off by himself——afterwards, he fully understood.

"Yes, President!"

Zhou Han immediately came back to her senses, she hurried to the side of the hapless deputy minister, untied the neon light tube as fast as she could, then half-carried the fat deputy minister out of the room, and thoughtfully closed the door again , and took the bewildered security guards away from the crime scene.

She still has a lot of work to do - she has to alert Su to find a doctor, find a way to silence the fat man, and deal with the mess after the president left the meeting... Sigh, the president's special assistance is getting worse and worse Do it, this Shao Qihan will definitely be in trouble as soon as he appears, it's really fucking painful!

Shao Qihan, who Zhou Han was nagging about, was even more painful than her. This time was not the last time - there was a thick blanket on the floor - this was a solid wood floor!

Shao Qihan is fortunate that he is in good physical condition and can protect his head in the blink of an eye, otherwise he would probably have to confess here today.

Compared with the physical pain, what bothered him more was Murong Jiu's constant, anxious calls.

I'm not dead yet!

Even if I die, you won't be sad, what are you pretending here!

Shao Qihan closed his eyes and rolled his eyes in his heart, thinking sourly.

In the next second, he was startled by Murong Jiu's earth-shattering sobs and opened his eyes.

"Shao Qihan, if you don't wake me up - I will pay for your life!!"