Seductive every day

"Second brother?" Wen Yin's voice echoed in the warehouse.

Fu Zhaoshui heaved a sigh of relief, and ran towards the source of the sound. , The echo made the direction blurred, and he had to confirm the direction while running.

There were two more gunshots between the shelves.

Fu Zhaoshui was startled, the sound of gunfire moved quickly, and the gunman was chasing Wen Yin!

"Xiao Zhuo! That's enough! Don't blame Ah Yuan for what happened to your elder brother! Everything happened because of me!"

Fu Zhaoshui shouted to Zhuo Chenli, quickened his pace, and rushed to the spot where the gunshot fired.

Turning around the shelf, through a barrier of wooden boxes, Wen Yin screamed, Fu Zhaoshui hurriedly turned over the shelf, Wen Yin was thrown to the ground, and Zhuo Chenli raised his gun to his head. , "Zhuo Chenli!" Fu Zhaoshui aimed his gun at the person pressing Wen Yin.

The young man raised his red eyes slowly, staring at Fu Zhaoshui panting heavily.

His whole body was trembling, his skin was strangely purple, his muscles were tense due to excitement, and he couldn't relax at all.

Zhuo Chenli's abnormal mental state made Fu Zhaoshui tense up. The young man looked at him with sad and desperate eyes. "Second Master, I'm doing it for your own good," Zhuo Chenli murmured.

Fu Zhaoshui didn't understand what he meant, but the hostage was in his hands, so he couldn't provoke him. , "Xiao Zhuo, what do you mean? You know that Ah Yuan is mine...o" He is nothing!He is not good enough for you!Second Master, you should wake up!Go and marry the daughter of the right family!Don't raise wild species for others, don't you want to have a child yourself?He is the one who delayed you! "

Zhuo Chenli's roar made Fu Zhaoshui's advance pause, and the furrow between his brows became deeper and deeper.

He can't get around the young man's logic. What do these grievances have to do with his marriage and childbirth?

"What are you talking about?" Fu Zhaoshui was puzzled.

Zhuo Chenli stared at him with indescribable affection in his eyes, and said in a low voice: "Second Master, you are a hero, don't get involved with this kind of thing, go live a normal life."

Fu Zhaoshui vaguely understood what he meant, and Zhuo Chenli seemed very dissatisfied with the fact that he was gay.

"Who I'm with is my business, there's nothing wrong with it.

Zhuo Chenli showed grief on his face, his lips turned white from biting, and roared angrily: "It's all because he confused you! This scourge!"

He was about to pull the trigger, but Wen Yin was pressed against his head, this shot would definitely kill him!

Fu Zhao didn't have time to think, and instinctively pulled the trigger. , "Xiao Zhuo!"

There was a gunshot in the warehouse, and warm blood splashed on Wen Yin's face, and her hair was soaked in blood and cold sweat, sticking to her face in strands. , Wen Yin was stunned, the young man's body fell beside him, and red blood sprayed on the ground. , The young face was stuck in the blood, splashed red, and the dark eyes were half-opened, looking at him unwillingly. , He once again sneaked into the pool of blood of others, "Ah Yuan, how are you? Where is the injury?" Fu Zhaoshui threw himself beside him and picked him up from the blood. Fortunately, Wen Yin was not injured.

Wen Yin was frightened, he did feel Zhuo Chenli pull the trigger just now, but the clip seemed to be empty, and he survived. , He looked at the young man lying in a pool of blood, and lost the ability to speak.Hou Zhuo Chenli's face turned to his side, the pierced wound on his neck was gushing blood, Fu Zhaoshui didn't have time to think about that shot, and he was seriously injured. , Perhaps at that moment, he instinctively chose to kill Zhuo Chenli. , Wen Yin shivered, crawled over to cover the wound on his neck, the penetrating wound hit his neck, there was no way to recover. , Zhuo Chenli moved his mouth slightly, as if he wanted to say something, Wen Yin could see that he was saying "Second Lord".

He looked back at Fu Zhaoshui, unable to utter a word with trembling lips and teeth.

But the man understood what he meant, and turned Zhuo Chenli over.

The young man's face lost all color, his vision was blurred, and everything in front of him was losing color. , But he knew that he was lying in Fu Zhaoshui's arms, this godlike man was the person he admired most in his life. , He was willing to die for him, but it was a pity that he did not take away the troubles around him.

With the last bit of strength, the fingers approached the man's handsome face. O& the fingertips gently brushed his thin and cold lips, and the cold blood left a scorching deep red on the lips.

There is too much time to say, and he will never know.

Wen Yin watched as Zhuo Chenli's hand slipped down feebly and hit the bloody water, a trace of blood gradually emerged. , The ring on the finger knocked on the ground slightly. , Wen Yin turned his head numbly, and saw the ring that originally belonged to him in his eyes blurred by tears. , The size is not suitable, stained with blood, and the dim light circles on the ring finger of the young man's left hand.

Wen Yin withdrew her hand and slowly turned her palm over. Tears dripped on her hand, which was also stained red with blood. , Fu Zhaoshui put Zhuo Chenli down, and came to hug him. He was very cold, but he had a slight rejection of the warm embrace.

The man tightly circled him, picked him up, and handed over the rest to the subordinates who rushed over.

When walking out of the warehouse, he passed by Zhang Dong, and Fu Zhaoshui glanced at Zhang Dong's indifferent face. , In front of Wen Yin, he was unwilling to say anything to Zhang Dong, but after this time, he would never feel indebted to Zhang Dong again. , He saw through Zhang Dong's intentions. 7 Drive Zhuo Chenli crazy, let him change from a fugitive to an active criminal, force him to clean up the mess by himself, solve Zhuo Chenli's troubles with his own hands, force Wen Yin to make a choice, after seeing him kill Zhuo Chenli, choose whether to continue go down with him. , Even if Wen Yin is pushed into danger, this person must have a definite result for all problems.

Cold blooded. , He carried Wen Yin to the hotel to stay temporarily, the two of them were covered in blood, afraid of scaring the child.

More importantly, Wen Yin's state is very bad. , Experience death several times a month, come back from a pool of blood, no one can bear it. , Fu Han's murder had brought him to the brink of collapse, and Zhuo Chenli's death pushed him even further into the abyss. , Washing off the blood all over his body, covered up the slight fishy smell with the smell of perfume, and confirmed that there was no trace of it, Fu Zhaoshui carried him to bed.

Wen Yin didn't want to eat, and the two of them nestled under the quilt, hugging each other tightly, Wen Yin's arms were like iron hoops, as if they wanted to embed themselves into his body. , There was a wet touch in the heart, Wen Yin cried, crying silently and forbearance.

Fu Zhaoshui stroked his back, made him tired from crying silently, and fell asleep in his arms. , In the middle of the night, in a daze, I felt the person in my arms twitch violently, and couldn't help panting.

Fu Zhaoshui hurriedly turned on the bedside lamp, and Wen Yin, who had a nightmare, was pale and sweaty, biting her lip and trembling.

He hugged Wen Yin in his arms, wiped off the sweat from his head, stroked his lips and told him to let go.

With wet eyelashes trembling, he slowly opened his eyes.

Fu Zhaoshui's heart was crushed, and the pain was unspeakable.He leaned over and kissed the bitten lips.

"Ah Yuan, don't leave me behind." Wen Yin took a breath, hugged him tightly, and called him in a hoarse voice: "Second Brother..."

Wen Yin sobbed and overwhelmed him. , There was not much cover on the two of them, he was quickly stripped naked by Wen Yin, and the man lay between his legs, trying to make him excited. , Sometimes, sex is the best way to soothe the pain. , Fu Zhaoshui hugged Wen Yin who was choking on his upper body, and stretched patiently ///, letting himself bury himself in his body. , His body was tense, it was difficult to relax, and Fu Zhaoshui was tightly clinging to it, making it difficult to get in and out. , Fu Zhaoshui turned over and pressed him under his body, facing each other, melting him under his body with the hottest emotion. , Wen Yin was sweating profusely, exhausted by the successive peaks, until she couldn't get anything out, she panted and passed out. , Fu Zhaoshui held his weak object. During the whole process, Wen Yin was not hard, and the turbid liquid was pushed out by his back. , The sadness in his heart is deeper than Fu Zhaoshui's imagination, even if they hug each other lovingly, he will not have a trace of joy.