[Charles IX fanfic] Butterfly Kiss

Lin Enran didn't dare to open her eyes.

She smelled the mixed smell in the air, from the luxurious sandalwood scent on Tang Xiaoyi's body to the burnt smell from the flames, to the bloody smell - she almost vomited, she didn't dare to ask him if he killed someone.

Poor Lin Enran, a communist girl whose root is Zhengmiaohong, she has been bathed in the sunshine of communism from primary school red scarf to middle school league member to university volunteer. Probably the bloodiest scene I have ever seen was killing chickens and fish.

Even if she traveled to a world where she could ignore all laws and regulations and only recognize the aura of the protagonist, she was definitely not mentally prepared to face the corpse.

"That, that, Mr. Tang..."

When she opened her mouth, she realized that her voice was trembling, which was caused by the pressure from the previous person and the current fear.

"Did you...did you kill someone?"

"..."

The man standing in front of her sighed.

"Sedative bombs, the kind that can bring down an elephant."

Tang Xiaoyi's tone lacked sympathy: "But he made me more angry, so I stabbed him with glass shards, and he bled."

Oh, it's good that no one is dead.

Lin Enran finally dared to open her eyes, she looked up.

The man in front of him was wearing a pitch-black dress. He was holding a handful of metal guns in his hands, which were used to holding the power of corporate management. A few strands of hair hung on his forehead, just in front of his eyes, adding a touch of weird sex appeal.

Yes, sexy.

Lin Enran didn't know if it was appropriate to use this word to describe him, but the word "sexy" did appear in her mind at that moment.

Her eyes fell on the ****.This is a precision shooting gun transformed from an ordinary gun, and it should be regarded as a kind of gun. It can be used for long-range sniping or close-range shooting, which is very practical.

As for why Lin Enran knows so much about guns, it's not because she used to play crossing the line and stimulating the field...

Wait a minute, now is not the time to admit guns...

Why does he have a gun! !And judging by this posture, I'm afraid he is still the kind who is very good at playing with guns! !

"..." Lin Enran said earnestly, "Mr. Tang, you are very eager to save people, I understand, but we can't break the law. You have a gun license in the United States, but this is China, and it is illegal to hold a gun. of……"

Tang Xiaoyi went around behind her, knelt down and untied the wire that bound her hands. Hearing this, he suddenly had a dangerous thought of "wrapping the wire tighter", but he still helped her free her hands.

Anyway, she already owed him a huge favor, and it's useless to be snarky, she has to admit this debt.

Lin Enran, who had regained her freedom, moved her stiff wrists. When she heard a "bang", Tang Xiaoyi dropped the gun on the ground, turned to her, knelt down on one knee, and bent over to untie the wire that bound her ankle.

Even though only the top of the man's head can be seen, Lin Enran can imagine that his expression is either very serious or very serious.

"Hey," she pointed her finger at the tip of his ear, "Is this dress specially worn for a dinner party?" Usually he wouldn't dress so formally.

Tang Xiaoyi took the wire off her ankle, said "um", stood up, and stretched out his hand to her: "Get up."

Stretching towards her wide palm, a gap was opened.

The wound was not deep, it only scratched the surface of the skin, but the capillaries in the palm were rich, and the wound was still bleeding.

Tang Xiaoyi's expression was very calm, as if he didn't feel any pain.

Lin Enran subconsciously wanted to hold his palm, but was afraid of touching the wound, so she carefully pulled his fingers: "Your hand—what's wrong?"

"I was cut by the glass when I broke the window and came in. Otherwise, where do you think the glass shards that stabbed that person came from?" Tang Xiaoyi said calmly, as if the wound did not belong to him, "Get up."

"Why are you so reckless?" Lin Enran said, "The wound must be bandaged as soon as possible—"

She frowned slightly, showing disapproval.

Like a wife who blames her husband for not being careful.

Tang Xiaoyi looked at her and suddenly smiled.

Now he actually seldom smiles, because there is no need for it, and shopping malls don't need to smile so much to look good.But after all, the facial features are there. When he smiles, his eyebrows and eyes are curved and the corners of his lips are stretched. All alienation and indifference disappear. There is only a pool of spring water, which is enough to nourish all things.

Lin Enran was slightly shaken by his smile.

She looked up at him in a daze, Tang Xiaoyi's intact hand raised a finger, dipped in his blood, and stroked Lin Enran's lips.

He smeared bright vermilion blood evenly on Lin Enran's lips, and her originally slightly pale and haggard face became alive and beautiful due to the red lips.

"very nice."

Tang Xiaoyi said softly.

"You look great."

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Tang Xiaoyi pulled Lin Enran out of the small room where she was imprisoned, and went to the larger room outside.Lin Enran saw that the glass windows on one wall had been violently damaged, there were glass residues all over the place, and many people were lying on the ground, probably the accomplices of the one-armed man, all of which were brought down by Tang Xiaoyi.

The perpetrator did not look sideways, opened the only door leading to the outside in the room, and led Lin Enran out in a swaggering manner.

The group of people took Lin Enran abducted to a building that was announced to be suspended before completion. There was no elevator installed, and the only way to go down was through the dusty, unlit stairwell.

Tang Xiaoyi didn't seem to have the consciousness to turn on the phone's flashlight, and took Lin Enran's hand directly into the dark stairwell.Lin Enran was afraid of the dark, this was a childhood problem, but she also felt that it was too shameful to show timidity in front of him, so she tried her best not to show it.

In fact, she is distraught now.

Although it was bloody and even a little disgusting, she had to admit that the act of smearing her lips with blood really touched her...

Especially Tang Xiaoyi's expression at that time.

The lights in the room fell on his face, and he seemed to be the chosen one who was favored by the heaven, his whole body exuded a dazzling and gentle golden light.And this legendary god in the clouds approached her, and his blood kissed her.

It's too cool.

Although Tang Xiaoyi quickly recovered his calm expression and pulled her out of the room, his expression and actions were still playing in Lin Enran's mind.

What's this called? It's called a heart-warming arsonist.

Walking in the dark stairwell, Lin Enran couldn't even see the steps clearly. Before she even noticed, she had already taken the initiative to stick to Tang Xiaoyi, relying on him to walk down step by step.

Smoothly holding the little princess in his arms, Tang Xiaoyi curled his lips, anyway, she couldn't see his expression in the darkness.

Smelling the deep sandalwood scent on the man, Lin Enran tried to speak:

"...So, you didn't take Miss Ji to the dinner?"

"The dinner starts at eight o'clock. It was already seven fifty when I came here to pick you up, and it's nine o'clock now." Tang Xiaoyi said, his voice echoed in the narrow stairwell, and it felt strange, "Who shall I take?" To the dinner party?"

"..." Lin Enran said softly, "I'm sorry..."

It was the original owner, no, she was the one who acted willfully and self-willedly. She directed and acted a fake kidnapping and then fell into a real kidnapping, causing the male protagonist to run around for her, wasting precious time to cultivate a relationship with the female protagonist.

What a sin she has committed.

"Also, there's no point in going to that dinner party if your girlfriend isn't you."

"Actually, I'm not that important, Mr. Tang, with your status..." It's not a big deal to take a girl who is not a fiancee, let alone a beautiful girl——your heroine.

"Lin Enran." Tang Xiaoyi called her name in a deep voice, warning her not to talk too much.

Lin Enran didn't know how many floors they went down. In her impression, they should have walked close together like this for a long time—a long time.

Along the way, the two of them sometimes talked, sometimes they were silent, but what remained unchanged was their bodies that were tightly pressed together—his body was very warm, with the temperature of the sun, mixed with ancient and quiet sandalwood, which was very soothing.Lin Enran likes this firm and safe arm, but she is very clear that it does not belong to her.

So never indulge.

"That's great." She seemed to be muttering to herself, "I said it a long time ago, I must be very happy to be your wife. You are so good at taking care of people. Being with you, whether it is living or talking If you are in love, you will be happy."

The emotion that used to be normal, now seems to be a little more unnatural, and... subtle jealousy.

Lin Enran thought, if my future husband is half as good as Tang Xiaoyi - no, I don't need half, thank God for a third or a quarter.

It is rare for modern men to have such a superb quality as him. He can combine killing and tenderness so well, which makes people understand that one second he is a swordsman, and the next second he is a son and daughter.

He clearly separates work and personal, which is a good thing, but also a difficult thing, few people can do it.

If before Lin Enran envied Tang Xiaoyi's future wife from the perspective of a passerby, now Lin Enran came to eat lemons from the perspective of a passerby.

Ah, so sour, when will this damn beautiful love come to me.

The arms around her waist tightened, and Tang Xiaoyi responded to her self-talk: "But I still often feel that I haven't done enough. Is it because I haven't worked hard enough or good enough, so I can't let my wife do the same?" care about me."

This time Tang Xiaoyi couldn't get Lin Enran's response.

Because they came out of the stairwell.

Outside was a messy shutdown construction site, and Tang Xiaoyi's Bentley was parked in the open space.

The distant sound of propellers sounded overhead, Lin Enran looked up, and the helicopter flew away with lights flashing.

Suddenly she understood.

Grabbing the hem of Tang Xiaoyi's coat, Lin Enran gritted his teeth: "Obviously there is a helicopter, why don't you go directly from that floor? You have to go down one more flight of stairs, in fact, you just want to eat my tofu, right?!"

Tang Xiaoyi raised his hands, very innocent: "I didn't do anything, it was your initiative, you really voluntarily."