The little ancestor of the sickly boss is pretending to be pitiful again

Chapter 1 Lu Sihuai, I'm sorry!
"boom!"

The sudden sound of gunfire came to mind in the empty dilapidated factory.

Cheng Yan closed his eyes, and his heart trembled violently.

However, the heart-piercing pain did not appear.

Cheng Yan slowly opened his eyes, which were instantly stained with bright red.

Lu Sihuai, who was fighting with someone, got in front of her at some point.

A bullet with a metallic luster pierced directly into Lu Sihuai's heart.

"Shh-"

At the same time, the dagger in Lu Sihuai's hand also penetrated into the body of the bearded man.

Killed with one blow, blood spattered.

"boom--"

"boom--"

With two muffled bangs, the two fell to the ground at the same time.

"Lu Sihuai!"

Seeing this, Cheng Yan trembled and crawled towards Lu Sihuai with both hands and feet.

Panic and despair were written on a beautiful face.

Why did he do this?
"Yui Bao, you can finally leave me."

"Yui Bao, I love you more than my own life, you..."

Before Lu Sihuai could speak, his hand dropped powerlessly.

"what--"

Cheng Yan hugged Lu Sihuai's voice, and the voice of grief rang out in the suburbs where corpses were strewn all over the place.

"I'm sorry, Lu Sihuai, I'm sorry!"

Cheng Yan's delicate face was covered with tears, and his blood-stained hand stretched out to the dagger that was dropped by Lu Sihuai in the battle not far away.

This was given to her by Lu Sihuai as a bodyguard.

Cheng Yan held the dagger tightly, closed his eyes, and kissed Lu Sihuai lightly on the thin lips, then inserted the dagger into his chest without any hesitation.

"Lu Sihuai, I'm here to accompany you, I won't leave you alone."

If there is a next life, I will definitely love you well.

Gradually, Cheng Yan closed his eyes, his body fell towards Lu Sihuai's body, and his head rested on his chest.

All is at peace!

It hurts, it hurts...

Consciousness gradually changed from chaos to clarity.

Memories of the previous life flashed back and forth in her head again and again, as if playing a movie, until Lu Sihuai's death surfaced in her head, Cheng Yan felt as if her heart stopped suddenly and it was difficult to breathe.

"what--"

Cheng Yan opened his eyes immediately, and met a pair of cold and dark pupils.

In front of him was the handsome face that was so familiar that it was engraved deep in his soul.

It's just that a gloomy storm is sweeping over this face now, and the dark, bloodthirsty black pupils are as deep as the sea, enveloping a violent storm.

"Yui Bao, you hate me so much that you insist on leaving?"

The man reached out and grabbed her wrist and raised it above her head, so that she had no chance to resist.

Cheng Yan met those violent and cold eyes, but didn't react for a moment.

Isn't she dead?

Looking at Lu Sihuai's profound facial features, he was puzzled.

The clear pain from his wrist brought Cheng Yan back to his thoughts.

Lu Sihuai pinched Cheng Yan's chin, exerting force, "Are you still thinking about that wild man?"

His voice was extremely cruel, and he wished he could swallow people alive.

When Cheng Yan lost his mind just now, he keenly caught him, thinking that she was still thinking about that wild man Ma Jinsong.

All along, Cheng Yan hated his touch, and was unwilling to give him a look, avoiding him like the plague.

Today he was even more daring, trying to elope with Ma Jinsong, but he caught him back before running out of Shuiyunjian.

Looking at Lu Sihuai's profile with a pair of clear and bright eyes, his eyelashes trembled slightly.

Hearing the familiar words, Cheng Yan understood.

She is reborn!

Reborn five years ago...

In an instant, Cheng Yan's bright eyes were instantly clouded with mist, and he couldn't hold back the tears.

At this moment, Lu Sihuai's cold heart softened a little, but when he thought of Cheng Yan running away for Ma Jinsong, his mood became even more gloomy.

But his tone of voice softened a lot, "Yue Bao, I won't let you go, you can only stay by my side."

"Ah……"

The devil-like man let out a low magnetic laugh from his throat.

Before Cheng Yan could speak, a huge and deep black shadow came down, followed by his kiss.

Lu Sihuai felt the warm liquid, and the hand that was restraining Cheng Yan suddenly loosened.

Rubbing the corners of Cheng Yan's eyes lightly with his fingertips, Lu Sihuai's heart was gripped tightly when he looked at Cheng Yan's eyes filled with tears.

It seems that he really fell on Cheng Yan's body.

Lu Sihuai sighed softly, closed his eyes and calmed down for a while, and when he opened them again, the scarlet in his eyes had dissipated.

Get up and prepare to leave.

He hated Cheng Yan's tears the most.

"Do not--"

But now Cheng Yan couldn't see Lu Sihuai's lonely and desolate back.

She rushed towards Lu Sihuai, hugging Lu Sihuai's back tightly.

The scene of Lu Sihuai blocking bullets for her in order to save her came to mind, and his heart was instantly pulled.

It hurt so hard to breathe.

"Lu Sihuai, don't go, don't leave me!"

She was afraid, afraid that all this was a dream, and after waking up, Lu Sihuai would no longer be there.

Lu Sihuai's body stiffened suddenly, and he stood there motionless.

In the past, what Cheng Yan hated the most was that he touched her. Even if he said a word to him, Cheng Yan would feel disgusted.

Unexpectedly, today Cheng Yan would take the initiative to hug him and not let him leave.

This was something that Lu Sihuai could never have imagined in his dreams.

Gradually turning his stiff body, Lu Sihuai wanted to speak, but Cheng Yan raised his head and kissed Lu Sihuai's thin lips.

The anger that Lu Sihuai had just suppressed surged up again.

Unable to restrain himself anymore, he pulled Cheng Yan over and threw him on the soft quilt, covering his fiery body.

"Yui Bao, even if you want to kill me, I will have no regrets."

The fiery temperature was about to melt her icy body, Cheng Yan hugged the man in front of him tightly again and again.

Cheng Yan didn't have time to think about Lu Sihuai's words, and his head entered a state of chaos.

Both of them lost their minds, only Shen/Shen.

until exhausted...


next day
The warm yellow sunlight shone on the woman on the bed through the hollow carved tallow window, a faint sandalwood fragrance lingered at the tip of her nose, and the pain on her body forced the woman to open her eyes.

Looking at the familiar furnishings in the room, Cheng Yan gradually recalled what happened last night, and a blush immediately appeared on his face.

Lu Sihuai had already left, and Cheng Yan put his hand on the side by his side, it was already cold.

Lu Sihuai must have been away for a long time.

Cheng Yan felt a little lonely in his heart.

"Jingle Bell--"

The phone's ringtone attracted Cheng Yan's attention.

When Cheng Yan saw the name jumping on the phone screen, a stern look flashed in his eyes, "What's the matter?"

When the phone was connected, a cold voice entered the other party's ears.

Cheng Jiaojiao didn't react for a while, and was so frightened by this sentence that the phone almost fell to the ground.

But it quickly recovered.

"Yanyan, what's the matter with you? Mr. Lu didn't do anything to you yesterday, did he?"

(End of this chapter)