The reborn paranoid male protagonist is crazy again

Chapter 32 This Is How You Take Care of the Patriarch
Ye Luo's chest heaved violently, filled with anger, and she was on the verge of an explosion.She clenched her hands tightly and then loosened them, repeated several times before walking stiffly to his side.

Zhong Jinping: "Come a little more."

Ye Luo rubbed her back molars hard, and moved a little closer again with difficulty.

Zhong Jinping let out a low laugh, his voice was low and joyful, he ignored Ye Luo's fierce eyes that wished to cut him to pieces, leaned forward, and stretched out his hand to wrap around Ye Luo's waist who was close at hand.

Ye Luo resisted the urge to slap his head away, she stiffened her body and let him cling to him, hanging by her side, but her fingers on both sides clenched into fists involuntarily, and the veins on the back of her hands bulged.

"Luoluo, if only you were always so obedient."

Zhong Jinping hugged her tightly with nostalgia and satisfaction, her warm body, vigorous and powerful heartbeat in his chest, and the sweet breath that made him obsessed and intoxicated, it was so nice to be a living, crying, laughing and angry girl.

Ye Luo stared straight ahead with a stiff gaze, and did not see Zhong Jinping, who was bowing his head. In those red eyes that seemed to be made of blood, there was a twisted and dark vortex.

The corners of his mouth were raised, his tone was gentle and cheerful, as if he was smiling, but his eyes were twisted so that it was suffocating.

Neither of them spoke any further.

Zhong Jinping just hugged Ye Luo quietly like this, the hands imprisoned around her waist carried a scalding temperature, as if they wanted to set her on fire.

The man's cold and domineering aura was like an invisible shackle, entwined gently and forcefully, enveloping Ye Luo hotly.

Ye Luo couldn't stand this kind of atmosphere first, so that she would recall the bad memories that she had deliberately forgotten in her previous life, but were deeply engraved in her bones.

"Master Zhong, what do you like about me? Can't I change it?" Ye Luo's tone was deeply tired and helpless.

"I still like it when you call my name."

Zhong Jinping raised his hand to push away a strand of black hair on Ye Luo's cheek, the soft hair ran across his fingertips, he couldn't help rubbing it, and wrapped it around his fingertips.

"As for liking you..." Zhong Jinping raised his head and stared at Ye Luo's face.

His cheeks were a little thin, his face was a little pale, and his facial features were very beautiful, especially a pair of exceptionally colorful eyes, which were dark and bright, shining brightly. He used to stare at him with loving eyes.

Now, there is deep exhaustion and disgust hidden inside, as well as vague pain and despair, and the light in his eyes has dimmed a lot.

Such a look...

Suddenly, Zhong Jinping's heart felt as if it had been crushed, and his breath became short of breath, and a sour, bitter and painful taste rushed from his chest to his mouth.

".As for what I like about you, I think it's probably because I like you, not me." He was smiling, but his eyes were slowly filled with thorns, and the dark eyes were rolling down, gradually leading people into the abyss of suffocation, " Fall in love with me, Luo Luo, love me, okay?" The man who has always been high above and defiant could not help but beseeching, and his slender and beautiful fingers stroked Ye Luo's cheek little by little.

Careful, full of love and affection, as if touching some rare treasure that cherishes the life of the beyond.

"Don't hate me, you have to love me, otherwise, I don't know what else I will do..."

"Luoluo, you've been inquiring about Zhong Jin'an recently, I'm very angry, you have to be good, I don't want to touch you, but Zhong Jinan, Luoluo, you don't want anything to happen to him, do you?"

Zhong Jinping's left eye was still wrapped with a bandage, and the hair scattered in front of his forehead, which was a little rebellious on weekdays, was neatly combed behind his head. His extremely handsome pale face showed a trace of fragility and pleading. The indifference and dominance in Li are like two different people, this kind of strong contrast can easily arouse love and affection in people's hearts, wishing to kiss and smooth his frowning brows.

But Ye Luo not only remained calm, her face was more like covered with a layer of ice, and her eyes were cold and fierce, gouging out Zhong Jinping's face.She pushed Zhong Jinping away fiercely, wishing to push his head off his neck with all her strength.

"Zhong Jinping!! Are you cheap!! Do you want any woman, why won't you let me go!!"

Ye Luo's fingertips pierced her palm quickly, and the veins on her forehead jumped up one by one.

Zhong Jinping maintained the posture of being pushed away by Ye Luo, and the bones on his body that had begun to heal felt severe pain again, the wound seemed to pop open, and the snow-white gauze began to ooze blood.

He smiled slightly, as if he couldn't feel the pain, "Luo Luo, I only want you."

The killing intent on Ye Luo's body instantly permeated, she smashed open the vase on the table in an instant, and in the next second, holding a sharp piece of porcelain tightly in her hand, she rushed towards Zhong Jinping.

Zhong Jinping allowed her to approach without any resistance, and even lifted his chin slightly, revealing his slender and fragile neck defenselessly, with the blood vessels and pulse protruding clearly on it.

His intact right eye stared at Ye Luo intently and affectionately: "Luo Luo, as long as you can vent your anger, you can do whatever you want to me."

"Fuck! XXX!"

Ye Luo couldn't help swearing, and the fingers holding the tile began to tremble violently, out of anger.

She wished she could close and open her eyes, so she poked her heart hard.

That dog Zhong Jinping said that as long as she can vent her anger, it doesn't matter if she kills him.But Ye Luo knew that if she really stabbed him down, Zhong Jinping, a doggy man, would not let her slaughter him.

Taking another ten thousand steps back, if she really killed this dog man, the layers of guards and hidden guards outside would never allow herself to leave alive.More importantly, there is Zhong Jinan, who is still in the hands of this dog man.

Zhong Jinping did it on purpose!
Knowing that she would never kill him, she said that on purpose!

In her past and present lives, Ye Luo understood the virtue of this dog too well.

Ye Luo hated her so much that her expression became a little ferocious. The sharp end of the porcelain piece slid across the main artery in his neck a few times, almost poking it uncontrollably several times. Zhong Jinping remained motionless as steady as Mount Tai, his body still relaxed There was no tension at all of being threatened.

Not only that, but he also had a slight smile on his face, and looked at Ye Luo, who seemed to be killing him at any time, lovingly and tolerantly.

Those eyes were like those of a tolerant and generous parent looking at their wayward and disobedient child, helpless and spoiled.

Ye Luo's knuckles holding the tile turned white.

A faint smell of blood suddenly filled the air, and hot and humid liquid dripped onto Zhong Jinping's neck.

The smile on his face stagnated slightly, his eyes sank, he grabbed Ye Luo's wrist and forcibly broke it off.

Ye Luo deeply pinched the snow-white and sharp piece of porcelain in her palm, and bright liquid dripped from the gap. She seemed to be unaware of the pain, and her eyes were still as sharp as knives on Zhong Jinping's face.

Zhong Jinping's face was extremely ugly, he forcefully opened Ye Luo's palm, the palm was bloody and bloody, the wound pierced by her nails last time had not completely healed, and was covered by a new wound.

The man who was almost stabbed in the right eye and broke 16 bones without even frowning felt a violent throbbing pain in his heart.

"Ye Luo!" Zhong Jinping frowned tightly, his face was gloomy, and he shouted out Ye Luo's name in anger, "You can vent to me if you feel angry, why hurt yourself?"

He struggled to get off the bed to get the medical kit, but Ye Luo suddenly clenched her injured hand, and punched Zhong Jinping with such force that she was not affected by the slight injury at all.

"This is what you said!"

Ye Luo gritted her teeth, if she couldn't kill this bastard, she could take a few slaps!

While speaking, Ye Luo had already pounced on him, punching and kicking Zhong Jinping, the movement was so fast that only an afterimage could be seen.

Zhong Jinping dodged it: "Luoluo, treat your wound first, and then hit after treatment, be careful not to leave a scar."

"boom!"

There was the sound of something being overturned.

Compared with close combat, Zhong Jinping is obviously better.

After all, Ye Luo is better at lurking in the dark to reap the lives of enemies. In terms of force value, she is no match for Zhong Jinping at all.

Half an hour later, even though Ye Luo resisted fiercely, she was forced to be pushed onto a messy soft bed. Although she had suffered serious injuries before, Zhong Jinping was not affected at all, even if her left eye was wrapped in a bandage. affect his performance.

A flush rose on Zhong Jinping's face, panting slightly, his whole body covered Ye Luo's body, his strong and long legs locked her restless feet firmly, Ye Luo's hands had already been grabbed by him and pressed to the bed on the head.

"Luoluo, be good, be obedient, and deal with your wound first..."

Ye Luo's pupils trembled violently, and the muscles on her face twitched slightly due to anger. She hated Zhong Jinping talking to her in this tone the most.

In the three years of being imprisoned in the previous life, more than 1000 days and nights, Zhong Jinping's tone and voice seemed like a nightmare, making her desperate and suffocated, and on the verge of collapse countless times.

Those memories that she tried her best to forget rushed in like a tide, and Ye Luo struggled violently.

"Get out of here!"

Zhong Jinping, who was close to her almost intimately, breathed suddenly and then quickly and heavily. Dense beads of sweat oozed from his forehead and cheeks, and his red pupils boiled like two flames. The eyes looking at Ye Luo were so hot that they seemed to swallow her up.

Sensing the strangeness in his body, Ye Luo froze immediately.

"Luoluo..." Zhong Jinping's voice became extremely hoarse, and his hoarse panting became more and more heavy. He couldn't help lowering his head, rubbed his nose against Ye Luo's forehead, and his eyes became deeper and deeper.

During the fight just now, the buttons on his chest were undone, revealing the outline of the sexy chest, wet sweat slipped from his chin, shoulders and neck, the man's rapid snort sprayed on Ye Luo's face, hoarse and panting Looks extremely sexy.

Ye Luo felt like falling into an abyss, her hands and feet were stiff and cold.

"Zhong Jinping, let me go."

"Rolo..."

There was a strong redness at the end of Zhong Jinping's eyes, and the lust rolling inside was even more shocking. He pressed Ye Luo's hands with one hand, firmly imprisoned them on top of Ye Luo's head, and stroked Ye Luo uncontrollably. On Luo's cheek, the blood kept rolling and roaring, destroying his precarious sanity.

She is his!

He wished he could blend into his flesh and blood, the lover in his soul, lying harmlessly under him like this.

Even though she didn't mean it at the beginning, but her soft body, scorching temperature, and her sweet scent made him crazy... Zhong Jinping's self-control that he was so proud of began to lose ground.

He kissed it without hesitation, and gnawed down along his lips, chin, neck, and collarbone, like a hungry wolf that had been hungry for months, fierce and ruthless.

"Luoluo, you are mine."

Ye Luo's eyes widened, her pupils trembling violently, she took a deep breath, and her voice suddenly became extremely gentle.

"Jin Ping, it hurts so much from you grabbing me, can you let me go..."

The mellow and soft voice, the elongated tail trembled slightly, like the most beautiful love words.

Zhong Jinping paused, and couldn't help looking up at Ye Luo.

Ye Luo showed him a cute smile.

Zhong Jinping's eyes were in a trance for a moment, and he couldn't help but loosen Ye Luo's restraint.

Ye Luo seized the opportunity and without hesitation kicked him hard at the broken bones.

Zhong Jinping was caught off guard, kicked over by her, rolled to the ground, and groaned.

Ye Luo immediately turned over, without giving him a chance to react, she moved quickly and ruthlessly, she broke Zhong Jinping's 16 bones, so Ye Luo could not be more aware of each injured position.

Taking advantage of Zhong Jinping's recovery, Ye Luo kicked him hard at the wound, and at the same time punched his shoulder blade with a tricky and cruel angle. There were a few clicks, and then there was the sound of bones breaking .

However, within a few seconds, Zhong Jinping, who had reacted, grasped the wound Ye Luo had slammed into his left eye, his eyes darkened.

"Luoluo, say it again."

Ye Luo had a sullen face, gasping for breath, but just stared at him coldly after hearing this.

Zhong Jinping let go of her hand: "Say that sentence again."

Ye Luo's response was to punch her again and again.

Zhong Jinping slightly turned his neck away, and the two fought again.

And outside the door, the guard who heard the violent movement from inside looked at his nose, nose, nose, and heart, as if he was deaf and didn't hear anything.

When Mo Jue received the news, he almost exploded with anger.

Zhong Jinping's new injuries were not healed, and the old ones were added. The broken bones hadn't fully healed and recovered, and several more were broken, and one of his ribs almost pierced his heart.

No matter how advanced the medical technology of the empire is, it cannot support him to keep trying to die.

The meeting that was originally postponed until three days later will be postponed.

Mo Jue angrily went to Ye Luo to settle the score, "Is this how you take care of the Patriarch?"

Ye Luo's complexion was not much prettier than his, and her tone was even more aggressive, "You know I want to kill him, but you still let me take care of him, isn't it just looking for abuse?"

Mo Jue was so pissed off by her that he couldn't help but pull out the weapon on his waist and pointed it at Ye Luo's head. As long as he moved his finger, the cold metal gun would instantly take Ye Luo's life away.

Ye Luo's eyes didn't change for a moment, she met his gaze without fear.

Mo Jue gritted his teeth, and the leader of the secret guard team, who had always been emotionally hidden, couldn't control himself in front of Ye Luo.

"I don't know good from bad, so do it yourself!"

He retracted his weapon, took a look at Ye Luo and turned to leave.

(End of this chapter)