Run wild in the hearts of bigots

Chapter 259 Your whole being is mine
two hours ago.

Jiang Hang's thin lips parted slightly, and said, "It's time to leave."

"Now?"

"Yes! Now!" He casually threw a bottle of mineral water to her.

"How to go?"

He raised his finger, "Did you see that forest?"

Qin Nian looked astonished, "...you don't plan to hike through this woods, do you...why are you in a hurry to leave?"

The only thing she could think of was that the police had found the whereabouts of the two of them.

Under the bright moonlight, Jiang Hang's face was gentle and quiet, but with a bit of a cold chill, "Someone wants to kill you. And I just kindly give you a ride!"

The more Qin Nian listened, the more confused he became, "Speak clearly."

Jiang Hang took out an old-fashioned flip phone and a blood bag from his backpack.
"If you don't want to die, then play a play with me!"

The old-fashioned flip phone is an obsolete and outdated phone that I asked Oman to find and throw at home.

As for the blood bag, it is simply chicken blood.

He knows the old man too well.

He knew that the old man would definitely send someone to find their whereabouts.

In any case, even if he failed once, the old man would never spare Qin Nian's life.

So his plan is:

Instead of hiding, it is better to directly expose the whereabouts.

Instead of them doing it, it is better to let him do it directly.

Will count.

In the end, it seemed that the old man used his mother's life to threaten him to do it,
In fact, it happened exactly according to his original plan.

He just wants to do it himself in front of everyone's eyes.

Let the old man believe that Qin Nian really "died" in his hands.

In fact, the moment he held up the wooden barn to point at her heart, he seemed expressionless, but his nervous heart almost jumped into his throat.

He was also afraid that he would miss.

At the moment Qin Nian fell down, she acted so realistically that he couldn't tell whether she was acting or she had really been killed.

But in the eyes of everyone watching, he could only quietly bury his emotions in his heart.

……

"So, he saved you?!" Lu Yanxiao raised his eyebrows slightly, and coughed a few times, really unable to figure out the complex psychology of the villain boss Jiang Hang.

"Well, that's it!"

The moment the bullet hit her, she also panicked.

A very shocking force hit her heart fiercely,
The internal organs seemed to tremble violently,
The heartbeat seemed to miss a beat.

Breathing also stopped for a moment.

This was the first time she felt that she had brushed shoulders with death at close range.

Qin Nian pretended to be dead by the side of the icy mountain road and lay on the ground for nearly 10 minutes.

She was cold and trembling uncontrollably.

Lu Yanxiao took off his coat, and wrapped her cold body tightly, "Rest here first, and I will take you home after dawn."

The proprietress of the guest house has long been immersed in sleep,
Lu Yanxiao calmly led her upstairs to her room.

Xu Ding cleaned up the shards of glass that were all over the floor as quickly as possible, brought up the medicine box from the trunk of the car, and left the room quickly.

Qin Nian raised his hand and rubbed his heart, only feeling a little pain.

"It hurts? Let me see!" Lu Yanxiao's eyebrows twitched, and he had already taken off her coat with one hand, ready to help her take off the sweater.

She grabbed his wrist subconsciously, blocking his next move.

That pale little face felt a little hot, "I, I'm fine."

Seeing her shy look, the corners of his lips curled into a nasty arc, and he murmured deliberately:

"You are all mine, and it's not like I haven't seen it..."

Qin Nian: "..." She suddenly felt that she might as well continue to lie outside.

Lu Yanxiao didn't allow her to refuse, and the sweater was quickly taken off.

She froze, and his eyes fell on her heart.

I don't have any other extra thoughts, I really just worry about whether she is injured.

He breathed a sigh of relief,

"It's okay! Just a slight scratch."

He turned his eyes to the gauze wrapped around her shoulders again, his eyes revealed a bit of gloom, and his tone of voice provoked undisguised questions:
"Who changed your medicine for you these days?"

"Myself!"

Jiang Hang once offered to help her change her dressing, but she refused.

Thinking about it now, her rejection was definitely the most correct choice.

If Lu Yanxiao knew, she and Jiang Hang lived in the village pretending to be lovers.

The estimated consequences... are unimaginable.

But this Mr. Lu seemed to be dubious, "Huh?!"

"There is also a little sister who saved me."

As soon as he finished speaking, through layers of gauze, his eyes were dark, and he leaned over to kiss her wound, and a heavy sense of guilt fell in her ears.

"A Nian, I'm sorry." He was still deeply blaming himself for accidentally hurting her.

"It's not your fault!" If Jiang Hang hadn't used her to block bullets, how could she have been injured!
Layers of gauze were removed, revealing the delicate white collarbone, as well as the shocking scars after the bullet penetrated.

He looked at her with distressed eyes, and carefully stroked her scar with his fingertips, as if touching an extremely fragile fine product,
"Does it still hurt?"

She shook her head, "It's much better."

He was silent for a few seconds, his dark eyes drooped slightly, and his breathing was a little heavy, suppressing the evil fire rising in his body.

Her whole body occupied his increasingly fiery sight.

His so-called self-control is also declining little by little.

(End of this chapter)