Lucky Pregnancy & Sweet Marriage: Hubby, Please Turn Off the Lights!

Unconsciously, Hong Yuche's eyes were slightly lowered, "Then, you should sit down too."

As soon as his voice fell, the car made a sharp turn and turned into a small road.

He Yi was unstable, his body suddenly leaned forward, and the dagger in his hand was also sent inward subconsciously.

She was taken aback at once and hurriedly held on.

Retracting the dagger, she saw that on the man's neck, there was an oblique blood stain and a drop of blood rolling down his collarbone.

But he didn't blink, he just looked at the road ahead calmly and stepped on the accelerator to the extreme.

Under the flickering light and shadow, she could see his **** Adam's apple, the knife mark from the bottom up, adding a messy beauty.

The dagger was too sharp, so the hot blood reacted slowly and began to flow down the knife mark uninterruptedly.

He Yi wanted to reach out and hold his wound to prevent more blood flow.

Only then realized afterwards that one of his palms really held the embarrassing part of the man.

She was taken aback and noticed the unusually hot bulge in her palm.

After so many years as a man, I thought I was a man psychologically, because He Yi didn't have much feeling about the extra parts of men themselves.

She just withdrew her hand indifferently, her eyes touched the place where the man was already clearly contoured, and the feeling of embarrassment drifted past her heart.

Skillfully tore off a corner of her clothes, she bandaged Hong Yuche's wound.

"Don't move." He leaned back because he was driving, and she whispered in his ear.

The voice was still crisp and calm, and the breath that he exhaled had a hint of coolness, but when it reached Hong Yuche's ears, it stirred his somewhat sensitive nerves at the moment.

He felt his whole body tense a little tight, and his hands holding the steering wheel became harder.

"Be careful." Suddenly, He Yi was also holding the steering wheel. Hong Yuche only had one hand to control the steering wheel. It was inevitable that she was not flexible enough. Most of her body was leaning on him, and she was as calm as not knowing what shyness was.

Hong Yuche felt that half of his body seemed to be stiff.

Even the hand that was injured just now because of accidentally touched it no longer hurts.

After going wild like this for about half an hour, the car behind was finally thrown away...

"Go to Rong's house?" Hong Yuche suggested.

At this time, Rong's family is undoubtedly very safe.

During the half an hour that He Yi leaned on him, he confirmed some of his guesses...

"No. Duma is a lunatic and will cause trouble to the Rong family," He Yi replied, "Go to you."

"Where am I?" Hong Yuche laughed, "I am a foreigner. The house is rented, and it may not be safe."

He Yi couldn't help but glanced at him faintly. There was sarcasm in his eyes, but for some reason, Hong Yuche could see a little amorous feelings.

He shook his head slightly, trying to put aside the unrealistic fantasy.

He must be crazy.

He Yi in front of him is a pure boy, with a temperament expression, and all of them say that they are not far away.

Her tone was also full of sarcasm, "Sanshao Hong went to C City to open up, but he didn't arrange the nest in advance. Isn't this really the style of the Hong family?"

Hong Yuche was taken aback, and then his expression became colder.

"You know everything about me."

"Mutual each other," He Yi still dominated the steering wheel, leaning on him casually, as if he was not a man, but a wall, "San Young Master Hong is also pretending to be a pig and a tiger, pretending to be weak and docile in the eyes of outsiders. It looks like a relaxed vigilance and sympathy. Who knows, you hide so deep?"

The last words really have more meaning than they had before.