Chu Shao's sweet wife is beautiful and wild

Chapter 301 Although Not Satisfactory
Yan Yiren held the handle of the knife with one hand, panting slightly, her beautiful face was stained with the breath of death.

Like a movie in slow motion, she turned her head slowly, her gaze was like a torch, "Yan Shudan, do you want to try it too?"

Yan Shudan was terrified, and stepped back step by step, staggering in disorder.

thump--

She fell backwards and didn't get up for a long time.

Yan Yiren withdrew his gaze, looked at Ling Yunhuan coldly, and with a little force, pulled out the Swiss Army Knife that was pinned on the table with Ling Yunhuan's palm.

"Steward Fang, handkerchief." She stretched out her hand expressionlessly, and Fang Hong quickly put a clean, neatly folded handkerchief onto her hand.

Carefully wipe off the blood stains on the knife.

Yan Yiren returned the knife to Fang Hong, "Is that enough?"

Fang Hong nodded, and Yan Yiren walked out quickly.

He doesn't care about the mess he caused behind him.

The crowd spontaneously made way for her, and Yan Yiren left the restaurant without looking sideways, with the hostility on his face not fading.

Out of the door, out of the group of bodyguards surrounded by layers, she saw Chu Huaijin and Pei Hongqin.

The former has gentle eyes, as if he has been waiting for a long time.

The latter had a playful look on his face, and his eyes seemed to fall on her hands.

Yan Yiren lowered her head and raised her hand to see that it was stained with blood at some point.

It wasn't hers, it was Ling Yunhuan's blood.

"Baozi, come here." Young Master Chu exhaled a smoke ring, threw the cigar, and opened his arms towards her.

Yan Yiren's nose was sour, and she felt aggrieved for no reason. She has not recovered from what happened just now.

He was stubborn and stood there without moving, his shoulders were no longer supported just now, and they collapsed.

Pei Sanshao patted Chu Huaijin on the shoulder, "I'll go in and see the situation."

After all, he winked for a while before bypassing Yan Yiren and entering the coffee shop.

There was no one left, Yan Yiren's eyes were wet, but she was still holding back...

With a sigh, Chu Huaijin stepped forward, hugged her into his arms, said nothing, and stroked her hair with dry and warm palms.

With the warm embrace and silent comfort, Yan Yiren broke out.

Using both hands and feet, grabbing, twisting, kicking, kicking, and even using the mouth, where he can bite, he immediately bites without hesitation.

"Bastard! You are a big bastard! You are a cruel guy, I have never seen such a cruel guy like you..."

Young Master Chu let her vent his temper, his handsome face was slightly distorted by the martial arts she performed, "Well, I'm a bastard, I'm cruel..."

After a while, young master Chu's temples were throbbing with blue veins, "Baozi, Yan Baozi, stop kicking! Let go, don't bite!"

"Just to kick you, just to bite you! Let you push me, let you push me... Bad guy!"

Chu Huaijin slapped her ****, bent over, carried her on his shoulders, and took her away.

Yan Yiren lay on his shoulders, struggling violently with all four limbs, screaming.

At the end of the call, she was exhausted, so she obediently lay on his shoulders and was pushed into the car by him.

Leaning on the back of the chair listlessly, Yan Yiren closed her eyes, unable to calm down for a long time.

Chu Huaijin received a picture on his mobile phone, from Fang Hong, a close-up of Ling Yunhuan's bleeding hand, with a sentence attached: Young Madam completed the task.

Judging from the wound, the knife was a stab wound.

There is a difference of one hundred and eight thousand miles between stabbing and chopping.

Young Master Chu's dark eyes looked at the exhausted Yan Yiren, and his thin lips curled slightly, "Although it is not satisfactory, you have completed the task."

(End of this chapter)