Play a coquettish in the palm of the boss

Chapter 392 Yan Sijue, I Love You (40)

"Xingtong, get out of the way!"

At this time, Leng Mingyu suddenly came to his senses, and put his hands on Ye Xingtong's shoulders, trying to push her away from him.

Ye Xingtong stubbornly stiffened his body, his eyes fixed on Yan Sijue all the time.

Tears were misty, reflecting a broken light.

"Yan Sijue, don't be impulsive, okay? As I said, Ming Yu has never existed between us. Why do you have to disbelieve me? You shouldn't mind it like this, let alone want to kill him. Him, this won't solve the problem!"

"You want to save him?"

Hearing this, Yan Sijue suddenly took a deep breath, pursed his thin lips tightly, and his gaze was icy cold.

From his point of view, Ye Xingtong's actions are undoubtedly affirming the anxiety in his heart. She wants to protect Leng Mingyu, she cares about him at all, and still loves him at all.

Anger, out of control.

"Yan Sijue, it's not that I want to save him, it's that you can't kill him!"

Ye Xingtong cried a little panicked, tears had already blurred her vision, she clenched her fists tightly, but couldn't restrain her body trembling.

Behind her, she tried her best to block Leng Mingyu.

"Xingtong, don't beg him!"

Leng Mingyu opened his cold eyes wide, and after a moment's absence, he suddenly raised the corners of his lips and smiled, stretched out his hand, and wrapped Ye Xingtong into his arms.

Ye Xingtong froze for a moment, then turned around stiffly, "What are you doing?"

"Xingtong, I won't let you stay by Yan Sijue's side anymore, I want to take you away, now, I will take you away!"

"Leng Mingyu, you are not qualified!"

In a word, Yan Sijue, who was already under his anger, was angered.

The silver pistol was raised abruptly, and the slender fingers grabbed the trigger. With a small move, the danger in the air was detonated!

"No!"

Ye Xingtong's eyes widened in astonishment, and he quickly pushed Leng Mingyu away from behind, while he shielded himself in front of him, shaking his head desperately.

"Yan Sijue, don't do this, don't shoot and kill people!"

"Ye Xingtong, I warn you, get out of the way!"

Yan Sijue squinted his evil eyes in vain, and took a step closer, with an even more aggressive aura.

Looking at each other, there was a kind of fall.

Ye Xingtong shook his head desperately, shedding tears desperately, his voice choked and silent, "Yan Sijue... I beg you, don't kill people... The problem between me and you can be resolved, it doesn't matter about Mingyu. You let it go." He, I'll go back with you, okay, I beg you..."

"You beg me?"

Hearing this, Yan Sijue sneered suddenly as if out of control.

The coldness in his eyes was no less than the sinister danger of the gun barrel in his hand.

Leng Mingyu suddenly tensed his back, took a step forward, held Ye Xingtong with both hands, looked at Yan Sijue, and said coldly: "Yan Sijue, why do you use such an extreme method? Xingtong won't Stay by your side, I will take her away, sure, you can't stop it!"

"Oh?"

Yan Sijue raised his eyebrows, the muzzle of the gun in his hand was slowly facing his chest, "Do you want to try?"

"Yan Sijue, even if you kill me, you won't get what you want! What doesn't belong to you never belonged to you, don't you know this too? Otherwise, why are you so angry, why do you want to kill me?"

Leng Mingyu casually laughed, and inadvertently embraced Ye Xingtong's stiff and trembling body with both hands.

This posture looks like cuddling each other.

"Yan Sijue, actually I sympathize with you, because you are ridiculous!"

(End of this chapter)