Play a coquettish in the palm of the boss

Chapter 770 We Have Another Baby (17)

"can!"

Before she finished speaking, Yan Sijue agreed gently.

This time, Ye Xingtong was stunned. He blinked and asked suspiciously, "You don't even know what I'm going to say, so why did you just agree?"

Yan Sijue chuckled softly, then bit her ear.

"Xingtong, this long-lost lingering, don't you let me be gentle?"

"..."

Sir, you are thinking too much!
Ye Xingtong burst into tears. She decided to end this topic with silence!

Yan Sijue suddenly tightened his arms, took a light breath, and then fell on her neck with a heavy one, and stroked it, causing a tingling sensation in an instant.

"Xingtong, let's go home!"

"Well...Xiao En is still waiting for us at home, let's go home and have dinner!"

"Okay, eat you!"

"..."

Ye Xingtong's expression changed in an instant, and he could only rush to tears.

Night, getting thicker.

While Yan Sijue was playing with Ye Xingtong, there was a sudden sound of footsteps in the shadow not far away.

At this time, the surroundings were silent.

At the same time as the footsteps sounded, Yan Sijue and Ye Xingtong turned around and looked over at the same time.

Interplay of light and shadow.

A slender figure was approaching step by step with an aggressive aura, and in a daze, the face of the person coming from the shining street lamp was instantly clear.

"Winglet?"

Ye Xingtong was startled, his eyes widened in vain, and he held his breath without warning.

It's not because I haven't seen Chu Youyi for a long time, but because of the killing intent spreading around him at this moment!
"Xingtong, be careful!"

In the ear, Yan Sijue's voice suddenly became tense.

In the next moment, he caught Ye Xingtong behind him unexpectedly, and took a step forward, looking aggressively at him with his dangerous evil eyes.

Almost at the same moment, Chu Youyi stopped and raised his right hand abruptly!

A black pistol, the muzzle of which was pointing directly at Yan Sijue's forehead.

"what!"

Ye Xingtong screamed violently, covered her mouth in disbelief, her eyes panicked without warning.

Tightly grabbing Yan Sijue's sleeves with both hands, her uneasiness was actually comforted by his calm and gentle gentleness.

"Xiaoyi, you finally came to kill me with your own hands!"

Yan Sijue gently closed his evil eyes, staring straight at Chu Youyi, who was cold and cold in front of him.

He didn't speak.

Standing still, his gaze was almost at the same position as the muzzle of the gun, tightly locked on Yan Sijue's body.

At that moment, he uncontrollably glanced at Ye Xingtong.

Only one glance.

"Yan Sijue, you know that sooner or later I will come to kill you!"

Chu Youyi frowned tightly, his amber pupils were swallowed by the flames of hatred, and his lips curled into a cold arc in vain.

Yan Sijue lowered his eyes, and seemed to laugh, disapprovingly, "Well, Xiao Yi, I know that the reason you never killed me with your own hands is because of Chu Yiyi. At this moment, you can abandon everything to kill me, it seems that you The hatred for me has deepened!"

"You know why I hate you!"

"Ok!"

"No explanation?"

"No need to explain, this is the truth, you should hate me!"

Yan Sijue closed his Xie eyes calmly, raised his jaw lightly, but set off an arc of smile on his thin lips.

At this time, Ye Xingtong's expression changed drastically, he held him tightly, shook his head in horror, "No... Yan Sijue, we can't go on like this!"

"fine!"

Yan Sijue smiled casually, but his arms forcibly controlled Ye Xingtong's movements.

(End of this chapter)