Run wild in the hearts of bigots

Chapter 3 Want to have a relationship with my brother?

Qin Nian stopped in his tracks, and his heart froze in vain.

The man took off his hospital gown, revealing his strong collarbone, and the tight vest inside outlined his tight and sturdy figure.

The sound of footsteps approaching her seemed to be treading on her heart, with a rhythmic pedaling sound.

He put the hospital gown on her body and closed it again.

Even if it's just a layer of cloth, it seems that there is still a man's body temperature.

Her thin and cold body seemed to be surrounded by clusters of flames.

But her cold face still showed no emotion.

The man frowned slightly, a little dissatisfied with her inaction.

There was a bit of complaint in his tone of voice: "I helped you, shouldn't you say 'thank you'?"

"Thanks!" Her firm eyes finally had a slight fluctuation that was imperceptible.

"I accept your thanks, but what other than thanks?"

Qin Nian: "..."

With an unintelligible smile on the corner of his mouth, he suddenly leaned over to her ear, his nice voice seemed to be a bit bewitching: "Little beauty, do you want to fall in love with my brother?"

"I don't want to!" She refused without any hesitation.

He didn't get angry or angry, just clasped her wrist tightly: "Really don't think about it?"

It seems to have a business-like tone, but also with a bit of coquettish temptation,

But Qin Nian saw some kind of terrifying obsession in his dark eyes.

Sure enough... a lunatic!
She thought she could break free easily.

But he looks sick, but his strength is unexpectedly large.

She could only use her skill to break free from the shackles of his big palm.

"Master, just now there was a madman upstairs who got out of control and hurt someone, didn't you..."

A tall, tall man in a suit rushed in.

Qin Nian, who was called a lunatic, raised his eyes with a cold and dangerous look.

The other party couldn't help shivering in his heart, forcibly pinched the second half of the sentence in his throat, and raised his hand to activate the defense and attack mode.

Lu Yanxiao was probably impatient, and the violent coughing took the lead.

The other party hurried forward, but was pushed away by Lu Yanxiao.

He suppressed his cough and said weakly, "Let her go!"

Qin Nian glanced back at the pale-faced man, but said nothing.

The thin and neat back quickly disappeared from his sight.

……

"Master, are you alright? Why did that lunatic come to you?" Xu Ding, the bodyguard and assistant beside him, hurriedly draped his coat over the always frail Young Master Lu.

Lu Yanxiao did not answer.

He stared at his sharp-boned palm, curled his palm into a fist, as if to tightly wrap the residual warmth left on the little beauty's wrist, before saying, "It hurts a bit!"

"What, what?" Xu Ding thought he had heard it wrong.

"It hurts!" Lu Yanxiao repeated again.

"Where did the lunatic hurt you?" Xu Ding looked at him with a stunned look, and then rang the call for help on the wall.

Lu Yanxiao, who has never felt pain, actually noticed the pain?

Could it be back to normal?

"I'm here, it hurts!"

He clutched the position of his heart and breathed slightly.

He thought that there was nothing in this world that could affect his emotions,
He thought he would never be able to feel the so-called pain,

But he met her,

I met a woman who was still stubbornly resisting with scars,

The strange and indescribable distress was disturbing his peaceful mind.

The doctors and nurses hurried over, gathered around Lu Yanxiao's bed, and went through a series of examinations.

It turns out:

There is nothing wrong with his heart.

He still felt no pain.

(End of this chapter)