The heroine of fast wear, she's a little sick

Chapter 291 I'm the Sihua in Prison (55)

Saori tilted her head, brushed off the non-existent dust on her fingertips, and her eyes were bent into beautiful crescent arcs.

I thought in a good mood, if Edmas was there, he would enjoy seeing this scene very much.

After a short period of shock, Situ Yahan suddenly calmed down, looked at the bloody corpse on the ground that had become a foregone conclusion, his dark purple eyes were filled with ice coldness, he was clinging to the silver pistol, and his pale and cold fingertips were getting tighter and tighter.

When the prison guards saw Situ Yahan coming, they also began to gain confidence, and they no longer looked like they were cowering before.

The prison guard who was leading just now stepped forward, and said in a dignified manner, "Nanmu Saori, even if you are a nobleman in the world, if you kill someone and pay for your life, the World Court will never let you go!"

The smile on Saori's lips deepened when she heard this, her wrist clinging to the gun moved, and she quickly loaded it.

"You, you, you..." The prison guard, who was still very good just now, shrank instantly. After all, the bloody and brutal scene just now was still vivid in his memory.

In an instant, he hid behind Situ Yahan and asked for protection, "Director, please show her quickly."

The corners of Situ Yahan's mouth twitched imperceptibly, and he looked back at him coldly, then took a few steps forward, and the shadows cast by him gradually hit Shazhi.

Saori held a gun in her hand, tilted her head, and her slender figure looked very fragile and helpless among a group of prison guards.

Clotte's body is still beside her. Just looking at her current appearance, who would have thought that she did such a bloody and violent thing just now?

"Why," Saori turned her head slightly to the left, with a gentle smile on her lips, "is the prison chief going to send me to the World Court?"

Situ Yahan pursed his pale lips, and stepped closer and closer to her.

Saori raised her eyebrows lightly, and then watched him stop in front of her, waiting for his next move, but he suddenly turned around, his dark purple eyes flashed across the crowd, The light turned into a cold sword is sharp and cold.

Saori looked at the back who seemed to be honest and defenseless to her in front of her, and was slightly stunned for a moment, then quickly narrowed her eyes happily.

"The warden?!" Everyone was puzzled, what's going on, why did he go to the station with Nanmu Saori?
Situ Yahan's fingertips were resting on the silver-white pistol at his waist, his handsome but icy face, and his pair of deep purple eyes seemed to be constantly bubbling with ice scum.

"The vice-chairman of the United Nations Committee, Clotte Biele, colluded with foreign parties, and because of his heinous crimes, he has committed suicide in fear of crime."

The silver-white pistol was playing with the fingertips, and the hand seemed to caress the muzzle of the gun, his expression was cold, but it implied a threat.

"What?!" Everyone suspected that they had heard wrong, and looked at him in disbelief.

Situ Yahan, the prison warden who was always just and insensitive, even cruel and ruthless, suddenly became unjust one day.

"Do you need me to repeat it again?" Situ Yahan's eyes became more and more dangerous, even if he was unwilling, he still had to swallow it.

"Yes."

Everyone decided to be blind once they opened their eyes.

But maybe even they didn't expect that what Situ Yahan said casually was actually the truth.

It's just that Clotte has a bigger conspiracy.But now, after all, there is nothing left.

The corpse must not be kept. If it is said to be suicide, the autopsy will reveal that it was abused by outsiders.

Just throw him outside to feed the sharks, which not only protects the environment, but also destroys the corpse.

Situ Yahan was an accomplice of Nanmu Shazhi, and he did it very happily.

Saori squinted her eyes, then raised her lips slightly, and looked at the busy people in front of her, as well as Situ Yahan, who was in charge for a while, as if no one had the time to take care of her for the time being.

Lifting the fingertips slightly, the left hand and the right hand formed a frame, half-closed his eyes, and completely accommodated Situ Yahan.

The smile on the lips is soft and intoxicating, "Wait for me to come back~"

Then, she gradually turned around and left without a sound.

Situ Yahan obviously noticed it, his cold deep purple eyes were quietly staring at the direction she left just now.

……

Saori found Irfan's room again without encountering many obstacles along the way.

He walked towards him with his eyes closed on the bed. This poison is really overbearing. Without an antidote, even Edmas is helpless.

However, Irfan resisted forcefully until now, and his lips had changed from the original light color, with hardly any blood color, to a blackened deep purple.

Saori raised her eyebrows lightly, and she suddenly realized that what she was holding seemed to be a female supporting script.

In this case, asking him to swallow the antidote by himself is nothing short of wishful thinking.

Shazhi helped him up, let him lean on the backrest behind him, poured out the pill, held it in his mouth, and brought it to his lips, paused for a moment, then slowly covered it, giving him the pill. The antidote passed.

The temperature on the lips is slightly cooler, but the difference is not too great, and it will not give people a great sense of stimulation, but it is not without feeling.

He shouldn't be choked to death, right?
Saori was halfway through the crossing, looking at the magnified face in front of her that was exquisite and perfect like a little prince made in a comic book.

His skin is very delicate, even at such a close distance, there is not a trace of pores.

The slightly darkened face gradually faded, and she couldn't see the color of her lips, but she guessed that it must be much better.

I have to say that the secret technique of Pesita's family looks really good.

It's not in vain. She would rather die than save him.

The corners of Saori's lips gradually raised, and her body moved accordingly.

Even though he was still in a coma, but I don't know if it was an instinctive reaction, Irfan subconsciously followed her movements and cooperated with all his strength.

Saori was startled, and then looked at his reaction.Just for a moment, she almost wondered if he had woken up.

But it was obvious that he was worrying too much, his eyes were still closed, but now there were faint signs of opening them.

Saori stepped back slowly, away from his lips, watched him recover gradually, and nodded with satisfaction.

Irfan didn't seem happy, and subconsciously frowned while unconscious.

Saori inadvertently glanced at somewhere below, "..."

She doesn't want to be dirty, there's no way.

Today is another day to understand girls in seconds.

After doing this kind of thing once, can't you stop?

Saori helplessly supported his forehead, then patted his little face, "Dad is leaving, bear with it~"

Then he turned around and walked away from here.

It's just that after she left, those green eyes slowly opened, and the sparkling light flickered in them, making people enchanted by their beauty and enchantment.

Beautiful, yet complex.

　One more.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)