The beauty god is forced to love every day

Chapter 199 Commander, You Have Violated the Rules 21

Zhong Yuan picked the man up and pressed him down on the sink. His deep voice carried a hint of danger, "I shouldn't have let you out."

"I should have locked you up. I fancied you all night, and you still had the energy to go out today. I underestimated you, Yan Qing."

Yan Qing snorted lightly, and his little bit of rationality made him look back. When he saw that it was Zhong Yuan, he no longer had any concerns.

He hooked Zhong Yuan's chin and kissed him, urgently and fiercely.

Zhong Yuan was stunned by the kiss. When he came to his senses, he felt a chill in his chest. He reached out and pinched Yan Qing's chin, pushing her away a little.

Panting, eyes full of desire, "Don't go crazy, let's do it when we get back."

Yan Qing's misty eyes were full of confusion. She stared at Zhong Yuan without blinking, with an unnatural flush at the corners of her eyes.

The movements of his hands were clumsy and anxious, and his soft voice had a hint of crying, "I can't untie it."

When Zhong Yuan saw Yan Qing like this, he also realized something was wrong, so he moved closer and felt the temperature of Yan Qing's forehead and neck.

It was scalding hot, and it was obvious that... "I'll take you to the hospital."

"No, I want you." Yan Qing said word by word, her misty peach blossom eyes indescribably alluring, and pushed Zhong Yuan inside.

Zhong Yuan was pushed and sat on the toilet lid. He didn't react to what happened. He didn't expect that the sick cat was so strong.

..........

The scattered long hair seemed to be blown by the wind, passing through the palms of the hands and warming the heart.

"Um~ Zhong Yuan, why are you here tonight?" Yan Qing narrowed his eyes and asked in a hoarse voice.

Zhong Yuan snorted coldly, raised his head and bit his bright red lips lightly, "You are such a heartless little girl, now you remember to ask me, what if I hadn't come."

"What are you going to do?"

Yan Qing's slender fingers sank into Zhong Yuan's short hair, her black eyes slightly out of focus, "I brought a dagger."

Zhong Yuan paused for a moment, his face turned stern, and he couldn't help but feel cold all over.

Yan Qing looked down in confusion, and saw Zhong Yuan's face turned cold. He explained in a self-sufficient manner, "Nothing like that will happen, don't worry."

"Prick yourself twice and everything will come back to you."

Zhong Yuan felt distressed when he heard this, and hugged Yan Qing tightly, "I'm worried about you, doesn't it hurt to prick yourself?"

"I really don't know what to do with you."

"Then please take care of me more. I'm tired."

"You said it." Zhong Yuan fiercely grabbed Yan Qing's hand and pressed the back of her hand against the partition.

.........

in the car.

Zhong Yuan fed Yan Qing hot milk in small sips and stared helplessly at the person who closed his eyes to rest, "I can solve it with just one word."

"There's no need to stay up late at night waiting to catch this handle. Besides, you've been...your legs are weak, how are you going to deal with it?"

Yan Qing took a sip of milk, and the warm feeling dispelled some of the coldness. She opened her eyes slightly and spoke slowly.

"It's different. I'm in a semi-gray industry. If you get involved in it, you can't get rid of these people. If they commit smuggling crimes in your name."

"Then you can't even explain your suffering."

Zhong Yuan was about to say that he didn't care when he was interrupted by a knock on the car window.

"My Lord, we caught him." Jing Jie's voice came through the car window, muffled.

Yan Qing sat up straight and replied simply, "Got it."

Zhong Yuan took out Yan Qing's tie from his pocket and tied it on him, covering the broken buttons so that the temptation inside could not be seen.

"I really can't do anything to you. Just this once, remember what you promised me."

Yan Qing took a deep breath, opened the car door and walked out. He was wearing Zhong Yuan's cloak, but the cold wind was blowing.

It's really a bit cold.

He coughed uncontrollably and looked a little unhappy.

Zhong Yuan wanted to grab the person back without thinking, but just as he pushed open the car door, he was blocked by someone and a light kiss fell on his lips.

"You promised me, don't go back on your word." Yan Qing pushed the person back.

Zhong Yuan pursed his lips and behaved well for once, "You'd better hurry up, or I'll carry you home."

Yan Qing nodded, with the corners of her mouth slightly raised, "Okay."

Then he took Jingjie and went to the alley. There were many controlled people in the alley, including a thin boy with makeup on.

As soon as Vanness Wu saw the person coming in, he immediately begged for mercy, "Sir, I was blind and didn't recognize a great man. Please forgive me this time!"

"You can have whatever you want. All the goods in Haicheng are yours alone. I only ask that you, Mr. Qing, show some mercy."

Yan Qing looked down at the kneeling man, and when he was about to touch her trouser legs, she kicked him away.

"You are not the only one who has the final say in the Wu family. I gave you face before, but you look down on me, so I can only say goodbye to you."

Vanness Wu was kicked and a hint of hatred flashed in his eyes, but it quickly disappeared and his face was filled with a flattering smile.

"Yes, yes, yes, I was too shortsighted. Lord, since I am still somewhat useful, please allow me to atone for my sins!"

Yan Qing half-knelt down, his pretty eyes suppressing a cold expression, "It's too late now, whose man did you use the medicine on?"

Vanness Wu's face turned pale, his body began to tremble unconsciously, and he stammered for a long time without being able to utter a word.

Yan Qing narrowed his eyes slightly, and the coldness in his eyes became even stronger. "You won't tell me? Then I will cripple both of your hands."

The voice was icy cold and chilling.

Wu Jianhao widened his eyes in horror, swallowed his saliva, and quickly said, "Sir, I said, it's the right hand."

Yan Qing stood up and winked at Jing Jie. Jing Jie understood and handed the dagger in his hand over.

Vanness Wu shrank back in fear and tried to stand up and run, but the person behind him pinned him to the ground and pulled his right hand free.

Yan Qing took the dagger, turned it around in his hand, and stabbed it hard into the fat palm, and blood immediately flowed out.

Vanness Wu's screams of pain echoed throughout the alley, and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

"Remember, take a detour next time you see me, or I'll kill you." Yan Qing turned his wrist and the dagger made a circle in the flesh.

"This is just a small lesson. Don't appear in front of me again." Yan Qing said, and then pulled out the dagger.

He wiped the blood off the dagger with Wu Jianhao's clothes, slowly stood up, and ordered the people around him, "Beat the man half to death and leave him in front of the Wu family's door."

"If his brother had cared about family ties, he might have spared his life. If he met a tough guy, then he could just consider it bad luck."

"Yes." The subordinates took the order and began to carry it out.

The screams were endless. Yan Qing listened to the creepy screams without stopping and walked away.

In the car, Zhong Yuan was already getting a little impatient. Just as he was about to push open the door to look for someone, the door opened from the outside.

The person he had been thinking about all of a sudden threw himself into his arms, and feeling the coldness on her clothes, he hugged Yan Qing tighter.

"Why did you take so long? Are you cold?" Zhong Yuan said as he rubbed his cold hands and held the person close to his warm chest.