Chapter 175 is not his canary

It seemed that she had just fallen asleep, and it seemed that she had been asleep for a while, when she suddenly felt someone sitting next to her, and reached out and lifted her clothes.

Joe's only alertness had always been high, and as his mind reacted, he reached out and ripped off the blindfold.

The cabin was very dark, the visor was off, the lights were not turned on, and in the dimness, Li Yeting was sitting at the foot of her small bed, staring at her quietly.

Didn't he go on a private plane with the Joeys?

Joe only thought he hadn't woken up yet, and was having nightmares.

I pinched myself lightly, it hurt.

"My back hurts?" Li Yeting looked at Qiao Weiwei, spoke first, and asked her in a low voice.

His hand was on the back of her waist, and he should have seen her old wounds when he lifted her clothes just now.

"It's fine." Joe pushed his hand away and whispered back.

She reached out and was about to ring the bell to call the flight attendant over.

However, I rang the bell and waited for several minutes, but no flight attendant came.

"No one dared to come, without my permission." Li Yeting stared at her lightly and said.

Qiao Wei looked around, only to find that in the entire business class, except for her and Li Yeting, there was no one else.

Did he charter the cabin?

Qiao Wei couldn't help frowning and asked him in a low voice, "Do you think this is interesting?" ”

Li Yeting was silent, and rummaged a few times from the bag that Qiao only put aside.

The moment she found the plaster, her eyes fell on the ring box she had placed in the compartment together.

Li Yeting paused in the movement of his hand, and then, as if nothing had happened, he threw her bag aside again, opened the plaster, and wiped it a little on his fingertips.

With the other hand, he grabbed Joe's only waist and dragged her closer to him.

Li Yeting was sitting at the exit of Qiao's only small bed, she couldn't get out at all, when Li Yeting grabbed her, she subconsciously wanted to avoid his hand, but she couldn't escape at all.

In the past few days since returning to China, Qiao Wei has always felt depressed, although Li Yeting doesn't know her identity, she always has a sense of despair that can't escape from the palm of his hand.

Especially now, on the plane, he is still under his control.

"I don't need your help. Nor does it need your mercy. She pressed her backhand against the wound on her back, frowned and said in a deep voice.

His method has always been like this, give a slap and then a sweet date.

He thought that if he was kind to her, she would be able to immediately forget the shot he fired at Gu Lingfeng more than ten hours ago, and forget the video of him with Joey.

She was a living person, not a canary in his cage, not a pet he raised.

Li Yeting grabbed Qiao's only wrist that was blocking his wound, and with ease, pushed her hand above his head, leaned over slightly, and moved closer to her.

"I shot him as a warning, but it was only three times, and this is the second time." He replied lightly, his eyes fixed on the bruise marks on Joe's only back that had not completely disappeared.

He spoke in a calm tone, as if he were just saying what he had breakfast this morning.

If he came for real, Gu Lingfeng would have died, and Qiao Wei could only cry now to attend his funeral.

Qiao Wei took a deep breath, gritted his teeth and asked, "I am the one who signed the agreement with you, what qualifications do you have to hurt anyone other than me?" ”

"Did you really read the agreement?" Li Yeting couldn't help but chuckle.

Joe only wore a buckle underwear in order not to touch the slight trauma on his back, but wore a chest sticker, and the smoothness of his back was clear in front of his eyes.

His fingertips, running gently all the way up her back, stopped where the bruises were.