The scene of the wooden house of more than ten square meters is clear, the man's hand is worn by fine sand, the specks of blood are particularly obvious on the ground, and the length of a finger can touch the man's hand to the axe.

An Xiaohui on his body stopped it with all his might, his mouth bit the shoulder of the other end, and the bright blood ran down the corner of his lip to the ground.

Hearing the movement, the two looked out the door in a daze.

An Xiaohui was overjoyed and spit out the bitten meat in one bite. "You're my brother."

If he doesn't come, he'll die here.

Jing Beichen planned to save this guy, but An Xiaohui really made him reluctant to save him.

walked in with a cold face and long legs, and the first thing he did was not to untie An Xiaohui's rope, but to go to the corner and pick up the axe that the man was desperately trying to take.

He squatted on the ground, his axe dangling in front of the man who was pressed under An Xiaohui. "Want this?"

The man's face turned from white to white, and his pupils widened and stared at Jing Beichen, he was the one who controlled his life at this time, and he opened his mouth in horror as if he was looking at a demon. "Who are you......"

Jing Beichen snorted coldly, and the axe played flexibly on his fingers, as if it was spinning in circles, and it would fall at any time.

"You're not qualified to ask this question, who let you be here, give you ten seconds to consider whether to say it or not." He didn't have any thoughts of pity for him.

He definitely doesn't have the genes of a good guy.

With thin lips open, a flat tone is careless. "Ten."

"Nine."

"Eight."

……

The man always stared at him, he had investigated these people before he came, and each of them was a person who could not be provoked, especially Jing Beichen, although he was now the CEO of the group, but before the establishment of the company, he was the top figure in the underworld.

Although he couldn't guess who the other party was, the fear in his bones couldn't be hidden.

"Three."

"Two."

"One."

"I said." At the same time, the man suddenly screamed.

However, it was not the time of forgiveness that greeted him, but the swift fall of a sharp axe, landing on his thumb with unmistaken accuracy.

"Ahh

The man's head jerked upward, his eyes were bloodshot, and the pain seeped into every cell and skin.

Ke Junqiao heard this voice outside, goosebumps subconsciously expanded rapidly, compared to the first two sounds, this sound made her whole person feel bad, quickly ran to the wooden house, and looked at the small space full of blood in surprise.

The corners of the lips are slightly pale.

She saw the man who appeared with her on the marriage certificate with a sneer on his lips and the axe in his hand stained with blood. At this time, he is best described as cold-blooded.

She didn't know what was going on inside, but it was too bloody.

"Jing Beichen ......"

The man turned his head, his expressionless face slowly unfolding a warm smile, and his tall body stood up, throwing the axe aside and walking towards her.

She knew that she had experienced bloodier and more disgusting scenes in the position of a man, and he was used to these methods.

But for her, it was the first time.

She stared at the man blankly, her rosy lips didn't know when they began to turn white, and she thought of his conversation with Ye Haoyu in her mind.

If this man is cold-blooded to himself, isn't it even more terrifying.

The man came over and grabbed her head and pressed it against him. On the hard chest, the whispered words had a soothing tone. "Why did you come here, didn't I tell you to wait up there?"

"I ...... I hear voices. ”

"Don't be afraid, it's fine." He felt the coldness on the woman's body, and his arm unconsciously strained, and reassured, "It's okay." ”

Something seemed to pass through my mind.

It's bloodier and more brutal than this picture.

Her breathing continued to increase, and a lot of blood was left at her feet, crawling towards her as if she had vitality.

"Don't touch me, don't touch me." Ke Junqiao struggled to break free from the man's embrace, and seemed to retreat as if he had seen a ghost.

Jing Beichen's brows tightened, "What's wrong." ”

How could the sudden reaction be so big.

"Let go of me, don't touch me, go away, go away."

Ke Junqiao shook off the man's hand vigorously, her mind seemed to be occupied by a certain image, a bright red blood, the blood stuck to her feet, and then slowly crawled onto her body.

Fear like never before.

Suddenly, his eyes went black, and his body fell limply on top of the man.

……

When Ke Junqiao woke up, it was already three days later, lying in the soft quilt, and the warm sunlight shone through the window on the quilt.

Xiao Fang was about to wipe her body with the cloth, turned her head, and saw Ke Junqiao's eyes open.

"Miss, you're finally awake."

Ke Junqiao sat up, and slept very uncomfortably. She shook her head, making her sore neck feel better. "Jing Beichen, isn't it at my grandfather's villa?"

"Came back this morning, it's your third day in a coma."

Three days?

How could it be, she always remembered that she was dreaming, and the story in the dream was very real. As for what she dreamed about, she had almost forgotten it now.

"I'll call Sir, Miss, you wait a minute." After speaking, Xiao Fang happily put down the towel and quickly ran to the study to call Jing Beichen.

When Jing Beichen rushed over, Ke Junqiao was taking a shower in the bathroom, and the man heard the sound of water in the bathroom, and opened the bathroom door without thinking.

Ke Junqiao looked confused, put her hand on her chest, and stared at the man in a daze. "Why didn't you hear me take a shower?"

Jing Beichen didn't think anything when he rushed over, he was so happy to hear the news that she woke up, he didn't expect the woman to be taking a bath for a while, fortunately, he was the only one who came in, if Xifeng followed, he would have to gouge out Xifeng's eyes.

The corners of his lips raised a smile that he hadn't seen for three days, and he was much more relaxed.

"It's okay, I'll wash it for you." He didn't give the woman any chance to resist, walked in and picked a towel and poked her body.

It's not the first time that I've taken a bath, and Ke Junqiao didn't look so awkward, lying in the bathtub and letting the man poke her back.

"Jing Beichen, how could I have slept for three days."

Three days! That's too long.

"Ask the doctor to show you and say you're frightened." Jing Beichen's movements paused, remembering the scene when she saw him chopping his fingers that day, he felt empty in his heart, as if he had left a very bad impression on this woman.

Ke Junqiao pouted, she didn't know what was going on that day, she was fine, and she could understand Jing Beichen's cruelty.

But I don't know what picture I thought of for a while, and my head hurts.

She thought about it now, but she couldn't.

stared blankly at the man's side face, and his little face full of doubts was facing the man. "So I really slept for three days?"

Jing Beichen held the woman's delicate and small face, and he was never more cautious. "I'm not going to do what I did that day, huh?"

"Hey, suddenly so gentle, I'm a little unaccustomed." Ke Junqiao held his hand, looked at the man in front of her carefully, and smiled slightly: "I don't mind if you give that kind of guy with bad intentions a little hardship." ”

She knows what this guy is up to.

Cutting off the thumb is the lightest punishment for that kind of guy, and if it is touched by his grandfather, he will be thrown into the mountains and fed to the wolves.

"Well, I'll pay attention to it later." Never to be touched by her again.

Ke Junqiao fainted that day, and he wanted to give himself a few slaps.

It has been three days since she fainted, and she is sitting at the dining table at this time, and Xiao Fang has already prepared all kinds of things waiting for her.

She was originally raised with a little small belly, but now she can be described as concave, with her chest attached to the back.

She didn't care about how to write the word image for a whole table of deliciousness, so she picked it up and stuffed it into her mouth.

"Slow down." Jing Beichen told her while serving porridge.

Ke Junqiao devoured it, took his porridge and drank half a bowl in a big gulp.

After feeling the pain after three days of starvation, she felt that the white porridge was fragrant.

"By the way, what did the Qin family say?"

The scheduled date is not going to happen, and the media will definitely make a big fuss about it.

Jing Beichen had a smile in his cold eyes, and helped her hold the dishes and said lightly: "Don't care about them, if such a big group doesn't even have the ability to deal with this little thing, it will just go out of business." ”

Well, that makes sense.

Ke Junqiao lowered her head to pick up the rice, and suddenly there was an exclamation outside the door, shouting the man's name at the top of her voice.

"Jing Beichen, I'm not at home."

When the sound fell, Xiao Yijun walked in wearing a beige windbreaker jacket. As soon as he stepped in, his steps were fixed at the gate, and his eyes were staring at Ke Junqiao.

"Yo yo yo, wake up."

"yes, up."

"You've slept long enough this night, seventy-two hours, enough for a week's sleep." Xiao Yijun looked disgusted that Ke Junqiao slept for three days, this kind of thing can only be done by pigs.

"Dr. Xie Xiao cares, I won't be able to sleep tonight and will go to you." Ke Junqiao's cheeks floated with two dimples, and her eyes blinked and smiled sweetly at him.

This kind of thing sounds weird and oozing.

Xiao Yijun had goosebumps all over his body, and he always felt that there was a yin wind blowing behind him, and he would definitely not sleep well tonight.

"I won't talk to you anymore, I'm looking for your man." He sat on the other side of the table around Ke Junqiao, not feeling an outsider at all. "Xiao Fang, help me get the chopsticks."

"Good Ratcha."

……

After eating, Jing Beichen and Xiao Yijun went directly to the study, Ke Junqiao sat in the hall playing with her mobile phone, glanced at the tightly closed study door from time to time, put on her home shoes, and walked up softly.

In the study, Jing Beichen sat at the desk, his fingers pulling the computer screen and looking at the hottest news in the past few days.

"Who did you say would shoot these, the reporters here have already been driven away, how can they shoot so well so coincidentally." Xiao Yijun was very puzzled, he went downstairs with a hot head that day and blocked Ke Susu's car, who could be so accurate and just shoot this scene, and the angle was captured.

Jing Beichen's hand slammed on the desk rhythmically, staring at the photos on the screen, and his tone was flat, "Either this person is stalking you, or he is stalking Ke Susu, guess who it will be." ”

"Stalking ......" Xiao Yijun pouted these two words, exploring everyone around him in his mind.