Rong Jing doesn't know martial arts.

But people are forced to be in a hurry, and there will always be an outbreak.

At this moment, the Qingjun man had already grabbed Su Yan's sleeve, ready to take the person into his arms, with a warning in his eyes: "Don't scream." ”

Afraid that Su Wei would not cooperate, Rong Jing also took out a free hand and attacked her cheek, ready to cover her lips.

Su Wei naturally wouldn't let him touch it.

tilted his head slightly, raised his hand again, and without hesitation, tore the part of the sleeve that was pinched, and regained his freedom.

As soon as he raised his legs, ready to kick the person away, Rong Jing's body, which was still threatening a moment ago, softened a little, his eyes glared in shock, and the corners of his lips overflowed with blood.

Su Yu was also stunned, and then met a pair of deep peach blossom eyes.

It's Rong Yin.

Rong Yin was still dressed in a black robe, with endless anger wrapped in his eyes, his thin lips were raised, but his smile did not reach the bottom of his eyes, but he was a little smiling.

The eyes are facing each other.

The woman's watery eyes not only failed to drive away the restlessness in his heart, but became thicker and thicker.

With a faint expression, looking at Rong Jing's stunned fall to the ground with a hideous face, Rong Yin took out a pure white handkerchief and pulled out the dagger that pierced Rong Jing's body.

"Ah......h

Blood flows.

Rong Jing couldn't help but let out a cry of pain again, feeling the loss of his original strength.

Before the guards could come in, they were driven back by Su Yu on the grounds that "this is a misunderstanding".

The dagger was stained with blood.

Rong Yin's brows twisted slightly, raised his hand in disgust, and wiped it clean with a handkerchief little by little.

Although he didn't say a word, his gloomy appearance was enough to explain one thing.

He was unhappy.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty......"

Su Yu had already seen Rong Yin eavesdropping.

But at this moment, he still pretended not to know and whispered, with a little fear in his eyes.

Rong Yin paused slightly to wipe the dagger, and then continued until it was wiped clean, and then closed the dagger again.

The man didn't answer, his rough palm hooked her waist directly, and half-hugged the person into his arms, with a bit of faint vinegar in his gloomy eyes.

It turned out that she also liked Rongjing.

As soon as he thought of this possibility, Rong Yin's heart began to go crazy uncontrollably.

From childhood to adulthood, both the father and the mother preferred Rongjing.

Never mind.

I don't want to.

The hand that originally held the dagger suddenly twisted a beaded hairpin, Rong Yin didn't have any extra explanation, so he directly inserted the hairpin into one of her black hair, admired it carefully, and then let go, and turned his head to look down at the embarrassed Rongjing.

The eyes are bloodthirsty and cold.

It's terrifying.

Unexpectedly, his younger brother was really powerful, sneaking into his dormitory, and trying to provoke his woman.

Rong Yin saw at a glance that Su Yan's sleeve was still tightly held in the palm of Rong Jing's hand, and with another sneer, she raised her leg and stepped on that hand fiercely.

Rong Jing, who had just been a little unconscious, was woken up again by pain and let out a miserable scream.

Rong Yin's gaze was still cold.

The foot was forced again, and then finally let go, and casually threw the blood-stained handkerchief onto Rong Jing.

The atmosphere condensed to an eerie degree.

Su Wei raised her hand, fiddled with the hairpin that Rong Yin gave her, and glanced at Rong Jing's embarrassed appearance by the way, and didn't want to look at it again.

Instead, he hooked Rong Yin's shoulders and was aggrieved: "Your Majesty~"

The raised tone and gorgeous red lips instantly took Rong Yin's mind elsewhere.