Chapter 110: Let go

The strength of his fingers tightened little by little, and the cold pupils as black as the abyss reflected Tang Nuan'er's miserable white face.

Gently sneered: "Show me this kind of thing, what do you want me to do to her?" Well? ”

Ouyang Anran had known him for so long, and had never seen him show such an expression, a chill rose up her spine, she trembled her fingers to pull his hand, and said with difficulty: "Brother Shiyu, what's wrong with you......"

"Get her away from me, and I'll like you? What kind of thing are you? ”

The air was withdrawn little by little, the green tendons on Ouyang Anran's forehead were highlighted, fear occupied her heart, and she shook her head desperately against Wen Shiyu's cold and bloodthirsty eyes.

Bai Zheng came from outside, and accidentally bumped into this scene, he was startled and hurriedly rushed up: "What's wrong!" ”

Ouyang Anran's face gradually turned purple, but Wen Shiyu's hand strength was still increasing, and his gaze was calm and gloomy.

I really wanted to strangle her.

The admiration in Ouyang Anran's eyes completely turned into fear, tears continued to flow down, and he desperately scratched Bai Zheng: "Save ...... Help me......"

Bai Zheng's face was pale, clasped Wen Shiyu's arm, and said hurriedly: "Shiyu!" Let her go! You are crazy? ”

After all, they grew up together, and no matter how much he didn't like Ouyang Anran, he wouldn't want to kill her.

What did they just say together?

Wu Sen and other subordinates hurriedly rushed in when they heard the movement in the room, and when they saw this scene, they hurriedly stepped forward and said in a deep voice: "Bai Shao, let go of the young master." ”

"You should let your young master let go! Didn't you see that he was about to strangle Ouyang Anran to death? Bai Zheng roared.

Wu Sen didn't move: "We are only responsible for the safety of the young master, if you don't let go, don't blame us for being polite." ”

Whether the others die or not is none of their business.

Bai Zheng was so anxious that his face turned red, this group of extreme protectors' subordinates!

Seeing that Ouyang Anran's lips were blue and purple, and he had already begun to roll his eyes, Bai Zheng couldn't pull away from Wen Shiyu alone, and immediately shouted outside: "Come on!" ”

The little maids came when they heard the sound, and their faces turned pale with fright when they saw this scene, and they immediately screamed and retreated outside.

Bai Zheng anxiously shouted at Wen Shiyu: "Shiyu, you let go!" ”

Only the screams of fright could be heard all around, but Wen Shiyu's gaze was so cold that there was no trace of temperature, and his arms were steady.

At this time, Bai Zheng glanced at Song Yixi, who didn't know what was going on after catching a glimpse of the crowd, and immediately said, "Song Yixi!" Come and help me! ”

Song Yixi......

Wen Shiyu's gaze, which was still expressionless just now, flashed slightly, and he let go almost immediately, turning his head in embarrassment, blocking the scarlet violence in his eyes.

Ouyang Anran was thrown to the ground by him like a broken sack, curled up together, and he didn't even have the strength to cough.

Song Yixi came in from behind the little maids huddled together, and what she saw was Ouyang Anran lying on the ground, and Bai Zheng went to help her.

She was stunned.

What happened?

"All out." Wen Shiyu turned his back to everyone, his voice hoarse.

Wu Sen helped Bai Zheng to help Ouyang Anran, who was fainting to death, out, and the little maid quickly retreated.

The room was quiet.

Only Song Yixi did not leave.

She looked at Wen Shiyu, who was standing alone in front of the window.

The man's figure was deepened and lengthened by the gradually darkening sky, and Song Yixi looked at him, his heart seemed to be pinched, and he felt indescribably sullen and painful.

After a moment, she moved, involuntarily taking a step towards him.

"Get out!" Wen Shiyu said immediately.