Go kill Yin Qige? How is this possible!

That demon...... How could you die so easily...

Qi Han comforted Wen Yang, "Wen Yang, think about us in the future, are you willing to live under the threat of Yin Qige for the rest of your life?" With him, we can't be together smoothly at all, by the way, and your family, do you think if you don't go back with him, Yin Qige will let them go so easily? Maybe one day you completely anger him, he may kill your family in a fit of rage, he will do anything. ”

Wen Yang's face turned pale, "No... No, Mr. Luo promised me that I would save my family, and maybe soon he would..."

"My cousin only values the interests of the family, and he was brainwashed five or six years ago, he doesn't have much concept of family affection in his heart, I am just an ordinary person with a weak blood relationship with him in his eyes, and he will not cause friction between the Luo family and the EY Group for me."

"But, but he... He promised. ”

"That's because he doesn't know how obsessed Yin Qige is with you, do you think Yin Qige will compromise with me with the power of the Luo family?"

Qi Han's call crushed the last glimmer of hope in Wen Yang's heart.

Wen Yang lowered his head, his hands were tightly rubbed together, and he looked at the ground at a loss, Qi Han held Wen Yang's slightly trembling hands, and said softly, "Even if it's for my good?" Do you think Yin Qige will let me go? ”

"But...," Wen Yang's voice was almost buried in a tangled gasp, "It's not that easy to kill him." ”

Qi Han was overjoyed, Wen Yang obviously agreed when he said this.

"We're going to think about this in the long run...."

Qi Han stayed in Wen Yang's apartment for more than half an hour, and before leaving, he held Wen Yang's face and kissed Wen Yang emotionally, Wen Yang was almost drunk with Qi Han's skillful kissing skills.

"When Yin Qige dies, we can live like an ordinary couple."

Being held in Qi Han's arms, Wen Yang's cheeks flushed and nodded.

After Qi Han left, Wen Yang sat on the bed in a daze, he looked out of the dark window in a trance, and countless bitterness suddenly surged in his heart.

own life..... How long will it go up?

Just as Wen Yang was about to lie down again, the apartment door suddenly slammed loudly, perhaps because the force was too strong, Wen Yang felt that the walls were shaking in the deafening sound of hammering doors.

"Open the door! Fuck open the door for me!! You dare to touch him with the surname Qi!! ”

Hearing Yin Qige's voice outside the door, Wen Yang was so frightened that he almost fell off the bed, he stumbled to the door, did not open the door immediately, but said loudly through the door, "What are you doing here?" ”

The sound of the hammer door stopped for a few seconds, but then there was a violent kicking of the door, "What are you doing inside?!" Open the door! If I don't open the door, I'll lock it with a gun!"

Through the cat's eye, Wen Yang did see that Yin Qige was about to pull out a gun, and he was frightened and immediately opened the door.

"You...."

Before Wen Yang finished speaking, Yin Qige directly pushed Wen Yang away and strode in with a gun in his hand.

went straight into the bedroom, and after finding no one, Yin Qige went to the bathroom again, and finally went around the kitchen and ran to the balcony, and when he turned back to the hall, Yin Qige still looked angry.

Staring at Wen Yang, Yin Qige gasped and asked, "What about the kid surnamed Qi?" ”

"I don't know what you're talking about?" Wen Yang forced his composure, looking at the pitch-black pistol in Yin Qige's hand, and felt a chill in his heart.

"Play stupid with me? The tracker I installed on the man's phone, can I not know that he's here? ”

More than half an hour ago, when Yin Qige, who occasionally turned on his mobile phone, found that Qi Han's location was the apartment where Wen Yang was, he was almost on fire, and he drove all the way here without caring about anything.

Late at night, Qi Han came to Wen Yang specially, except for doing that kind of thing, Yin Qige couldn't think of anything else.

Yin Qige said, took out his mobile phone to confirm Qi Han's location, but suddenly found that Qi Han had been several kilometers away from this apartment at some point.

Yin Qige was stunned, he didn't react to what was going on for a while, and Wen Yang said calmly, "I see that you are nervous, it's so late, go back quickly." ”

If Qi Han knew that Yin Qige came to him late at night, he couldn't tell.

Yin Qige was silent for a few seconds, the anger in his eyes gradually extinguished, he looked at Wen Yang in orange pajamas, his thin body was particularly gentle and soft in the light, and he couldn't take his eyes off it for a moment.

Yin Qige sat on the sofa, casually ripped open the two buttons on the neckline, and his bronzed chest muscles loomed in the light.

"It's too late, I won't leave tonight."

"You ....."

With a snort, Yin Qige slapped the pistol on the table in front of him, "What's the problem?" ”

Wen Yang was silent all of a sudden.

Yin Qige seemed to want to say two threatening words, but looking at Wen Yang's hateful gaze at him, he held back the words when they came to his lips.

In the end, he compromised, "Isn't it okay for me to sleep on the sofa?" ”

Wen Yang looked at Yin Qige's seemingly determined appearance, looked at the pistol in front of Yin Qige, turned around and entered the bedroom, and slammed the door shut.

In this way, it was as if the night had finally fallen silent.

After nearly half an hour, Yin Qige tiptoed off the sofa and came to the door of Wen Yang's bedroom, first tried to unscrew the handle, and found that when the door was locked, Yin Qige looked around the living room, and finally removed a thin wire from somewhere and began to lock the door in front of Wen Yang's bedroom door.

I don't know if it's because the door lock is too high-end, Yin Qige spent nearly half an hour, tossing until he was sweating profusely before opening the door as he wished.

Wen Yang in the bedroom was sleeping heavily, Yin Qige carefully lifted Wen Yang's quilt and lay in, his body sinking slightly, until his face could be pressed against Wen Yang's chest.

Call....

Yin Qige let out a long breath, put one hand on Wen Yang's waist, and buried his face deep in Wen Yang's chest.