Chapter 100: Little Three
The man's voice was so cold, cold to the bone, like frost in a cold winter day, drilling straight into the tip of people's hearts.
After Jiang Ruo saw Huo Jinting, his eyes widened in panic in an instant, his body couldn't stop shaking, he was afraid and afraid, and even his voice trembled a little: "Third Master?"
Zhou Qihe discovered this small detail of Jiang Ruo, and hugged her waist more and more, firmly protecting her in his arms.
This picture fell in Huo Jinting's eyes, like a female godmother***, and just now he witnessed the two kissing!
What he was most angry about was that Zhou Qi had deceived him!
I'd rather have a Jiang Ruo who was played rotten by him than this brotherhood.
Zhou Qihe was surprised, "Brother Ting, why did you come back early?"
Huo Jinting had told him before that he might not go to his birthday banquet because of Shen Ying, so he would run out to find Jiang Ruo so boldly.
Huo Jinting looked inside the house, it was extremely unfamiliar, it was a house he had never seen before.
There are many paintings of Jiang Ruo hanging on the white wall, with all kinds of demeanors.
There are even kissing photos of the two.
Huo Jinting's expression looked calm and indifferent, but it was more like a temporary calm before a rainstorm, brewing stormy waves.
He walked over to the sofa and sat down, his posture was lazy, not like he was catching a girl at all, "Thinking about your birthday today, I rushed back to help you celebrate."
"Qi You, you really gave me such a big surprise."
Huo Jinting lifted his eyelids and looked at Zhou Qi and Jiang Ruo, his deep black eyes were difficult to distinguish between joy and anger, making it impossible to understand his thoughts at the moment, and his tone was extremely peaceful: "When are you going to hide it from me?"
"Brother Ting, it's me who is wrong." Zhou Qihe bowed his head and took the initiative to admit his mistake, "Since I saw Xiao Ruoruo at night that night, I have been hiding it from you."
"Actually, I didn't expect that Xiao Ruoruo would be with you if she left me for a year."
Huo Jinting recalled the night when he washed the dust for Zhou Qi and the wind at night two months ago.
He finally understood what happened to Zhou Qihe's strange expression when he saw Jiang Ruo in the hall.
Huo Jinting's eyes were fixed on Jiang Ruo, his dark eyes were as deep as an abyss, and with just one glance, it seemed that he could absorb a whole person into it, full of cold and danger.
Now that the East Window incident happened, Jiang Ruo was infinitely afraid, and she leaned on Zhou Qihe's arms, trying to get Zhou Qihe to protect her.
Huo Jinting's thin lips were slightly hooked, as if mocking, and asked with an inexplicable smile, "Have you ever slept with us for so long?"
Zhou Qihe saw that Huo Jinting was not angry, he just thought that he didn't want Jiang Ruo anymore, so he didn't care at all.
Zhou Qi and Dafang admitted: "Yes."
"How many times?"
Zhou Qihe thought carefully, "I can't count."
What impressed him the most was that Jiang Ruo gave it to him for the first time.
Huo Jinting nodded and got up, slowly unbuttoned his blazer, and slowly approached the two, "It seems that I played with my brother's second-hand goods."
"Qi You, I treat you as a younger brother and brother-in-law, but you not only make Wanwan sad, but also disappoint me."
Zhou Qihe was not afraid of fear, looked directly at Huo Jinting, and said very seriously: "Brother Ting, I have been with Xiao Ruoruo for two years, I am really in love with her, and the previous things should be in the past, and no one should mention it."
"Don't mention it?" Huo Jinting's face was extremely pale, and he began to become hideous.
That's a big cuckold!
Jiang Ruo watched Huo Jinting take off his suit jacket and untie his cuffs, and suddenly had a bad premonition.
She broke free from Zhou Qihe's embrace and wanted to run away, but after only taking two steps, Huo Jinting grabbed her hair fiercely and pulled it back.
At this moment, Huo Jinting finally couldn't help but vent all his anger on her.
Jiang Ruo's eyes were so painful that tears welled up, and he begged for mercy with a crying voice: "Third master, it hurts, don't drag it, it hurts."
Huo Jinting lowered his eyelids and stared at her angrily, his eyes did not contain any emotion, his facial contours were stiff, and his jaw was tightly tightened, which was very terrifying and hideous.
He tugged at Jiang Ruo's long hair, and the back of his hand was swaying with green tendons
Bursting into the arms, this force looks extremely terrifying.
When no one reacted, Huo Jinting slammed Jiang Ruo's head on the hard and cold white wall, and the force was so great that the picture frames hanging on the wall vibrate.
Suddenly, tears in Jiang Ruo's eyes rushed out of her eyes, and they fell to the floor one by one, which made her speechless in pain.
She only felt that the world had suddenly become dark, and all of her eyes were Venus, as if she could not see it.
Seeing Jiang Ruo being treated violently by Huo Jinting, Zhou Qihe died of distress.
He stepped forward and tore away Huo Jinting's arm, protected Jiang Ruo, and took all the fault on himself, "Brother Ting, if you want to fight, hit me, don't hurt Xiao Ruoruo."
"It's my fault, it's all my fault."
Huo Jinting's narrow phoenix eyes were full of infinite yin owls, and the tails of his eyes were red, it was anger that was burning, and it was gradually engulfing his reason, "Qi He, I don't like others to grab things from me."
Zhou Qihe tried to reason, "Brother Ting, I didn't rob you of your things, I got along with Jiang Ruo first, it's me..."
"Smack!"
Before Zhou Qihe finished speaking, he slapped Huo Jinting firmly, and his voice was extremely crisp.
He turned his face sideways, the tip of his tongue slowly running over the fanned half of his cheek, the numbing pain burning on his skin, and even his teeth were loosened.
In a state of loss, Zhou Qihe could only admit this slap.
"No matter how many times you hit me, it won't change my relationship with Xiao Ruoruo."
"Brother Ting, it's not me who robbed you of your things, but you robbed me!"
The more Zhou Qihe talked, the more excited he became, and he was a little annoyed and aggrieved, "You are the one who robbed your brother's woman, you are the junior!"
"The person Jiang Ruo fell in love with first, I am!"
Huo Jinting gasped, and his snort was deadly gloomy, like a premonition before the end came.
"Little Three?"
He turned his eyes full of anger and glared at Zhou Qihe, the blue tendons on his forehead jumped suddenly, he gritted his teeth fiercely, and his voice was cold to the bone: "Do you say it again?"
So far, the two have torn their faces.
Zhou Qihe was not afraid of coercion, and once again declared himself***: "I have never officially broken up with Jiang Ruo, you are a junior!"
At the moment when Zhou Qihe's words just fell, Huo Jinting kicked Zhou Qihe's thigh.
The speed of the attack made Zhou Qihe not react, and he fell straight backwards and fell on the wall.
Huo Jinting's hands were very heavy, Zhou Qihe covered the root of his thighs in pain, propped his backhand on the wall, and slowly got up.
Huo Jinting looked at Zhou Qihe condescendingly, his eyelids were slightly lowered, and a strong sense of majesty and coercion came to his face.
He raised his foot and pressed it on Zhou Qihe's shoulder, his expression was nonchalant, and he turned the green wrench, "Go on."
"Do you know why I call her Xiao Ruoruo?"
"It's small above, and it's small below."
"She has a mole on her chest and likes to hold me when she sleeps with me."
"She said she liked my peach blossom eyes the most."
"That time you broke into her house and did it with her, before that the two of us were on video, I didn't hang up, I watched it for a long time, but I was jealous of you."
Zhou Qi broke the broken can, and every word stepped on Huo Jinting's minefield.