She didn't even know what Feng Qingyu would do...

Worried in his heart, his body struggled a little more. He reminded Tong Yanjue in his ear and shouted again: "Yanjue, let go."

However, Tong Yanjue acted provocatively and tightened his arms even more.

In a blink of an eye, Feng Qingyu was already at the bedside, and his displeasure was obvious. Looking at his woman being looked at by Tong Yanjue, he was thinking in his mind whether he should not need those hands.

Sha Bei'er turned her head and looked at Feng Qingyu reaching out, and immediately pushed Tong Yanjue with all her strength, not caring whether it would injure Tong Yanjue's wound.

Tong Yanjue was pushed backwards by Sha Bei'er's full force. Sha Bei'er quickly turned around, leaned into Feng Qingyu's arms, and then held Feng Qingyu's big hand.

She held it firmly and interlocked her fingers with him. She stood between him and Tong Yanjue. She knew Feng Qingyu, and she really couldn't imagine the consequences of Tong Yanjue's active provocation.

As soon as he took action, Tong Yanjue really didn't know how many days he would have to lie in the hospital, and he might even die.

In his eyes, there is no human life at all. Isn't it just to see if he is happy or not? If he kills someone, there will be people to help him deal with the aftermath.

If he wants to dispose of a corpse, he doesn't even have to do it himself...

Tong Yanjue's body was not only in pain, his injuries were not serious. The exaggeration was just to make Sha Bei'er feel more guilty and unable to reject him. His purpose was to make her feel distressed. Now he was pushed away and pulled on his body.

Although injured, she was no match for being pushed away and watching Sha Bei'er lean into Feng Qingyu's arms.

Her fingers were clasped tightly with his, so close to his arms.

The petite girl leaned on the tall man's arms, looking like a little bird clinging to him. She turned her head and looked at Feng Qingyu.

"Walk."

Under Sha Bei'er's eyes, her tensed body slowly relaxed. But her eyes were still full of anger. As she moved from Tong Yanjue's body to Sha Bei'er, the anger in her eyes gradually subsided.

"Yan Jue..."

When she turned her eyes to Tong Yanjue, she saw that he was pushed crookedly on the hospital bed. He did not move. She could not touch Tong Yanjue in front of Feng Qingyu. This man was unreasonable, and no one really could

There is no way to reason with him.

Today, he had given her enough face. Such a compromise was already a bit surprising to her.

"Take good care of yourself, Lily needs you. I will help you take care of Lily these days. In a few days, I will go back to Sicily, and I will send Lily back."

This was the only thing she could do to help him take care of Lily until he was discharged from the hospital.

Tong Yanjue didn't speak, just looked at Sha Beier.

Feng Qingyu seemed to have run out of patience. When he heard Sha Beier was still wordy, he suddenly interrupted her.

"She, my woman."

Shabelle only felt that her forehead was lifted, and her lips were suddenly blocked. It was no longer the lips that just touched each other and then left. Instead, the lips actually touched each other. One hand was clasped on her waist, and the other was squeezing.

He touched her lower forehead, lowered his head slightly, and placed his thin lips precisely against her slightly opened lips in shock.

The tip of his tongue broke in with a familiar touch, and with a squeeze of his hand, Shabelle couldn't close her lips and was forced to kiss him. His breath lingered all over her, and her body pressed against him oppressively.

Shabelle's body was slightly pressed down by his, and her head was tilted upward to accept his kiss.

His kisses were always direct and domineering, full of desire and possessiveness. The tip of his tongue reached the deepest point, and the deep throat-locking kiss was soul-stirring and seductive.

While sobbing and struggling, she felt that the kiss was getting deeper and deeper. His breath disturbed the consciousness of the brain, and the force on his waist became tighter and tighter. It hurt her to pinch her, and he kneaded her into his arms.

Reason seemed to let her leave, but her brain was uncontrollably hypnotized by his kiss. The deeper the kiss, she felt that her lips were full of his breath. His deliberate confusion confused her consciousness, and the kiss became even more passionate.

The lingering and pulling tongue tips, the ambiguous sounds of lips and tongues entangled, each sound is more ambiguous and lingering than the last, revealing passion.

His eyes were gloomy, with flames jumping inside.

He narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the woman in his arms who had turned soft to water. Although his desire made him want to continue, but...

He has no interest in letting others watch...

It's good to achieve your goal.

When the thin lips left, Feng Qingyu's eyes were deep and dark due to desire. Looking at Tong Yanjue, whose face was unusually pale, the corners of his eyes raised slightly.

With one hand, he firmly held Shabell, who was a little dizzy from being kissed, and held her tightly in his big hand, keeping her in his arms.

He looked at Tong Yanjue with cold eyes and said, "Stay away."

This is his last warning. He doesn't want Tong Liya to have no father, but if he is ignorant again and again and challenges his patience...

He can't guarantee anything...

A cold voice with no humanity at all.

Feng Qingyu probably never knew what human nature was in front of outsiders.

What Tong Yanjue heard and witnessed were completely different concepts. He also kissed Ruirui like this.

He could feel how conscious Ruirui was and how she was holding back.

At this time, Ruirui leaned in Feng Qingyu's arms, her eyes blurred. Her eyes were filled with water, and she fell softly into his arms.

The kiss had already made her dizzy and sinking into it. That sentence, not being forced, was strongly proved at this time.

His skills are not bad, and the woman under him often shows such a look, and often sinks into it due to one of his deep kisses. She wraps her arms around his waist eagerly, begging him to come in quickly.

Sha Bei'er's brain was still a little dizzy, and her legs were limp from lack of oxygen. Her brain was still somewhat conscious, but she didn't dare to look at Tong Yanjue anymore. Feng Qingyu was really amazing at what he did.

He said it all together and solved it by not just using the marks on her body, but directly letting her body language tell Tong Yanjue who she belonged to.

There was no joy, I just felt extremely depressed inside.

She couldn't resist him, but she didn't want to perform like this in front of Yan Jue.

He clearly knew that being heard by Yan Jue on the phone was enough to make her embarrassed and painful, but he actually performed it in front of Yan Jue himself.

To have her appear in embarrassment in front of two men, to have her behave so despicably in front of Yan Jue...

This feeling is really bad.

She wanted to stand up straight, but her legs were extremely weak. She could only rely on Feng Qingyu and let him hold her in his arms and walk out.

Until the door closed, until Tong Yanjue's sight was isolated.

Shabelle's legs finally regained their strength, but her face quickly lost blood and turned as pale as paper.

With a push, he pushed Feng Qingyu away and stood aside.

Looking at Feng Qingyu's calm face, when she pushed him away, she frowned, and there was obviously a trace of displeasure in her eyes.

Sabelle bit her lip and took a breath.

Not far away, standing was Tong Yanjue's apprentice.

Sha Bei'er suppressed her anger, turned her gaze to Tong Yanjue's little apprentice, and walked over.

"Take good care of him."

Before the other party could answer, Feng Qingyu had already clasped her hand, and as soon as she left, she was pulled into his arms.

"Wordy."

This time, the strength in my hands was obviously much heavier. I was hugged and walked forward.

Struggling, struggling.

The elevator came up quickly, and Feng Qingyu pulled Shabei'er into the elevator. There were several people in the elevator. After Feng Qingyu walked in, he glanced at a few people.

"go out."

A few people were chatting in groups, but two people suddenly came in. As soon as they looked at the eye-catching Feng Qingyu, they heard a cold voice coming from this cool and handsome man who dared not look directly at him.

, that voice really chilled my bones.

One second later...

The few people who reacted quickly stepped out, and the elevator slowly closed...

Sha Bei'er was dragged into the elevator by Feng Qingyu's strength. Thinking about Yan Jue's expression and hurt eyes in the ward just now, did it have to be this way?

As soon as she entered the elevator, Shabei'er stood aside, obviously keeping a distance from Feng Qingyu.

Feng Qingyu's eyes flashed with displeasure, regarding Sha Bei'er's apparent distance move...

The elevator was not that big for a man with strong skills. Feng Qingyu almost scooped it up with his big hand, and Sha Bei'er was taken back into his arms. In the blink of an eye, he was pushed into the elevator, and the elevator went down.

He held Shabell's chin with his hand and raised her face, looking at the anger in her eyes.

"Reluctant to leave?"

The voice was slightly lower, Feng Qingyu lowered his head slightly, and their faces were very close to each other.

"say!"

Seeing that Shabell ignored him, she just stretched out her hand to push him.

The force in his hand was slightly heavy, and he straightened Shabelle's face, which was looking away.

Let her eyes not avoid his gaze...

"Can you understand human speech?"

Shabei'er's forehead hurt a little from being pinched, and she looked at the displeasure in Feng Qingyu's eyes. What else could he be dissatisfied with? Isn't everything developing according to his requirements? He is the winner again, and Feng Qingyu will always
To be continued...