Chapter 227 The King Returns (25)

"Like this..." Chuzheng suddenly made a move, quickly and accurately. The knife in his sleeve was pressed against Master Liu's throat before he could fight back: "Is that enough?"

What's the use of spending money at this time? Of course, it's time to take action.

Did you see that bastard?

This is the correct solution.

【……】

The tip of the knife was sharp and pressed against Mr. Liu's throat. The coldness seeped into the skin, blood, and bones along the tip of the knife...

The cold air penetrates people.

Same as this little girl.

"Master Liu!"

Mr. Liu raised his hand to signal others not to move.

"Sheng Min has taught a good daughter." Mr. Liu glanced in the direction of Sheng Ting and said, "I just don't know if the Sheng family can survive in Miss Sheng's hands."

Ever since Chu Zheng appeared, Sheng Ting had a dark and sullen face, and a low pressure lingered around him.

Chuzheng didn't answer his words: "Mr. Liu, can I take my people away?"

Mr. Liu didn't dare to move his neck. His slightest movement would cause the knife to cut his skin.

He raised his hand and motioned for her to go.

Chuzheng stopped.

Liu San'er winked, and someone immediately rushed forward, attacking from both sides.

Jiang Yan's head tightened and he wanted to step forward to help.

Chuzheng raised her foot and kicked the chair, and the chair slid back, away from the battle circle.

Although the strength of this body is weak, the original master has practiced dancing and has good flexibility and speed. Chuzheng just needs to be fast enough.

Coupled with the assistance of the silver thread on her sleeves, such an opponent would not be difficult for Chuzheng.

Chuzheng's attackers fell to the ground one after another.

"enough!"

Mr. Liu scolded.

Chuzheng didn't hesitate and quickly put the man who was about to retreat to the ground.

Mr. Liu's face was livid: "Miss Sheng, I told you to stop. There is no need to strike hard again, right?"

Chuzheng straightened her sleeves that were messed up in the fight and said calmly: "When you attacked me, I didn't shout start."

Just stop when you say stop?

Why!

Mr. Liu: "..."

Chuzheng strode towards Jiang Ye, pulled him to his feet, and left the room with him.

"Master Liu, just let them go like this?"

Liu Yehei looked at the people on the ground with a sullen face: "Otherwise, can you stop her?"

These people are not bodyguards, they are all powerful people around him, otherwise they would not be able to get up.

Mr. Liu touched the place where the knife had been touched just now, and he could still feel the chill...

Chu Zheng brought Jiang Ye back to the room.

Jiang Ye's wound began to ooze blood again.

Chuzheng squatted in front of him, lifted up her clothes and bandaged her again.

"Did you kill the person?"

Chuzheng suddenly asked.

"You don't know if I killed them, so you dare to go against them?" Jiang Ye felt complicated.

Chu Zheng didn't take it seriously.

What's there?

I haven't shown my true strength yet!

"Did you kill him?"

Jiang Ye shook his head: "No."

He discovered that he was being followed when he was going upstairs, and then the power went out.

Those people were chasing him. He had never been to that level. How could he kill someone?

Chu Zheng thought about it for a while.

Then this should be the scene in the plot where Jiang Ye is framed.

"Aren't you afraid that they will deal with you?" Jiang Ye looked at Chu Zheng's pretty profile and asked her softly.

There was no need for her to stand up for herself.

It doesn't do her any good.

"What are you afraid of?"

"You have offended them now. Mr. Liu is suspicious and vindictive. He will not let me and you go."

"I don't do business and I'm not short of money. They can't beat me. How do they want to deal with me?"

"..." I couldn't answer this.

Chuzheng concentrated on cleaning his wounds, her face serious.

So much blood!

Will she be weak or something if she bleeds so much?

Chuzheng glanced at Jiang Ye, who showed no other symptoms except that his face was slightly pale. Chuzheng felt free to waste his blood... no, to stop the bleeding.

Jiang Ye's eyes were a little vacant. It wasn't until Chu Zheng took off his clothes that Jiang Ye came back to his senses.

"do what?"

"It's dirty, change it."

He glanced at the clothes, raised his hands in cooperation, and sighed: "Miss Sheng, I find that I always bleed when I meet you. Is this a bad fate between us?"

"Are you stupid enough to blame me?" I won't take the blame! "You would have died worse if you hadn't met me."

"..."

Can't she say a few nice words?

but……

Jiang Ye suddenly laughed as he thought about it.

Chuzheng suddenly came over to kiss him, and Jiang Ye's smile froze on his lips.

"You have a nice smile, smile more." After Chuzheng kissed him, she didn't forget to praise him, and finally kissed him again before giving him clothes to wear.

Jiang Ye: "..."

I always feel like something is weird.

"No black ones?"

Chuzheng stared at him expressionlessly.

It would be nice to have something to wear.

Still pick!

Think of her as a salesperson!

"...White is also good." Jiang Ye smiled, lowered his head and buttoned the buttons himself.

Chuzheng stood up and walked to the other side. Jiang Ye sat on the edge of the bed and looked at her. He didn't even feel embarrassed, as if...

Jiang Ye couldn't describe the feeling.

It's quite comfortable.

There is a feeling of home.

Jiang Ye was awakened by this feeling.

He's crazy.

Must be crazy.

Knock knock…

A knock on the door interrupted Jiang Ye's thoughts.

Chuzheng had no intention of opening the door. She stood at the table, quietly folding his unstained windbreaker.

"Ms. Sheng, there's someone knocking on the door." Jiang Ye reminded her.

Chuzheng grabbed something and smashed it: "No one is there, don't knock it."

Something hit the door with a muffled clang.

The people outside seemed frightened and stopped knocking.

Jiang Ye: "..."

So fierce.

She was kind to herself.

The knocking on the door stopped, but Chuzheng's cell phone kept ringing.

Jiang Ye: "..."

Sure enough, there are no longer a few people who sneak in their mobile phones.

The mobile phone was on the bed. Jiang Ye took it over and took a look: "Sheng Ting...your brother, do you want to answer it?"

Chuzheng came over, pushed him onto the bed and touched his hair openly.

"He's not my brother, don't talk nonsense."

Jiang Ye: "..."

Chu Zheng blocked Sheng Ting, turned off her phone, turned off the light and went to bed.

Before Jiang Ye could react, he was already lying in Chu Zheng's arms.

As darkness came, Jiang Ye did not dare to let go of Chu Zheng.

Chuzheng seemed to have thought of this, and she didn't bother to get up: "I'm holding you, and it doesn't matter if you don't turn on the light, right?"

Jiang Ye didn't say anything, so Chu Zheng took the opportunity to kiss him.

"You... better turn on the light." Jiang Ye's voice was very weak. He really... couldn't stand it.

Chuzheng didn't want to get up.

But as Jiang Ye's breathing became heavier and heavier, like a drowning person, she reluctantly got up and turned on the light.

Jiang Ye breathed a sigh of relief.

"When we do... in the future, do you also want to turn on the light?"

"What?" Jiang Ye didn't respond.

Chuzheng looked magnanimous: "I said, when we do this in the future, do you also want to turn on the light?"

Jiang Ye: "..."

Feel sorry.

He seemed to be hallucinating just now.

Jiang Ye glanced at Chu Zheng, she seemed to be asking this question very seriously.