3: Chapter 3: Handsome Guy Knows How to Play?
3: Chapter 3: Handsome Guy Knows How to Play?
In the rearview mirror, a ghostly pale face appeared.
Because it was too stunningly beautiful, it seemed eerily peculiar in this dim atmosphere.
At that moment, the girl’s sharp eyes were staring at him through the rearview mirror.
Suddenly, her fiery red lips twitched up, “Two mongrels, you think you can bully me?”
Then, two screams abruptly rang out in the night.
Yan Qianyi got out of the car, dragging her blood-stained wedding dress.
Inside the car, two men were clutching their bleeding groins, wailing incessantly.
The driver, trembling, watched her escape into the woods, “Comatose…comes back to life!
Bro, hurry…call someone!”
The man in the passenger seat had already fainted from the pain.
Yan Qianyi didn’t dare to linger for a second.
Fearing people would catch up to her soon, she kept running deeper into the woods.
First, dodge the immediate trouble, then plan.
She didn’t know how long she had run when suddenly, a figure burst out of the darkness and slammed her against a nearby tree.
She gasped in pain.
Before she could react, her body was pinned tightly against the tree.
The tall man gripped her shoulders with one hand and her throat with the other, his voice deep and hoarse.
“Who are you?
Why are you following me?”
Yan Qianyi, surprised, looked up and met a pair of blood-red eyes.
Under the tree, she couldn’t see his face, but the bloodthirsty eyes were vividly visible.
Terrifying!
She barely squeezed out a voice from her throat, “Mercy, good sir…
I didn’t…follow you, it seems like you…are also hiding from people, we are both…down-and-outs.”
Hearing this, he sized her up.
Seeing her dressed in a wedding gown, impossible for easy movement.
A runaway bride?
But at this time, he didn’t trust anyone.
Just as he was about to apply more pressure to snap her neck, he suddenly collapsed to the ground, entirely deflated and powerless.
The last bit of strength in his body was completely exhausted.
After freeing herself, Yan Qianyi took several deep breaths, looking puzzled at the man sitting on the ground.
It seemed he believed her?
Contemplating for a moment, a cold light flashed in her eyes.
Though both down-and-outs, the guy before her radiated a dangerous aura, better to strike first.
She raised her palm, about to chop down on his head.
But just as her palm was about to fall, he suddenly hugged her legs and slowly looked up.
The moonlight just then fell on his face.
Yan Qianyi could now clearly see his features.
His deep features were as meticulously carved.
My God, she had never seen such a handsome person!
Under the moonlight, his eyes seemed brimming with tears, his dense eyelashes trembling slightly, “Sister, it’s so dark…
I’m scared…”
Yan Qianyi stiffened all over.
What’s the deal?
Are handsome guys such players nowadays?
At this moment, all the dangerous aura around him had completely dissipated, making him look very vulnerable and adorably pitiful, a stark contrast to just before.
Being looked at with such pitiful eyes, Yan Qianyi suddenly couldn’t bring herself to strike, and she felt somewhat guilty with her palm suspended in mid-air.
She gently moved her foot.
But he hugged her legs even tighter.
His handsome face rubbed against her legs, as if he was truly terrified of the surrounding darkness, feeling secure only by holding onto her.
Yan Qianyi couldn’t help but soften her voice, “Well…
be good, let go of sister first.”
For some reason, being held like this, she always felt a wave of heat throughout her body.
It felt like being seduced.
She tried to pry his hands away.
But when she touched his wrist, she noticed his pulse was abnormal.