At this critical mont, Shen Ming, who had been silent all along, had a sudden glint in his eye. As Shi Yu passed by in front of him, he unexpectedly attacked, swinging a fierce punch!
The distance between the two n was not far, and if this heavy punch landed, it would seriously injure Shi Yu.
Seeing Shen Ming’s action, Shen Cheng’s eyebrows twitched slightly, her heart tensing up.
It was only at this mont that she realized, his safety actually tugged at her heart.
When had she ever worried about a man before?
All of this was beyond her expectation.
She who wished to remain alone, in the end, still lost her heart.
"Looking for death."
Shi Yu’s gaze was icy cold, like Asura erging from Hell, his presence emanating a terrifying hostility.
Just as Shen Ming’s fist was about to hit, Shi Yu swept his leg across, striking directly at his abdon.
Shen Ming’s punch missed, and he was kicked a ter away, crashing into the glass table, and along with the shattered glass pieces, he heavily fell to the ground.
A sharp pain in the chest, he spat out a mouthful of blood, his face as pale as paper.
Clutching his chest, he tried to stand up supporting himself on the ground, but to no avail, he spat out another mouthful of blood.
He awkwardly sat on the floor, wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, "If you have the guts, kill ."
"Kill you?" Shi Yu gave him a cold glance, his tone neither warm nor cold, yet bearing a chilling coolness, "If you were dead, the ga wouldn’t be fun anymore."
He was smiling, but his smile was devoid of any warmth.
Such a smile, as if laced with venom, just one look, and it could damage soone internally.
He slipped his hands into his pockets and walked towards Shen Cheng with composed ease, personally undoing the ropes tied around her wrists.
As he untied the ropes and saw the bruises on her wrists, his gaze instantly turned icy.
"Does it hurt?"
Damn it, even though the injury was on her, why did the pain resonate in his heart?
Shen Cheng nodded, "It hurts."
What did it matter if she showed a mont of weakness in front of him?
Everyone around her wished her dead, yet only he cherished her to the bone, offering her the best of everything.
Shi Yu looked at her with a deep, cold gaze, yet it was filled with indulgence and concern.
"Don’t ever do this again."
He was still domineering, but that ward Shen Cheng’s heart.
She knew the implication behind his words.
He was forbidding her from being reckless, forbidding her from joking with her own life.
She replied with a hooked smile, "I won’t."
He looked at her for a second, then suddenly pulled her into his embrace, his large hand rubbing her hair, his voice still indifferent but filled with endless affection, "With here, no one dares to let you get hurt."
Involuntarily, Shen Cheng’s eyes reddened.
He always said such things, but when was he ever this earnest.
Especially now, saying it at this ti, it was so moving, she almost wanted to cry.
Sniffing back her tears, she managed to hold back the droplets about to fall.
"But I am hurt, my hand, it hurts."
She playfully pouted, her voice tender and clingy, far from what one would expect from her usual self.
Shi Yu released her, sowhat impatiently raised his sword eyebrows, "Won, truly troubleso."
Despite his complaints, he still took her hand and gently massaged the bruise on her wrist.
Shen Cheng laughed, "But you just like my trouble, don’t you?"
Shi Yu’s expression turned gloomy, "..."
No helping it, this woman was spoiled by him; he could only bear with it.
Seeing such a scene, Sun Yan was internally collapsing.
They were just in the midst of bloodshed and violent storm, yet suddenly it turned into a scene of gentleness...
Can you save the lovey-dovey act for when you get ho and close the door? Now is the ti for leveling up and beating villains!
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