"I killed … I killed …" The cells in her body seemed to be choked, pain and fear wrapped around her at the same time.

She was very excited.

Although Young Master Teng Jie wasn't a psychiatrist, he knew that no matter what he said now, she wouldn't listen to him. Thus, she didn't say anything. She suddenly picked up her dazed expression and went to the bathroom.

Bo An'an was scared and nervous. She was carried into the bathroom by him and hid on the white porcelain wall. She felt the cold white porcelain wall. Then, cold water rushed down and Bo An'an came back to her senses.

In his mind, that bloody scene couldn't be washed away.

Her chest was suffocated.

Her body was cold, and her consciousness was tormented repeatedly. The sequelae of killing people were very serious. Even now, her nervousness and fear were still so intense.

Her hands were tightly clenched, and she couldn't help but look for a dark hole to drill into.

Young Master Teng Jie watched as she was washed away by the cold water, her entire body wet and in a sorry state.

After a while, he said, "Are you sad? Are you sad? But I can tell you, if he isn't killed by you today, you will die in his next plot tomorrow. Do you think you will be lucky enough to escape again?"

Although Bo An'an knew this reason, he could not accept the fact that he had killed someone.

Why did he have to solve the problem in such a cruel way?

She was flushed by the cold water for a long time. Young Master Teng Jie was worried that her body would not be able to withstand the cold. He took a large towel and wrapped it around her. He carried her out of the bathroom, who was biting her lips as hard as he could bear.

Her body carried the residual warmth of cold water, and it was so cold that she felt comfortable.

Young Master Teng Jie stretched out his big palm and pulled the bathrobe covering her body. Seeing that her chiffon skirt was sticking to her body and weighing out the exquisite curves, he walked straight to the wardrobe and helped her get a clean set of clothes.

"It's his turn. Be careful of catching a cold."

Bo An'an's body tensed up, his hands tightly clenched into fists, his four joints protruding high, emitting a desolate luster.

Young Master Teng Jie saw that she was trapped in his emotions and sighed invisibly. He sat beside her and put her hand into his palm, patiently pulling her fingers apart one by one.

Inside her palm, there were four curved blood red marks. They were semi-circular and stabbed very deep.

Young Master Teng Jie touched her palm with his fingers and said in a teasing voice, "Are you too lazy to move? Do you want me to help you change your clothes?"

A warm itch came from her palm. Bo An'an's body began to tremble. Hearing his voice, she suddenly wanted to pull her hand back. She frowned and murmured in a trembling voice, "Don't touch me … dirty …"

The expression on her face was one of despair.

When she thought of that blood red scene, she felt dizzy. An indescribable nausea came out of her throat. It was a feeling that was even more sad and disgusting than when blood soaked in her throat.

Young Master Teng Jie knew that she would not be able to pass the trial in her heart.

Everyone had their first time. Although it was hard to accept, as long as they survived, everything would be fine. Back then, he had also come this way, and the pain in his heart was no less than hers. However, he knew that he had to go on resolutely. Otherwise, he wouldn't even be able to fulfill his most intense desire for revenge in the depths of his heart.

She was his Qian Xiaomiao, and her fragility made his heart ache.

He stretched out his hand and pulled her towards him. He patted her back with his big palm and comforted her, "It's not dirty. It's very clean."

Bo An'an continued, "I killed someone …"

She was so helpless and sad, but Young Master Teng Jie did not regret it.

This was the only way to protect her and Qian Xiaomi. He couldn't be soft-hearted.

He laughed, his voice warm and elegant, "An'an, the strong eat the weak." Some people, if you don't kill him, he will kill you … Five years ago, my Qian Xiaomi was captured by two hateful women. They held a knife and drew a wound on her face, and even lost her … I searched for her for five years, but there was no trace of her for five whole years. An'an, if I had given her the ability to protect me a long time ago, wouldn't she have left me for five years? "

Bo An'an's ears were buzzing, as if a foreign object had drilled into her ears.

Something seemed to have been stabbed by her in her mind, and her words had caused her to be even more bruised.

Inexplicably, her tears rolled down her cheeks and landed on Young Master Teng Jie's heart.

Young Master Teng Jie rubbed her back with his big palm and tried to comfort her, "If you want to cry, you can cry well. After you cry, you still have to face the reality."

Bo An'an hugged Young Master Teng Jie and burst into tears, and the collapsed emotions in his chest were released just like that.

She cried for a long time, until her throat became hoarse and painful. She finally fell asleep.

*

When Kill went up the third floor, Young Master Teng Jie was leaning against the window to disperse the smoke. More than half of the cigarette in his hand had already burned away, and a lot of ashes had fallen from the smooth tiles.

Under the golden sunlight, his back was so straight, facing the morning sunlight, it became even more dazzling and lofty. However, a person's life could never shine, just like the long and dark reflection behind him.

Kill walked forward and took out a cigarette to light it. "Miss Bo, how is she?" He asked.

Young Master Teng paused for a moment before turning to look at Kill.

His half-handsome face was full of mystery, and his eyes flashed with a demonic charm. "You have to get used to it. For the first time, I gave her time to adapt. No matter how long, I will carry it with her."

"Boss, are you sure she's Miss Qian?"

The Wang Clan had been searching for the Dark Dragon's base for five years but hadn't found it. Boss brought Bo An'an to see her strength so easily. If Bo An'an wasn't Miss Qian, and if she wanted to be enemies with Boss, then the consequences would be unimaginable.

"Eighty percent chance." He needed to find an opportunity to confirm the remaining 20%.

Kill sighed and took a deep breath. "Boss, this bet is a bit big. It's good if we win, but if we lose … we can't afford to lose …"

Young Master Teng Jie looked at the outside world and sighed, "I haven't lost since the day I started gambling. I have a hunch that I'm not far from the truth."

Kill took a deep breath of his cigarette, and the color in his eyes was as heavy as night.

He finally sighed, "Boss, she's different from us. Perhaps, she shouldn't be forced to be so tight."

"Is it tight?" '"But I can't let myself lose her again," said Young Master Teng Jie with a helpless expression that was as charming as a sculpture.

Although they had dealt with Lan Zhengtao, the Wang Clan and the Jin Clan would still press forward step by step. Although the Brotherhood only had an empty piece left, the Wang Clan should not give up such a useful piece of chess. Wen Xie, that old fellow, was eyeing Sanhe Hall covetously, and there was also Long Zhang, who swayed at any moment without distinguishing between friends and enemies. There were so many internal worries, not to mention Si Yan's powerful foreign invasion.

Right now, he was surrounded by troubles.

If he wanted to keep her by his side, he should naturally let her learn how to protect herself.

He no longer had a choice.

Qian Xiaomi, are you willing to accept my choice?

The scarlet fireworks approached his fingers with the passage of time. Young Master Teng Jie could clearly feel the scorching temperature of the fireworks. He flicked his finger and flicked the cigarette butt in his hand.

As he turned around and left, the cigarette butt tossed a few circles in mid-air, and then, with a heavy abandoned weight, it fiercely fell down …

The door rang. Bo An'an turned around and looked at the handsome man under the bathing halo. His red and swollen eyes were immediately dyed with a crazy coldness.

She glared at him with hatred in her eyes, "Young Master Teng Jie, don't you think you're too cruel?"

Why are you forcing her to do this?

Young Master Teng Jie's body stopped where it was. He looked down at the haggard thin An'an and forced himself to mock coldly, "What, can't stand the condemnation of conscience, so he pushed all the blame onto me?"

He approached her and smiled cruelly, "Bo An'an, in psychology, this move is called'pain transfer '. You can use it well."

Bo An'an's eyes were red, and not a single tear could be squeezed out of her dry eyes.

She simply closed her eyes and bit her lips tightly. She clenched her hands tightly, using the stinging pain in her palm to relieve the fear in her heart.

Whether it was pain transfer or escape in her heart, what was the reason for not managing it? She really couldn't pass this obstacle.

Her body curled up, and when everything quieted down, she heard the sound of a broken heart.

Seeing that she was in a bad situation, Young Master Teng Jie walked to the bedside and stretched out his hand to pull her body, "Little An'an!"

Bo An'an struggled to prevent Young Master Teng from touching her, crying and shouting like he was crazy.

Young Master Teng Jie's eyes narrowed. "It's already happened. What's the use of being sad?" Do you think that Lan Zhengtao would be able to climb out of the coffin if you were to die here? Some people, if you don't kill him, he will definitely kill you! And you, on the other hand, must be alive, even better than anyone else! Only when you're alive can you be with the person you love the most. During this period, Buddha obstructs Buddha and Devil obstructs Devil Execution! "

Since he had made a choice, he would not give Bo An'an a chance to escape. Some things once choose to escape, it is a lifetime of heart knot and pain.

Bo An'an suddenly quieted down.

She sat there motionless with her eyes open, her clothes and hair in a mess.

At this time, her phone suddenly rang.

Seeing that Bo Young Master Teng wasn't in the mood to answer the phone, An'an Jie took the phone and pressed the answer button.

"An'an, are you feeling better? Aren't you coming to work at the company today?"

"Who are you?"

On the other side of the phone, Cao Xi Xi heard that Bo An'an's phone call was actually picked up by a man. After a burst of romantic imagination, she coughed softly and laughed, "Haha, I'm An'an's colleague. My name is Cao Xi Xi. May I ask who you are …"

Cao Xi Xi?

An'an seems to have a good relationship with that fat woman. If it was her, An'an would be in a better mood when he saw her …

"Where are you? I'll send someone to pick you up." Young Master Teng Jie directly interrupted Cao Xi Xi's words.

…

Sisi was pushed around by a poker-faced man, muttering, and forced into the 200-square-meter living room. When she saw the servants who were busy in the living room, she couldn't help but exclaim that the rich people really had a special style when she was worried about herself!

Qian Wanyu saw Cao Xixi standing at the door and looking around. Behind her was Kill, so she guessed that she was a guest invited by Young Master Teng Jie.

First, she smiled gently, "Come in."

When Cao Xi Xi saw that this woman was very kind, the nervousness in his heart finally dissipated.

She was at work today and was taken away from the office. Along the way, this poker-faced brother didn't speak to her. She thought that she had been kidnapped … She was abducted to this place by this big man for no reason. Even if her psychological quality was good, she couldn't endure the fear and worry in her heart.

When she was pushed into the car by the black-clothed man behind her, she thought that she had encountered the legendary human trafficker. However, when she stepped into this magnificent villa that looked like a castle, she felt that her attempt to be abducted and sold by someone was stupid …