"Hahaha ..."

Light's unbridled laughter continued.

Yuna thought breathlessly that Kai should be the henchman in this world who didn't treat himself as a henchman the most.

When it comes to this kind of situation, shouldn't he be giving Wesley an assist? Even if he watched a good show, he still laughed so loudly, what did he mean?

Apparently, Wesley was even more displeased with Kai's laughter.

Wesley turned his head, his death-like gaze coldly staring at Kai.

If eyes could send a person to hell, Kai had already reached the 18th floor of hell.

Kai sensed that something was wrong and rubbed his nose, reacting with the afterthought that he shouldn't have laughed so loudly just now, it was too much of a cut in Wesley's face!

That said, shouldn't he say something to distract Wesley?

Kai pondered for a moment, then looked at Yuna with a serious face, trying to convince Yuna, "Sister Yuna, you have to believe in Brother Wesley! Not to mention holding you, there is absolutely no problem for Brother Wesley to just hold me again!"

"..."

Yuna expressed a skeptical frown.

Why did she feel as if there was something wrong with Light's words?

Wesley knew what was wrong - how could he possibly hug Kai?

By this point, Wesley's tolerance for Kai was finally consumed, threatening, "Kai, if you don't get out of my sight, I'll make you disappear from this world."

Light flinched and smelled death.

He busied himself with keeping his mouth shut and silently turned around and went up the other rope ladder to the other helicopter.

He couldn't afford to mess with Lord Mu Si, so was it okay for him to hide?

Wesley looked around at the leaping tongues of fire and reminded Yuna, "You can't stay here any longer."

Yuna looked at the helicopter hovering above his head, and then at the approaching fire - this place really couldn't stay.

She closed her eyes and, with a fierce determination, climbed the rope ladder.

Wesley did not hesitate and followed closely behind Yuna.

Yuna climbed halfway, turned back to see Wesley, froze for a moment, and her footsteps couldn't help but pause.

By having something to fall back on, I mean that no matter what happens, there is someone standing behind you. Even if you are caught off guard and fall, there is someone to hold you up.

Before, there was no one behind her.

But now, she has Wesley.

Noticing Yuna's gaze, Wesley also stopped and calmly met her line of sight,"What are you looking at? Get out of here first, and when we get to a safe place, I'll let you see enough."

"Who wants to look at you all the time?" Yuna muttered as he climbed up the stairs, "I'm just not quite used to this feeling."

Wesley raised an eyebrow and didn't say anything.

It didn't matter if he didn't get used to it for a while, he would soon let Yuna get used to it.

After getting on the helicopter and sitting down, Yuna looked towards - it was the first time she was looking down on the island from this angle, and the complexity of her feelings was indescribable.

When she was sent here, she thought for a moment that she might never get out again, that this might actually be her burial place.

And now, she's leaving with Wesley.

Wesley then climbed up and sat next to Yuna, and before he could fasten his seatbelt, Interpol's voice came from the call system, "Mr. Wesley, prepare to leave. In ten minutes, I'm going to fully bombard this island."

Yuna was like hearing some bad news, her pupils abruptly dilated, grabbing Wesley's arm, almost roaring out, "No!"

She was so excited that the Interpol didn't distinguish her words and passed on, "Sorry, can you repeat that?"

"I said no!" Yuna forgot about the injuries all over her body, and in an instant, she changed back to the old invincible, cold very and stern Yuna, "Emily is still here, and if any of you dare to carry out a bombing run, I'll let you all go down to be buried with her! I'll do what I say!"

Interpol finally reacted and asked, "Is it Miss Yuna? Mr. Wesley, please ask Miss Yuna to control her emotions."

Yuna twisted her head to look at Wesley and said word for word, "Tell them that I've got it under control!"

Wesley looked at Yuna in a good manner, the corners of his lips rising slightly.

He worried for a moment that Yuna was so thin that the condition hadn't destroyed her to the point of being lifeless.

Now it seems that his fears were completely unwarranted.

Yuna looked at Wesley incredulously, "You're still laughing?" She stated the reason why she was so agitated, "Emily is still on the island, if they fully bombard this place, Mu Must not be able to escape. Wesley, I beg you, let Emily go."

Wesley turned his head to the communication system and said slowly, "Bombardment will take place again in thirty minutes."

"Why?" Interpol was clearly puzzled, "And who is Emily?"

"A child, related to Rowdy by blood, but what happened to Rowdy has nothing to do with this child." Wesley said succinctly, "This child is still on the island and needs time to escape."

"This ..."

The Interpol man was worried about what had changed and his tone was clearly very hesitant.

"The child is innocent." Wesley emphasized again, "Also, I'm not discussing with you, this is an order."

Wesley is the commander-in-chief of this operation, and he has the authority to order Interpol.

But in this case, Interpol clearly doesn't want to follow orders and tries to persuade Wesley,"Mr. Wesley ..."

Wesley furrowed his brows, a sign that his patience was being exhausted.

He directly interrupted the other party, "Or do you need me to contact Gao Han?"

"No, no need." Interpol was busy saying, "No problem, then we'll bomb in thirty minutes."

Wesley said no more, completely shut down the communication system, turned his head, and found Yuna staring at him all the time since who knows when.

He spread his hands innocently and said, "It's harder to communicate with people on the Interpol side."

Yuna smiled.

She knew it without Wesley saying it - Wesley had never wanted to hurt Emily.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have ordered Interpol so forcefully.

"Thanks." Yuna paused, but still asked, "But, is it really okay for you to do this? I mean, will you not be able to explain it well?"

"I don't need to answer to anyone." Wesley spoke lightly, yet there was an almost owed pride in his tone, "This time, I'm in charge of the operation."

"Hmm?" Yuna's eyes produced a new doubt, "How could the people of Interpol listen to you?" If she didn't remember wrongly, Interpol had always regarded Wesley as the number one big trouble ah!

Wesley uncharacteristically avoided the issue and knocked Yuna's head, "Not only Interpol, in the future, you'll have to listen to me as well."

Yuna scratched his head and kicked back.

She was sick yes, but that didn't mean she was easy to bully.

Wesley narrowed his eyes as if asking Yuna where she got the guts, Yuna directly gave him a disdainful blank stare.

Wesley felt that he should be angry, he had only just come back, Yuna dared to treat him like this. But on second thought, he felt that he liked this unbridled Yuna.

He pulled over Yuna's hand, took out a ring from somewhere, and set it sharply onto Yuna's finger.

Yuna was completely unresponsive, staring blankly at the ring on his hand.

She hated being raided and forced.

Both of these things, Wesley did, but all she could do was froth.

She remembered the ring.

After she was taken back by Wesley for the second time, they stayed briefly on top of the mountain.

It was during that time that Wesley asked her to marry him.

At that time, she had already fallen in love with Wesley and was pregnant with Wesley's child, so in the face of Wesley's confession and proposal of marriage, she simply had no reason to refuse.

She nodded and let Wesley put the ring on for her.

Within a few days, Aunt Helen and Iris were kidnapped one after another. In order to save Iris, Yuna told Wesley that she only agreed to get married under false pretenses, and later, the ring was thrown down from the window.

Yuna couldn't remember how sad she was at that time.

But she would never forget, that night, Wesley's disappointed to the point of despair, like a lion ambushed in the dark night, silently holding back great pain, but in the end did not make a move to hurt her, the person who ambushed him.

Yuna never dreamed that this ring would reappear in front of her eyes.

She stared blankly at Mousie, "You got the ring back again?"

"You wore it and couldn't bear to throw it away like that."

Wesley spoke in a cloudy manner, but the corners of his lips were unconsciously rising.

Yuna shook his hand and saw the diamonds refracting in the sunlight.

She examined the ring with satisfaction, "You just put it on my hand again?"

Wesley stared at Yuna with an uncertain meaning, "What, you don't want to?"

"Don't dump the pot, it's clearly you who are greedy for convenience!" Yuna met Wesley's gaze and said head on, "This kind of ring, usually you have to propose to someone and the other party said yes before you can wear it on their hand."

Wesley raised his eyebrows and looked at Yuna with a deepening gaze.

Yuna couldn't help but shrink a little towards her seat - why did she have a bad feeling? What was Wesley going to do?

She was still analyzing what Wesley was going to do when Wesley's kiss had covered her lips.

This time, Wesley was truly a beast.

He clasped the back of Yuna's head, not giving Yuna time to react, directly and savagely prying open her teeth, drawing hard on her long-lost flavor.

That said, he wondered for a moment if Yuna had some kind of magical powers.

Why was it that the only time he felt enjoyment was when he kissed her?

Thinking about it, Wesley couldn't help but deepen his force.

If he finds it enjoyable, why doesn't he enjoy it?

"Well ..."

If Wesley is a beast, then at this moment, Yuna is a desperate little beast, the air in her lungs are going to be pumped out by Wesley, breathing is difficult, her chest keeps rising | falling, it is difficult to even make a protest.

Wesley, however, completely ignored it and simply took her into his arms. He not only felt her taste, but also her temperature.

He wanted to be completely sure that Yuna had really returned to him.

He was going to hold on very tightly, hugging hard, proving that Yuna would never leave him again.

He wants ...

In fact, he can not want anything, as long as Yuna in his side is enough ...