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His hands were also stained with blood, and he looked a little scary.

When he continued to drive for a few minutes, several cars drove up from the opposite side, honking their horns at Guan Zhaojian's car, and the sound of the horns on the road was very loud for a while.

At this moment, Guan Zhaojian's cell phone rang.

"Master, we are in front of you, pull over and stop."

At this time, Guan Zhaojian was relieved. After the car stopped, Liu|Si hurried over to greet him and stood beside Guan Zhaojian's car.

Seeing the obvious impact marks on the side of the car, and the sunken pit, Six|Four's heart skipped a beat.

After Guan Zhaojian got out of the car, Liu|Si was frightened by the blood on his forehead, and he hurriedly said, "Master, the injury on your forehead is all because I came too late."

Guan Zhaojian waved his hand at him, and then said in a cold voice, "They should still be behind me, you send someone to chase them and catch them alive." Anger rolled in his eyes, and his expression was cold, which made people feel cold. Fear.

"Yes." [-]/[-] hastily greeted him.

Sitting in the car, Guan Zhaojian wiped the blood on his forehead with a clean towel, and the snow-white towel was immediately stained with a blinding red.

The ruthlessness in his eyes became even worse, the towel was squeezed into a ball by him, and the veins on the back of his hand were bulging.

Guan Zhaojian hasn't been in such a mess for a long time.

There was a faint smell of blood in the car, and the driver cautiously suggested to Guan Zhaojian: "Master, let's go to the hospital to treat the wound on your forehead first."

"No, go home."

In Guan Zhaojian's eyes, this minor injury is not enough to go to the hospital.

Hearing Guan Zhaojian's cold and stern voice, the driver didn't dare to say anything more.

Half an hour later, Repulse Bay Villa.

Because it was very late, the villa was dark at this time, and there was no light at all.

Guan Zhaojian opened the door in the dark and walked in. After turning on the light, he sat on the sofa in the living room. He leaned against the back of the sofa, closed his eyes, and pressed a towel on his forehead with one hand. The wound, relax, Guan Zhaojian only felt the pain on his forehead, which made him frown impatiently.

Suddenly, the light outside seemed to be brighter. Guan Zhaojian opened his eyes subconsciously. He had only turned on one light in the living room, but now all the lights had been turned on. Suddenly, the living room became very dark Bright, as if in daytime.

Just as Guan Zhaojian wanted to see who did it, he heard a familiar voice behind him, "Guan Zhaojian, why are you here? Didn't you say that the genius is back?"

Within a week of the business trip, this voice would appear in his mind every night when he was sleeping. He hoped to see Lu Yanyan's reply voice every day, but what made him lose was his message. Neither was said.

Lu Yanyan couldn't sleep. She was thirsty in the middle of the night and went down to drink water. Just as she finished drinking and was about to go back upstairs, she suddenly found that the light in the living room was on.

Never thought it would be Guan Zhaojian who came back, seeing Guan Zhaojian's look, Lu Yanyan was very pleasantly surprised, and even showed a faint smile on his face.

When Guan Zhaojian turned around and saw Lu Yanyan's figure, an impulse surged in his heart. He wanted to hold her tightly in his arms and feel the softness of her body.

But thinking of the wound on his forehead, in order not to scare Lu Yanyan, Guan Zhaojian stood in front of the sofa without moving.

He softened his voice, and said to Lu Yanyan, "Aren't you going to bed so late? Go to sleep."

Guan Zhaojian said and pressed the towel on his forehead hard, because he felt that the wound on his forehead seemed to be oozing blood again.

Seeing Guan Zhaojian who was so indifferent to her, for some reason, Lu Yanyan felt a sense of disappointment in her heart. She responded lightly, and was about to go upstairs, but just when she was about to turn around, she saw There seemed to be a touch of red on the white towel on Guan Zhaojian's forehead.

Almost instantly, her footsteps stopped in place, and then her eyes fell directly on the towel.

After confirming that the towel was blood, panic flashed in her eyes, and she took a few steps forward. At this time, Guan Zhaojian didn't know that Lu Yanyan had discovered his wound.

"What's wrong?" Guan Zhaojian said softly.

Lu Yanyan ignored her, but went straight around the sofa and walked in front of him.

As Lu Yanyan approached, Guan Zhaojian smelled the familiar fragrance from her body, which made his heart skip a beat, and the longing that had been suppressed by him surged up again.

"What's going on with your head?" Lu Yanyan frowned slightly and asked.

Hearing Lu Yanyan's concern, Guan Zhaojian was taken aback, and then said softly, "Nothing?"

"If it's really nothing, why is there still bleeding?" Lu Yanyan's voice became a little cold unconsciously.

Seeing that Lu Yanyan had already found out, Guan Zhaojian simply didn't hide it anymore. He wiped it casually with a towel, and then exposed the wound on his forehead.

After seeing the wound on Guan Zhaojian's forehead, Lu Yanyan subconsciously let out an exclamation, and then raised his hand to cover his mouth.

She took two steps closer, wanting to see the wound more clearly, "Aren't you on a business trip, why are you still injured?"

Guan Zhaojian didn't want Lu Yanyan to know about those dark things, so he paused for a moment and said in a flat tone: "I accidentally touched it, it's nothing serious."

However, after hearing his explanation, the worry on Lu Yanyan's face did not ease a bit, on the contrary, there was a little reproach in his eyes, "Why are you so careless?"

After saying that, Lu Yanyan walked up to Guan Zhaojian, then stood on tiptoe, and began to carefully examine Guan Zhaojian's wound.

Seeing this, Guan Zhaojian also bent down slightly, matching Lu Yanyan's height so that she could see clearly.

"Is this nothing serious? Are they all broken?" Lu Yanyan couldn't help scolding after seeing the wound clearly.

"I'll just deal with it myself." Guan Zhaojian's eyes fell on Lu Yanyan's slightly nervous face, thinking that Lu Yanyan was worried about him at this time, Guan Zhaojian's heart immediately felt warm, The temperament around her has also become a lot gentler.

Hearing Guan Zhaojian's careless answer, Lu Yanyan's tone of voice was tinged with anger, "Do you need to go to the hospital for a wound like this?"

She was angry that Guan Zhaojian didn't pay attention to her body.

Hearing Lu Yanyan's voice of reproach, Guan Zhaojian's expression became softer, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, revealing a sultry smile.

"Yanyan, are you worried about me?" The words Yanyan came out of Guan Zhaojian's mouth with such tenderness that Lu Yanyan's ears went numb.

After being seen through, Lu Yanyan panicked, and hastily withdrew his hand from Guan Zhaojian's forehead, and subconsciously retorted: "I didn't, I was just afraid that the wound on your forehead would keep bleeding."

Her slightly stammering words gave away her thoughts.

Guan Zhaojian didn't refute, but the smile on his lips grew wider, "Oh? Really?" His tone was full of ridicule.

Lu Yanyan's face was also slightly hot because of Guan Zhaojian's words, and he didn't dare to look at Guan Zhaojian for a moment.

She lowered her head slightly and said angrily: "Whatever you want, anyway, it's not me who hurts."

After finishing speaking, Lu Yanyan was about to turn around and leave, but just as she was about to move, someone grabbed her wrist from behind, and with a strong force, Lu Yanyan was pulled backwards.

She bumped into a stiff chest, and immediately smelled a familiar smell from the tip of her nose, surrounding her, Lu Yanyan was stunned for a moment.

"Yanyan, do you miss me?" The man's deep voice rang in his ears.

Guan Zhaojian narrowed his eyes slightly, bent slightly and clasped Lu Yanyan firmly in his arms. He was not satisfied until the two of them were close to each other without a single gap between them.

He buried his head on Lu Yanyan's neck, absorbing her scent, which could make him feel comfortable.

Lu Yanyan only felt a numbness in her ears, and her body softened a little, because being hugged tightly by Guan Zhaojian, she couldn't use any strength at all, so she had to rely on the man in front of him.

She could feel her ears burning slightly.

Before Lu Yanyan could respond, Guan Zhaojian urged impatiently, "Huh?" His voice was a little hoarse.

Lu Yanyan's heart beat faster, "Why do I miss you?"

"Hmm..." As soon as Lu Yanyan's voice fell, the man leaned over his lips and took her breath away in an instant.

Lu Yanyan's hand was behind the man's back, and he couldn't take it back for a while, so he could only let the man get what he wanted.

Gradually her teeth were pried open, and Guan Zhaojian's tongue broke in, entangled her.

Lu Yanyan's body became weak after being kissed by him, so he had no choice but to lean his body on Guan Zhaojian's body weakly, feeling the obedience of the man in his arms, Guan Zhaojian's eyes darkened a bit, and the kiss became even tighter in-depth.

It wasn't until Lu Yanyan was a little out of breath that Guan Zhaojian let go of her, panting in her ears, seeing Lu Yanyan's wet eyes, the color of Guan Zhaojian's pupils It got darker again.

Lu Yanyan took in big mouthfuls of air, calming down his breathing.

At this moment, another deep voice came from beside my ear, "Yanyan, I miss you very much."

Hearing Guan Zhaojian's words, Lu Yanyan paused, her heart beat out of rhythm, and a flustered expression appeared on her face.

The atmosphere at the scene suddenly became quiet, and only the sound of the two people's entangled breathing could be heard in the silence.

Lu Yanyan, who didn't know what to say, finally thought of a way to change the subject. She blushed and didn't dare to look up, and said to Guan Zhaojian, "I'm sleepy, and I have to go to the scene tomorrow, let go. Me, I'm going to bed."

How could Guan Zhaojian be willing to give up his gentle embrace at this time, so instead of letting go of Lu Yanyan, he hugged him even tighter.

Lu Yanyan was startled, and then said angrily, "Guan Zhaojian, let me go."

It's just that as soon as he finished speaking, Guan Zhaojian kissed her again. After Guan Zhaojian's lips left her, her lips were already red and swollen from the kiss.

At this moment, Lu Yanyan's face was red enough to bleed, and a thin layer of resentment appeared on his face.

"Say something I don't like to hear, and I'll keep kissing you." Guan Zhaojian said domineeringly.

"You..." Lu Yanyan snorted angrily.

Thinking of Guan Zhaojian's character of doing what he said, Lu Yanyan was afraid that his lips would really endure that kind of torture in the end, so he held back what he wanted to say.

Seeing the quiet Lu Yanyan, Guan Zhaojian's lips curled into a satisfied smile.

Just when the two fell into a stalemate for a while, Guan Zhaojian suddenly spoke again.

"Hey, say you miss me." Guan Zhaojian's voice was as low as a cello, with a hint of coaxing in his tone.

Lu Yanyan's expression froze for a moment, and the blush that had subsided in his ears filled up again.

The anger on her face dissipated little by little, and seeing Guan Zhaojian's stammering response, she said, "Why, why did you say that, I didn't miss you."

"Hey, tell me once, I want to hear it." Guan Zhaojian's voice became even deeper.

The voice was so foul that it made Lu Yanyan shudder.

"I don't want it." But Lu Yanyan still firmly refused, how could such blunt words come out of Lu Yanyan's mouth?

Hearing Lu Yanyan's refusal, Guan Zhaojian narrowed his eyes slightly, "Huh?" There was a hint of threat in his voice.

"Are you sure you don't want to say it?" As he spoke, his eyes fell on Lu Yanyan's lips. The desire in his eyes was obvious, and Lu Yanyan could see it at a glance.

She swallowed subconsciously, then pretended to be calm and said, "I won't say anything."

At this time, Guan Zhaojian's eyes darkened, and the loss in his eyes was fleeting.

His body pressed down again, ready to kiss Lu Yanyan, but just when he lowered his head, a stream of blood flowed from the wound on his forehead again.

Suddenly seeing a smear of red, which still flowed from the deep mountain where Guan Zhaojian was, Lu Yanyan was frightened, with a worried expression on her face, she said anxiously to Guan Zhaojian: "Stop making trouble, Your wound must be dealt with."

After Lu Yanyan said this, Guan Zhaojian felt the wetness on his face. He stopped and raised his hand to caress his forehead.

Guan Zhaojian let go of one hand, and Lu Yanyan, who was not restrained, withdrew his hand.

Just when he was about to touch the wound, a tender hand grabbed his wrist and stopped his movement.

He lowered his head slightly, and saw Lu Yanyan's worried expression, "Don't touch it with your hands, the wound is easy to be infected."

When Guan Zhaojian was slightly taken aback by Lu Yanyan's words, the person in his arms left his embrace like a loach, and then ran upstairs.

Guan Zhaojian's complexion suddenly sank, and the temperament around him instantly cooled down.

Her concern is a cover-up, in order to let him relax his vigilance, and then take the opportunity to escape from her.

Thinking of this, Guan Zhaojian felt as if he was being bitten by thousands of ants. He was very uncomfortable. Looking at Lu Yanyan's disappearing back, a chilling anger appeared in his brows.

The fist hanging by his side was clenched by him, and the bulging veins looked very terrifying. The blood on his forehead added a bloodthirsty taste to him, making people afraid to approach him.

At this moment, there was a noise upstairs, and a familiar figure quickly ran down the stairs.

Lu Yanyan hurried to the living room with the medicine box in hand. Seeing that Guan Zhaojian was still standing there in the same posture, she frowned and ran over, took Guan Zhaojian's hand and sat on the sofa.

At this time, Guan Zhaojian hadn't recovered from the surprise of Lu Yanyan's appearance again, a rare look of astonishment appeared on his face, and he stared at Lu Yanyan without turning his eyes.

However, Lu Yanyan, who was focused on Guan Zhaojian's wound, did not notice Guan Zhaojian's weirdness.

It wasn't until Lu Yanyan touched his wound with an alcohol swab that the pain from the wound gave Guan Zhaojian a sense of reality, and he realized that Lu Yanyan didn't want to leave him, but Went to get the medicine cabinet.

Immediately, the ice-like low pressure around him dissipated, and the expression on his face became a lot gentler. There was no anger in his eyes that was about to kill someone just now, and the eyes looking at Lu Yanyan were full of tenderness.

"Does it hurt?" Lu Yanyan frowned and asked, she was afraid that the strength of her hand would make Guan Zhaojian's wound hurt even more.

At this time, Guan Zhaojian enjoyed Lu Yanyan's attentive treatment very much, so why would he feel pain? He was too late to be happy, but such a simple treatment of the wound made Guan Zhaojian very satisfied.