The younger brother crazily criticizes and tortures her even to death, while the elder brother is cr

Is he crazy?

"I...like your sister!" Lin Jiujiu said this, thinking it would ease the embarrassment.

"I don't like your sister, I just like you." Hei Junche had no intention of ending this topic.

Yes, it had been a long time since he had fallen in love with someone. In his world, things like feelings were associated with not-so-clean power, money, and power. Pure love, at least in the heart of his CEO, did not exist.

Therefore, falling in love has always been just a pastime in his life. As for being kind to others, he discovered that if he did it, not only would the other person benefit, but he would also benefit from the effort.

"Do you think I'm free enough to make such a joke with you?"

Looking at the man's serious face, Lin Jiujiu did not refute.

"I cooked noodles for you, took care of you, and didn't even mind that you spit on me. Are these things I would do? But it just happened. I don't know what kind of trick I got on you. I just wanted to be unrequited. good for you."

Indeed, Hei Junche used to not care what others thought. He was dictatorial and had the absolute right to speak.

Until he met Lin Jiujiu, he became flesh and blood, with seven emotions and six desires. There was light in his eyes and a gentle look on his face.

Looking at the man's serious and infatuated face, Lin Jiujiu was shaken.

If there was really no Leng Yibai, facing such an affectionate confession from this domineering president, she would definitely pounce on him and respond to him without hesitation.

However, she already has a boyfriend, and she loves her boyfriend very much. In this situation, Hei Junche's confession became a heavy burden for her.

She just wanted to escape, but she stepped on the steps without looking at the road, and then fell backwards.

Hei Junche went to pull her, but under the force of inertia and the woman's strength, the two fell down on the stairs together.

Hei Junche had a pained expression on his face, he was so pressed that he couldn't move, and his back was hit hard by the stairs, while Lin Jiujiu was lying on his chest.

Lin Jiujiu felt his strong heartbeat and quickly propped up her body: "I'm sorry, are you okay?"

When Hei Junche fell down, his lip was bitten, and a trace of blood flowed out, but there was an extra sense of lust in the night.

He looked into Lin Jiujiu's eyes and touched the blood around his mouth. His eyes were full of charm and affection, "I don't mind if you lie on me for a little longer."

Lin Jiujiu was stunned for a moment, then shouted: "Don't make trouble!"

The ambiguous and intimate posture between the two now made her heart beat faster and her cheeks turn red.

Lin Jiujiu's mind was now filled with the thought of standing up quickly or at least changing this posture first.

But his arm was grabbed tightly by the man and he couldn't move.

"Are you sure I can still walk like this?" Hei Junche looked back, his eyes falling on his back that was hit by the stairs.

"Does it hurt?" Lin Jiujiu's eyes were filled with concern.

"Otherwise, don't you know how much you weigh?"

"you......"

Lin Jiujiu gritted her teeth and glared at him, but was speechless.

When he fell down just now, he indeed pushed Hei Junche onto the stairs, so the impact must have been severe.

"Then let me get up first, and then I will help you."

After saying that, Lin Jiujiu struggled to leave, but unexpectedly, as soon as her body left the man's arms, she fell into his solid chest again.

"Hey...what are you doing..."

Hei Junche responded with a smile on his lips: "Since you are so enthusiastic about throwing yourself into your arms, I have no choice but to accept it reluctantly."

"No way, get up quickly..." Although there is no one else where the two of them are now, this is still a scenic spot. If people see the two of them in this posture on the stairs, it will inevitably be unpopular. think. Thinking of this, Lin Jiujiu moved his hand again and pushed up Hei Junche's body, trying to push him away.

But...the next second, Lin Jiujiu's face turned red, and her hand happened to fall where she shouldn't have touched it.

"Cough..." Hei Junche also coughed to hide his embarrassment, but he didn't say to spare her, "Did you do it on purpose?"

Lin Jiujiu's eyes widened in horror.

His face was red to his neck and ears.

She froze there, not daring to move.

"Hmm~~~" Hei Junche snorted, "Why don't you continue to push me?"

Lin Jiujiu raised her eyes and glared at him, a hint of resentment flashing in her eyes. How could this man still make sarcastic remarks?

Hei Junche stood up with one effort, but Lin Jiujiu was standing in front of him, lowering his head, not daring to look at him.

The man rubbed the bruised lower back and limped closer to Lin Jiujiu.

Lin Jiujiu instinctively took a few steps back.

"Why, you don't come to help me, who is sick?" Hei Junche put his arm around Lin Jiujiu's shoulders, seeming to deliberately lean his weight on her.

Lin Jiujiu's mind was still full of the scene just now, and now any touch from Hei Junche would make her whole body numb.

"What I said to you today is serious, and I hope I won't see you running away from me again in the future." Hei Junche patted Lin Jiujiu's shoulder.

Lin Jiujiu looked up and saw a bit of seriousness in his deep eyes.

Her heart trembled slightly, and she wanted to retort, but it was stuck in her throat.

In this way, Lin Jiujiu supported Hei Junche, and the two of them came to the elevator.

The elevator stopped at a certain floor. Before he could pay attention to the numbers displayed on it, the elevator suddenly sounded a warning alarm. Hei Junche pulled Lin Jiujiu out of the elevator and saw many people running around.

Hei Junche grabbed a young man who was about to fall down because he was running in a panic, and asked in English.

It's a pity that the little brother doesn't seem to know English very well and can only squeeze out a few words, gun, bad guy, chase.

Without saying a few words, the little brother ran away with the crowd.

"Let's go first." Hei Junche pulled Lin Jiujiu and protected her by his side. He endured the pain on his back and quickly led her to follow the direction of the crowd.

This floor looks like housing, with room doors standing on both sides of the corridor.

Seeing a door ajar, Hei Junche pushed in vigorously.

Inside was a Chinese couple.

"Close the door quickly." The man shouted hysterically.

Lin Jiujiu stepped forward and closed the door, then walked up to the two of them and asked, "What happened?"

The middle-aged woman was so frightened that she turned pale and was completely speechless.

The middle-aged man picked up the water in the room and drank a bottle in one go before he stammered and spoke.

"We were eating in the cafeteria upstairs. Halfway through the meal, we suddenly heard a loud noise, and then people ran around in a panic. We couldn't understand English and didn't know what was going on, and we were slow to respond. After a while, we saw three people with black hoods walking this way... On their hands..."

When the man said this, his eyes showed panic.

"They held machine guns in their hands and shot at everyone they could see indiscriminately..."

"Blood...dead..." The middle-aged woman also spat out these words in a panic.

At this moment, the door of the room was suddenly hammered hard, and Hei Junche made a quiet gesture to the people in the room.

Everyone held their breath and listened to the movement outside the door.