Kill crazy! The real daughter rushed to rectify the rich family!

The girl kept her head down while painting and never raised it.

As I got closer, I could gradually see her fluffy and soft hair, and half of her beautiful white neck - it made me feel a little cold.

The man calmly reached into his pocket, and when he took the last step closer, he took his hand out, leaned forward silently, and was about to put the thing he took out on the girl's face -

As the wind blew, a ray of cold silver light flashed suddenly.

The man's body was still hot-blooded after having just fought with a bunch of people. When his sight came into contact with the silver light, he leaned back and dodged. The cold and sharp blade almost scratched his skin.

He blinked and grabbed the wrist -

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Evasion and counterattack occur simultaneously.

But in the blink of an eye, Ye Kong's hand was firmly grasped, and he was pulled forward and directly into the arms of the man in black.

She was about to struggle, but she saw the man's hand, which he had just taken out of his pocket, holding something and gently pressing it against her cheek.

A warm feeling.

Along with a low voice: "Chocolate, I heard it's very popular among high school students recently."

Ye Kong:……

The girl's eyes rolled, and the biting cold immediately dissipated. She stood up slightly and finally saw what the weapon in the man's pocket looked like - a chubby bottle, a brown color that would look very warm in winter, filled with a sweet drink that looked very sweet at first glance, and the bottle had been warmed up.

Ye Kong: ...

Her other hand, which was holding a pencil tightly and was about to stab someone's eyeball, slowly loosened its grip.

The pencil rolled onto the carpet.

He raised his free hand and removed the mask from the man's face.

Under the shadow of the hat brim, a face as rich and beautiful as an ink painting was revealed.

Ye Kong's eyes widened and he pushed the man out.

Wen Can let her push him away and took off his hat and glasses.

Only then did Ye Kong see his appearance clearly.

There were residual snow on his shoulders, and he looked wet. The knuckles of his hands hanging at his sides were glaringly bloody, and his clothes were stained with blood if he looked closely, but they were not obvious because they were black.

Ye Kong looked at him in disbelief, then looked at the convoys outside the window, which were now only shadows: "You were also involved just now?"

"You can't get in without participating."

"Are you injured?" Ye Kong took a step forward, looking like he wanted to strip the man's clothes and check him carefully. "You didn't get stabbed? Or do you have any bruises or something?"

“…No, but I almost got stabbed after going upstairs.”

Wen Can let her roll up her sleeves and the hem of her clothes.

There is a small blue-red bruise on the waist, but the tight and smooth but not exaggerated abdominal muscles only make people feel the hormones coming at them.

Ye Kong was stunned by the visual impact.

She subconsciously wanted to continue to pull up her clothes, but Wen Can finally couldn't stand it anymore. He coughed and barely held her hand: "It's really okay."

Realizing that he looked like a hungry female hooligan, Ye Kong calmly smoothed down her clothes.

Once the black uniform fell off, the man looked thin again, with a narrow waist and long legs, making it impossible to imagine that there was a body full of tension and strength under the clothes.

Wen Can flicked her clothes, turned her gaze to Ye Kong, and then looked at the dagger that she had always held tightly in one hand: "She is very alert."

Ye Kong was stunned for a moment.

Wen Can has already taken a step forward and approached: "Do you carry them with you?"

"……Um."

"It seems that you are in a very dangerous situation." Wen Can came closer, lowering his face almost to hers, and lowered his voice, "Is it because of me?"

The man's breath still carried the smell of wind and snow, and when it gently brushed across his cheek, Ye Kong couldn't help but be a little distracted. It took him a moment to answer him: "It's not because of you."

"It seems that you have always been in such danger." He frowned slightly, "It's really worrying."

There was a click - the sound of legs hitting the edge of the table.

The table shook slightly, attracting Wen Can's attention: "You are drawing..."

Swah——

Ye Kong turned the notebook full of sketches over and closed it.

Wen Can only had time to see a few messy black masses.

"…What are you drawing?" Wen Can finished the rest of the sentence slowly, "You didn't even react after being beaten like this."

Turning his gaze back to the girl's face, Wen Can curled the corners of his lips: "It seems to be a secret."

"Yes, it's a secret." Ye Kong looked up and looked into his eyes. "But you, why did you come so suddenly? If you hadn't reacted quickly just now, my knife would have..."

The speaking speed slowed down until it disappeared completely.

Ye Kong watched as a bloody wound slowly appeared on the man's nose. It was very shallow, clearly caused by the overly sharp blade of the dagger. It took a long time for blood to seep out.

Wen Can noticed something and raised his hand to touch it, but was held down by Ye Kong.

"I have a Band-Aid."

She was about to walk behind the screen to look through the drawer, but suddenly stopped, turned back, turned Wen Can's body so that his back was facing the table, and then left.

Wen Can: ...

Thinking of the messy papers piled on the table that he had just glanced over, Wen Can subconsciously wanted to turn his head and take a quick glance, but in the end he forced himself to restrain himself and even closed his eyes.

When Ye Kong came out, he saw his indecent look.

"What's wrong? Is it painful for you not to watch?"

"It's in the nature of people like us to gather intelligence."

"What kind of person are you?" Ye Kong walked up to him, tore off the bandage, and carefully put it on his nose.

"Bad guy."

Wen Can opened his eyes and looked down at her: "And your bodyguard just let a bad guy like me in here."

Hearing what he meant, Ye Kong asked, "Do you think they are not good enough?"

"Not really. He's quite skilled and dedicated, but not careful enough." Wen Can asked politely, "I have a very good candidate here who can join them as a supplement. Do you need him?"

Ye Kong thought about it and shook his head.

Wen Can didn't force it.

After chatting for a few words, Ye Kong finally asked the main question: "Why are you here?"

She was really surprised by this: "Shouldn't your house be very lively tonight? How could you run outside? How did you get out? What if you were discovered?"

"It's rare to see you have so many questions."

The one leaning on the desk became Wen Can. He bent his legs slightly and looked at the girl, smiling slightly: "Don't worry, I came out openly."

"As for why you came..."

As he said this, he turned his head to look at the dark night outside the window: "Isn't it snowing?"

"I wonder if Miss Ye has a suitable place for me so that I can watch the snow with you?"