A Scumbag Always Gets What He Deserves

Jian Qiao tried his best to keep his mind clear, but the image of Hall's shoulder was bloodied and his brain cracked was firmly entrenched in his memory like a demon.

The bright red blood frightened him and made him dizzy.

He opened his mouth, wanting the servant to take him away quickly, but he couldn't make a sound, and the gift box in his hand fell to the ground.

He wanted to bend down to pick it up, but he was afraid that he wouldn't be able to get up if he plunged into it.There were people coming and going on the street, and he couldn't lose the face of De Solette.

While struggling, Lei Zhe had strode up to him.

The passers-by who were originally surrounding the door suddenly scattered, including those high-ranking nobles.No one dared to touch Lei Zhe at this time.Even if the old duke is still alive, he is already the ruler of Grande in a practical sense.

"You look weak." Lei Zhe's deep and deep voice rang in Jian Qiao's ear.

"No, I'm fine, I'm very fine." Jian Qiao barely stood up straight and responded in a hoarse voice.

"Liar." Lei Zhe stared at his sweaty nose and his pale, almost transparent face, and sneered.

Jian Qiao tried to refute, but a desire to vomit suddenly welled up in his throat, because Lei Zhe was covered with a strong smell of blood, and this smell was like a key, opening the magic box hidden deep in his heart .

Those horrible and desperate memories are like deep springs in the ground, which will spew out as soon as they find a crack.

Jian Qiao, who had just stood up straight for a while, couldn't help shaking her body, her lips that were still a little bloody were now completely pale.

Lei Zhe looked the Earl of Huadu up and down, and said firmly: "You are afraid of blood."

Having practiced in the killing field all the year round, he has seen too many cowards like this.

"No, I didn't!" Jian Qiao shook her head, resolutely denying this statement.

Assassination is a major cause of death for nobles. If someone with ulterior motives knows this weakness, he will fall into an extremely dangerous situation.For the sake of the wealth of De Solette City, I don't know how many people want to put him to death.

Lei Zhe's deep laughter echoed in the thick fog.Obviously, once he grasps the enemy's weak point, he will bite to death.

He took out a handkerchief from his trouser pocket and slowly spread it under Jian Qiao's eyes. This handkerchief was just used by him to wipe the blood from his fist.It was covered with spots of bright red marks, and exuded a strong fishy smell.

"What do you think this is?" He bent down, stared straight at Jian Qiao's face dripping with cold sweat, and joked.

Jian Qiao immediately closed her eyes tightly, not daring to look directly at the bloody handkerchief.However, it was only a fleeting glance, and the crimson eyes were still deeply embedded in his mind, making him dizzy uncontrollably.He finally couldn't control his body anymore, and he staggered and fell down.

And Lei Zhe stood in front of him.

As soon as he fell down, he fell into Lei Zhe's arms, his forehead hitting the other's hard chest.

Lei Zhe was stunned.

He obviously didn't expect the Earl of Huadu to be so caught off guard.

This man's body is soft and weak, and this man's forehead is hot and hot.And this hot spot was pressing against Lei Zhe's left chest at this moment, causing his heart to beat wildly and his blood to flow backwards.

He stood there stiffly, not knowing how to place his hands.His body also began to heat up because of the heat in his chest, like a spark falling into dry grass, instantly igniting a prairie fire.

Jian Qiao struggled desperately in the dark, because he knew that he would die if he fainted in front of a lion!

So he stretched out his hands to support Lei Zhe's chest, trying to stand up.However, he who was about to lose consciousness had no idea that his so-called "support", in Lei Zhe's eyes, was just a pair of weak and boneless hands gently covering his chest.

This move doesn't seem like a refusal, but more like an adjournment.

Lei Zhe's mind immediately woke up from the burning heat.Women often put their hands on his strong chest muscles when they threw themselves into his arms, and he was tired of such entanglement.He could refuse even the most beautiful woman in Totes, so how could he tolerate the approach of a man he had just met?

He should have ruthlessly pushed the Earl of Huadu away, and then ridiculed and derogated him.

However, when he opened his mouth, he found that his mouth was so dry that he couldn't speak a word.When he raised his hand, he actively put his arms around the other person's waist to prevent the person from slipping under the pull of gravity.

"You're really afraid of blood." Lei Zhe whispered hoarsely.

"No, I'm not, I just had a serious illness." Jian Qiao was ups and downs in sobriety and dizziness, and the instinct of self-preservation made him make a weak voice.

His voice was already clear, but after a slight tremor, it was like the low moan of a kitten, which sounded extremely pitiful.

Lei Zhe smiled inappropriately.At the same time, he threw away the smelly handkerchief and stepped it into the muddy water, letting the filth cover up the bright red blood.

With her forehead pressed against his chest, Jian Qiao immediately felt the vibration of her strong muscles and the beating of her heart.For some reason, this shaking and jumping made him, who was struggling anxiously, inexplicably calm down.

Lei Zhe put his arm around Earl Huadu's waist, and gently kneaded the back of the other's neck with the other.When his cats offered to fall into his arms, he did the same.

"You know, if I want to kill you, I can break your neck bone just by gently pinching my five fingers together. But I won't do that, I don't bother to hurt a fragile little animal." Lei Zhe lowered his head, Whisper in Jane Qiao's ear.

He knows he is powerful, but he never abuses that power.

Hearing these words, Jian Qiao, who closed her eyes against dizziness, couldn't help thinking of Lei Zhe's pure blue eyes.With his keen intuition, he knew that he could trust the owner of these eyes.

As a result, all his anxiety and resistance dissipated completely at this moment.He completely relaxed his body and hands, just like that without any worries, completely fitting into this broad chest.

"Please help me into the carriage." Before losing consciousness, he begged in a low voice.

Lei Zhe felt his chest sink, and then a soft body fell into his embrace.

The earl is so fragile and helpless, even the breathing at the tip of his nose is intermittent, as if he is about to stop.Lei Zhe would actually feel guilty if he didn't agree to the other party's plea.However, on weekdays, he can shake off the woman who threw himself into his arms, and then order her not to pester her forever.

He hates sticky people and things.

This Earl of Huadu who faints at the sight of blood is precisely the type he hates the most.

Lei Zhe wanted to sneer, and then ruthlessly pushed the other person away, but when he raised his hand, the pushing motion turned into a hug.

Inexplicably, he hugged the Earl, put his arm under the man's armpit, supported the man's body, and walked step by step towards the carriage parked by the roadside.

The driver hurriedly opened the door.

Lei Zhe carried him up effortlessly.

The coachman immediately closed the door.

Lei Zhe closed the curtains with a snap, blocking prying eyes from the outside world.

In this short moment, Jian Qiao has regained consciousness.He vaguely knew that he was safe, so he tried hard to open his eyes.

Lei Zhe's sharp gaze immediately locked onto his eyes.

It wasn't until this moment that Lei Zhe realized that Mr. Earl's eyelashes were very long and thick, casting two shadows under the eyelids.They tremble slightly, as fragile as butterfly wings.

Every inch of this person's skin is covered with fragility, too pale cheeks, too melancholy eyes, too thin lips.He is like his family emblem, an anemone in full bloom that looks gorgeous, but is actually withering.

Lei Zhe propped his forehead and stared at this man without blinking.

Unknowingly, he suddenly stretched out his hand, gently untied the other party's neckline, and pulled away the bow tie made of black ribbon.

Then, he saw the man's slightly trembling Adam's apple.

For the beast, this is undoubtedly the most vulnerable part.

Lei Zhe stared at this small and exquisite Adam's apple, a little spark ignited in his blue eyes.My heart was beating wildly, and the feeling of backflow of blood came again.

He was like a ferocious beast that found its prey, and his already focused gaze instantly became extremely captivating.Then, subconsciously, he moved away from the car window, leaned back in the seat, and hid his tense face in the shadow that the light could not reach.

It is the instinct of a beast to lurk and wait for an opportunity, even if he does not know why he is doing it.

Just then, two of Jian Qiao's servants opened the car door.Seeing Lei Zhe's eyes flashing dangerously, they froze in place and their tongues began to tie up.

"My lord, this is a gift box." The two of them held a gift box covered in sewage in their hands, which was the one that Jian Qiao dropped on the ground before.

Lei Zhe seemed to have remembered something, and he didn't dislike the dirty gift box, so he accepted it.

"Close the door and don't disturb us." He ordered in a deep voice.

The two male servants obediently presented the gift box, and then closed the car door tightly.

While removing the ribbon from the gift box, Lei Zhe secretly observed Jian Qiao with her eyes closed.

The Earl of Huadu is in a state of lucidity, but his body is weak.He didn't know how fragile and daydreamy he looked when he leaned back in the chair, his collar was slightly open, his Adam's apple wriggled up and down, sweat dripped wantonly, and blood slowly climbed up his lips, cheeks, and the end of his eyes .

He is like an anemone blooming quietly in the dark, so beautiful that one cannot restrain the desire to pick him.

Lei Zhe tried his best to avert his gaze, and impatiently broke open the gift box in his hand.

"Is it the tears of an angel? Are you going to dedicate it to Helen? It turns out that you don't know how to flatter, and you are just picking the right one. What, you don't bother to please my second son who has no inheritance right?" His tone was cold mockingly.

Obviously, when Helen extorted money from Jane Qiao last night, he had already come to the scene and listened to the whole process.

Jian Qiao shook her head, then struggled to wake up.The feeling of dizziness had not completely subsided, so he had no choice but to put his hands on his forehead and answer seriously, "No, I never planned to give the tears of angels to Helen Grande, you misunderstood."

Lei Zhe sneered, as if he didn't believe his words.

However, after opening the gift box, he was surprised.Sure enough, there were no tears of angels inside, only a bottle of amber perfume lying quietly.

This gift is not only cheap, but also very shabby.

Not only refused his own solicitation, but also prepared to humiliate Helen and Hall face to face, this Earl of Huadu is really brave!