You rascal, stop right there!

Chapter 278 What, You Want to Protect Me (Thanks to book friend Luoluo Luoluo)

"Hey, okay?!" There was a surprised voice as if it had been waiting for this sentence for a long time.

"I've been so worried these days! I feel so uncomfortable~"

Luo Wenqi immediately raised the little finger of his left hand, which was quite a habit.

This timid look, coupled with that good-looking face, really deserves a beating.

But the habits that I found awkward in the past are no longer unbearable now.

Chen Xingyi looked at him with contempt, feeling annoyed, and a pair of bone-chilling cold eyes swept over him.

"you can go now!"

Word by word, gritted teeth.

If it were anyone else, they would probably have been frightened by this kind of look.

However, Luo Wenqi's perseverance is not like that of others, and this is not the first time that he has been rejected.

When he realized that this person was using this habit and wanted to drive him away, he immediately spoke out righteously.

"Actually, there are some issues, but it's not impossible to change it... I..."

"Don't chase me away again!"

The voice gradually became quieter and the little finger was retracted.

Chen Xingyi looked up at the man, picked up the medicine bowl next to him, and felt as if ants were crawling and gnawing at his heart.

Because, for the first time, he discovered that this man's previously unacceptable little finger was now curled straight up.

Then, his eyes wandered, and he asked casually:

"Why can't you bend your fingers?"

It's obvious at a glance that this inability to bend the knuckles is not normal.

Someone felt that this person finally cared about him, and was somewhat smug: "Well... that day... the Xuanli people cut off my right finger, and there was a small scratch on my left finger."

I suddenly raised my hand and saw a clear scar on the second joint of my finger.

Fortunately, it was only the left little finger, not as tragic as the right one that was chopped off by Xuan Li, which left a bare hand with five holes.

Luo Wenqi is left-handed, but it doesn't really interfere with his life.

With a cold snort, Chen Xingyi seemed to be talking to himself.

"Well, if I were there at the time, those Xuanli people would not be able to do such a thing!"

With his martial arts skills, no one dared to cut off his fingers. Saving one more person was not impossible.

Luo Wenqi raised his head slightly, and the burning breath was getting closer: "Why, do you want to protect me?"

He seemed to be surprised and testing someone, even though he knew he was just being wishful thinking.

But, my heart! It has been thinking about many things.

"I felt that you couldn't win." Chen Xingyi's smile was forced. "You looked good on weekdays, but it turned out to be useless..."

"Hey, I'm a painter!" Luo Wenqi's voice rose octaves.

Chen Xingyi had an expression of understanding and followed suit: "Well..."

No one has stipulated that a painter cannot be a person with great martial arts skills or as strong as an ox.

Luo Wenqi felt something was going on in his heart: "I'm not... the word I just said doesn't count."

Seeing that this person seemed to be hesitant to speak, Chen Xingyi said helplessly.

"If you want to say 'yeah', just say it. If you feel uncomfortable holding it in..."

A person's language habits cannot be changed easily, and it is rare to be able to hold it back for so long.

In the past few months, Chen Xingyi tried his best to get this person away from him, but he really underestimated the other party's shamelessness.

After saying this, he turned his back.

He leaned sideways on the straw mat in the dilapidated temple, his eyes half closed, but his expression was not resting at all.

When Luo Wenqi learned of the other party's slight concession, he held the empty medicine bowl and smiled as brightly as a child.

It would be good if I could let this person talk to me a few more times...

"Hey! Good! Good! Good!" He kowtowed like a chicken.

Chen Xingyi leaned forward, closed his eyes, and sighed deeply, "You're getting dumber and dumber... What a waste of this face!"

He even missed the look of him with a big beard. At least he didn't look so stupid with the fierceness covering up his appearance.

At that time, I was obviously not as weak as I am now.

"Lo..."

Try your best to stand up.

"Snapped!"

His body fell down and landed straight on the pile of grass on the ground.

This time the burning pain in my stomach was more severe and lasted longer.

It was as if a huge ink-red rose had bloomed in his mouth, shattering into pieces.

At this moment, Chen Xingyi had already suffered from the poison for the 35th time.

The time interval is shorter and shorter each time, and the pain is more and more painful each time...

Even those who considered themselves assassins of the secret door could not stand it now.

"Hey, Xingyi?!"

Luo Wenqi felt as if his heart was being cut by a knife when he looked at the dark red rose.

It’s not so much heartache as it is shock and pity in my heart.

From the time Chen Xingyi tacitly agreed that he could follow him, he basically felt that he was going to die soon.

Otherwise why would she keep scolding him and driving him away, but drink the medicine he handed to her again and again.

Raising his arms, Luo Wenqi hugged the man tightly.

Its small body is usually very stiff, and it refuses to be attached and is not obedient at all.

Every time the poisoning occurs, it catches people off guard.

"Hey, you're so stubborn, how dare you die!"