嬌妻難逃

Chapter 054

Song Luan probably figured out that the plot of catching her cheating in the original book happened with the original owner and Huai Jin. Zhao Nanyu was full of murderous aura now that it was not impossible to stab Huai Jin to death in rage.

She and Huai Jin couldn't explain clearly in one or two sentences about why there were together in this house. Besides, Zhao Nanyu had always been biased against Huai Jin, and she dared not take risks.

Zhao Nanyu held her in his arms and gently touched her head, "Wait."

His voice was low and hoarse, and his expression was cold. The more he was like this, the more frightened Song Luan was.

Sure enough, Zhao Nanyu walked straight towards the cabinet where Huai Jin hid. Song Luan's heart suddenly felt like it lifted in the air, and her heart was tense. She pulled the corner of his clothes, with a subtle cry, "I want to go back."

Song Luan remembered the picture of Huai Jin's last tragic death in the snow, which made it hard for her to bear. This simple and kind boy should not meet such an end. Song Luan also knew that the fate of others in the original book could be changed.

Zhao Nanyu sighed softly. He stopped his pace and said, "What do you want me to do with you?"

Song Luan nested in his chest, hooked his neck with her arms, and distinctly smelled the strong smell of blood on his body. She buried her face and said pleadingly, "I'm dying...let's go back."

Zhao Nanyu lightly removed the tender arms on his waist. He was very unhappy to hear such sullen words from her mouth.

After a long silence, he finally gave in. He turned around and went out in a different direction. "I'll listen to you once."

Although the door of the cabinet was closed, Zhao Nanyu's sword, which he had been holding in his hand, flew directly into the cabinet wood. The tip of the sword struck the middle of the wardrobe and made a sharp sound.

Huai Jin shivered in the corner of the right side of the cabinet. He curled up into a ball.

He was really trying hard not to jump out when he almost could have died. When he couldn't hear any sound, Huai Jin dared to breathe loudly. He pushed open the door of the cabinet and crawled out. The sword that Zhao Nanyu threw away was only a finger away from him. The cold wind crawled along his back to the back of his head.

His face turned white with anger, "This dog man kicked me, and even went after my life! Watch out, I'm pissed off now!"

He could't eat any food tonight.

Hua Jin's eyes were red. He had never seen such a fierce battle since he was a child.

He was very frightened.

He just thought that if he would turned into a ghost, he would haunt Zhao Nanyu forever.

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Song Luan's body was very hot. She was restless as she touched her hands and feet. She was so uncomfortable to the point she groaned heavily.

Zhao Nanyu held her shaking hands, "Don't worry."

Song Luan had been patient for a long time since the time she was with Huai Jin. She dared not take off her clothes.

She was like a hungry ghost under Zhao Nanyu's arms. His body was cool and comfortable.

It was already dark and the night wind of early winter stroke their faces, like a knife cutting in their faces. The cold wind kept pouring through Song Luan's collar, and she shivered. Although it was cold, the temperature on her body also dropped.