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CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO
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Meigui take the white piece of cloth resting in the wooden table then pull her furious and heated soulmate away from the bruised and scared Chinese that is taking a bath in his own metallic blood that can be seen painting any near objects, the said boy huffed before kicking one last time in Minghao's poor abdomen earning a small welp coming from him whilst crawling away from the younger with fear evident in his eyes with purple patch.

She then holds his left shoulder to make him face her fully, her hand softly caresses the white material in her hands and wipe it softly against the dripping sweat with the mixture of vermilion liquid that came from their hostage. Their eyes locked with each other, swirls of blue and yellow sparkles on it while their ones intimidating auras suddenly turns into a warm calming aura making his breathing calmer than earlier.

Renjun's chest suddenly spreads with a unfamiliar feeling that tingles inside it feels like there's a million of butterflies in his chest racing down his stomach making his cheeks turn red, eyes still stargazing in her galaxy until the door burst open breaking his trance.

“Holy shit, it smells sour here like funky!” Donghyuck's voice booms from the direction of the door making the two whip their head in that direction seeing him swaying his palm from his nose to sway away the disgusting smell of blood and sweat filling up the deadly atmosphere lingering inside the interrogation room that turned into a torturing room.

The girl chuckle at the comment before tossing the used material in her hands back to the table before starting to walk away from the calmer boy whilst massaging her shoulders while tilting her head to the side until a strong force pull her back making her right hip hits his left hip, his arms securely holding her place while his arms squeeze her left hip softly. She looks up to see him giving her a small smile before walking with her.

“Not gonna lie... that was hot like hot hot but anyways Jisung already sent the informations we got from that poor man over there and we have nothing to do here anymore so we just need to go back home after putting this motherfucker back in his jail” Donghyuck informed as he is also Renjun's secretary aside from being a expect in firearms and specially explosives, the older nod and nudge him as they walk past him.

The tanned male scoffed at his behaviors then rolling his eyes before following behind the couple. Her hands rested on his hip keeping the two of them together while the younger snuggle his head at her neck making her giggle when his hair tickles it, she tries to push it off her neck but he just snuggle deeper kissing her exposed neck teasingly in a certain spot making them a laughing fit while walking next to each other.

Renjun blows in her neck making him be pushed away from her embrace but the boy easily find a way to be back in her by pulling her again then stopped when he caught a sight of a red with some hues of purple love mark fully exposed in her skin without any concealer hiding the masterpiece he made in her skin last night. His thumb brush against it shivering the girl who turned red when she meet the boy's teasing face.

He proudly left love marks in the exact places her mole is that is trailed from under her earlobe down to the middle of her chest.

“You didn't even mind concealing my art hmm?”

“Why would I? I want them to know who I belong with” Meigui teased back to Renjun who didn't hesitate to leans for a kiss but had stopped midway by a passing Donghyuck right in the middle to separate the couple then mouthing: stop flirting with each other Imma puke.

Renjun just lean to steal a kiss from the stunned girl before running pulling her along with him as they run past the tanned not forgetting to bump on him while the girl raise her middle finger towards the boy who let out a exaggerated gasp acting offended running to them whilst shouting incoherent words making them look like kids running in the hallway of the nursery school.

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