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The word "uncle" was like a blow to the head with a heavy hammer. Just before he was stupefied, the man who was thrown on the sofa by him finally seized the opportunity, and the muscles from his thigh to calf tensed like a spring, accumulating strength. Then he kicked him hard on the lower abdomen, kicking Rong Xiao's [-] to [-] kilograms man seven or eight meters, clutching his throat and coughing and panting frantically, "Ahem..."

Rong Xiao staggered and fell to the ground just like that, and was lifted up by Yun Zi'an who came forward, his eyes turned on Yun Zi'an's face and the man's face, and he really saw a bit of resemblance!

"He..." Rong Xiao really couldn't believe that there was a blood relationship between them, "Really... is it your uncle?"

Every word he uttered was trembling, just because the man's kick just now was so hard, his lungs seemed to be choked with unmelted blood clots, if the angle of this kick was slightly wrong, then Definitely came here with the aim of cutting off children and grandchildren.

Yun Zian pursed the corners of his lips, looked at him and nodded, "Yes."

He saw Rong Xiao's right hand whose bones were crushed to the point of deformity, and a layer of flesh and blood had been scraped off. He wanted to touch it but dared not touch it. His fingers clenched tightly, "He is my uncle... Yin Huai."

Yin Huai's skin was almost morbidly pale, which made the bloody handprints on his neck stand out and frightening. He only glanced lightly, then looked away and turned to leave. The cold sound of leather shoes hitting the ground gradually faded away.

Rong Xiao grabbed Yun Zian's arm and forced himself to stand up from the ground. Looking at Yin Huai's tall back at the end of the corridor and his long hair hanging down to his waist, he couldn't help asking Yun Zian in a low voice, "How old is your uncle?"

Yun Zi'an froze for a moment, and in a place where no one else could see, he secretly made a gesture of three to him.

The servants in this villa were probably used to seeing such beatings and killings. Immediately after Yin Huai left, someone trained to clean up, unshackle Rong Xiao's hands and feet, and treat his wounds.

Accompanied by Rong Xiao's side, Yun Zi'an watched the doctor inject anesthesia into his right hand, deal with the broken bones and torn flesh, the cold equipment gleamed with silver light, and the thick blood floating in the air made him feel Deeply uncomfortable, he clenched his fists almost subconsciously.

"Good boy." Rong Xiao looked at the corners of his flushed mouth, and said softly, "Go outside and wait for me."

Seeing that Yun Zian insisted on staying by his side in silence, Rong Xiao could only turn his head and ask the doctor, "Can I change my position to treat the wound?"

The doctor froze for a moment and only nodded.

So Rong Xiao changed his sitting position and opened his arms towards Yun Zian, "Yuan, come here."

The blood in Yun Zi'an's eyes was about to burst out, and his eyes skipped over Rong Xiao's chest and abdomen muscles that were still bleeding with gauze. Li, and then gently kissed his forehead with his lips, "It's okay, brother is not afraid of pain."

It is not known whether he is really not afraid of pain or not, but Yun Zian really feels distressed, but I don't know if it is a family inheritance, his distress is simply different from others.

After everyone withdrew from the room, he slapped Rong Xiao's face with an earth-shattering slap, and the emotions that had been smoldering for a whole night finally broke out at this moment, and he roared at him, "You, he Is my mother out of my mind! Driving alone on a rainy day, the fucking axle and engine are all useless, so if you have the ability, you can discuss it with Lord Yan and borrow another 500 years from the sky——!"

This night, Rong Xiao's heart went up and down like a roller coaster. Now that Yunzi is safe, the two of them can hug each other so tightly, which is enough to make him feel at ease. A slap is not only lifeless On the contrary, he showed a bit of shamelessness, "500 years is a bit difficult, but seventy and eighty is not a problem..."

He rested his chin on Yun Zi'an's neck, took a deep breath of the warm and pleasant smell from his body, "Stop moving around, let my husband give you a good hug..."

Yun Zi'an didn't do it at first, scratching and biting at him, but Rong Han@重@儿@政@狐骑 was pressed on his shoulder like Mount Tai and remained motionless. I don't know how long it took, Yun Zi'an finally calmed down and buried his face in Rong Xiao's chest. After a while, there was a low cry like a little orphaned beast.

Rong Xiao felt a wetness coming from his chest, "Yuan...are you crying..."

However, Yun Zi'an bit his chest muscles with one bite, and his teeth were so sharp that he almost wanted to tear off his flesh and blood.

"Fuck..." Rong Xiao was so painful that he raised his neck and his veins popped out. He just wanted to cry out for pain, but he held it back for a second. He didn't even dare to tense his chest muscles for fear of pinching Yun Zi'an's teeth, so he patted him gently. Rubbing his back, "It's okay, it's really okay... Don't cry, it makes my heart hurt..."

Yun Zian raised his head from his chest, his tear-stained face looked extremely pitiful, but his lips were stained with blood, adding a bit of treachery and gloom.

"Rong Xiao..." His eyes could not wait for Rong Xiao to be burned, and his voice seemed to have a strong smell of iron rust, "I don't have a home anymore, how dare you make me not have another home... "

Yun Zi'an grabbed Rong Xiao's collar and pulled him up from the sofa. The two of them kept pushing their foreheads against each other, like two wild beasts confronting each other. Purgatory, I will not let you go..."

There was a muffled thunder and thunder, and the lightning split the sky and the earth, the wind and electricity flew, and the tide roared, and the torrential rain became more violent and violent, as if it was a drumstick in the hands of a god.

Rong Xiao and Yun Zi'an didn't care about anything, they pulled each other's hair and collar, they were entangled as if they were fighting, biting each other's lips hungrily, their hot panting resounded from the depths of their throats, it was almost It's just that they can't wait to chew each other's bones and devour them.

The kiss full of strong love is like a violent storm. I don't even know whose lip was bitten. The smell of blood is rippling between the lips and teeth. I can't even tell what I am biting. I just follow Watching the wind and rain outside the window intensifies.

With his right hand wrapped in gauze, Rong Xiao gently stroked the tear stains on Yun Zi'an's cheeks, seeing his pupils flashing colorful and psychedelic colors under the light, and the end of his eyes was illuminated with wet red marks, this pitiful appearance It was unprecedented, and it only made his breathing more rough and hoarse for a moment, "Yuan..."

Yunzi's thick and slender eyelashes trembled uncontrollably, and there were even crystal teardrops hanging on the tip of the eyelashes. The moment they fell, he also imprinted a hot kiss on Rong Xiao's gauze-wrapped palm.

Yun Zi'an's personality can be said to be maverick at best, but arrogant and domineering at worst. Let alone crying, even if he says a few soft words, the other party has to kneel down three times and nine times to thank him for his kindness.

Rong Xiao has never seen Yun Zian's tears like this before, he couldn't tell the difference between his heartache and tenderness, but he really couldn't say anything nice——

The room was silent for about two or three seconds, when Rong Xiao suddenly pushed Yun Zi'an back down on the sofa.

Yun Zi'an's pupils shrank in astonishment, and the sound of the belt buckle being undone sounded, and in the next second, Rong Xiao kissed him heavily, "Your uncle's antique sofa looks good, let's borrow it and use it." ..."

Suddenly, the door was kicked open, and Yin Huai's cold and ruthless voice sounded, "What the hell are you doing with my sofa?"

He was wearing a large British-style black windbreaker, and his slender neck was wrapped with layers of gauze. Obviously, nothing was good in Rong Xiao's hands. was cut off.

Yun Zian kicked Rong Xiao off his body, and hurriedly got up from the sofa, "Uncle..."

The clinker Yin Huai walked directly in front of Rong Xiao. Even though he was 1.8 meters six, he had to look up when facing the 1.9 meters Rong Xiao...

The two faced each other face to face, and after two seconds of silence, Yin Huai clicked his tongue in displeasure, turned his head and questioned Yun Zian, "What did you find?"

"Uncle..." Yun Zi'an really didn't want to see his two close relatives fight again, so he quickly stood between them, "...have something to say."

Yin Huai looked at him protecting his calf, and snorted coldly, "If I didn't want to talk about it, he would have been carried out by now."

Rong Xiao grabbed Yun Zian's wrist and pulled him behind him, blocking Yin Huai like a human wall, and his tone was very provocative, "You can try."

Seeing that the smell of gunpowder was on fire again, Yun Zi'an held his temple and took a deep breath, "...Are you going to get to the point where you can't live without me?"

Rong Xiao and Yin Huai's eyes turned to him at the same time, probably because they cared, so neither of them spoke, but the tense atmosphere did not disappear.

At this moment, Yin Huai gave an order to Yun Zi'an, "Yuan, get out."

Yun Zian was taken aback for a moment, but in the next second, his subordinates had already grabbed his shoulders and led him away, "Uncle...you..."

Just before the door closed, Yin Huai's voice came coldly, "Don't worry, he won't be killed."

In the huge empty room, there were only the two of them left. Yin Huai glanced at Rong Xiao, and then walked to the only sofa in the room, but there was a sudden sound, and he just heard some stupid words, whether he didn't sit down.

There was no trace of shame on Rong Xiao's face, and he didn't know why Yin Huai left him alone, to fight again?

The sofa he liked was stained, Yin Huai could only sit on the desk, his long legs wrapped in suit pants overlapped together, holding a cup of extracted coffee in his hand, his voice was cold, "I will leave you alone, not It means that I admit that you are my niece and daughter-in-law."

"I just want to tell you one thing." Yin Huai raised his head and looked at him coldly, "Don't let Yun Zian continue to investigate the cause of his mother's death."

This is simply unbelievable, Rong Xiao couldn't help shouting out, "Why—"

A flash of lightning suddenly illuminated the room like daylight, and the blindfold slipped from between Yin Huai's fingers and fell to the ground. He stared at Rong Xiao coldly, a tearing scar pierced through his left eye, and his gorgeous and unparalleled facial features seemed to have been trapped. Like smashed.

"because……"

"...my left eye is the end."