C197 You must be all right (2/2)

Then, she gently hooked Song Jiayin's chin with her finger, playfully looking at her exquisite face as she quietly said, ”Jiayin, no rush, let's slowly play.”

With that, she stroked the excess black hair on Song Jiayin's face back to her ears with a smile.

Gong Yichen continued to knock on the door and shouted: ”Jia Yin, Song Jiayin, you must wait for me, I'll be back soon.”

There were many times when Gong Yichen did not knock the door open. Seeing that the door was not shut tightly like before, but instead seemed to be slightly shaken, Gong Yichen took a few steps back, and then once again, used all his strength to smash into the door.

However, the door was still shaking slightly, Gong Yichen leaned on the door, looking flustered and exasperated, he had almost used up all of his strength just now.

His eyes were slightly red. He clenched his hand into a fist and punched the door hard, as if he hated himself for not coming earlier to stop this from happening. Not long later, his hands turned completely red.

Song Jiayin's figure and his smug smile appeared in Gong Yichen's mind once again. He gritted his teeth and muttered to himself, ”Wu Zihao, I definitely won't let you succeed. If you can't, then I'll keep on crashing.

Just as he finished speaking, Gong Yichen sucked in a deep breath and retreated to the back.

He rubbed the spot where he had been hit, ready to hit it. Once again, he crashed into the door.

This time, Gong Yichen finally slammed the door open, only that his arm was already completely red, but he couldn't care about that much, he could only care about Song Jiayin's safety.

When the door opened, Gong Yichen noticed the bed. On top of that, Wu Zihao's body was lying on top of Song Jiayin's body, while Song Jiayin's eyes were tightly shut, as if he was in deep sleep.

Gong Yichen guessed that Song Jiayin would not be with Wu Zihao, it must be because Jing Junling and Wu Zihao had colluded with each other to give Song Jiayin some improper means, which was why she was currently sleeping here.

Gong Yichen glared fiercely at Wu Zihao as he walked in from outside. He was still clenching his teeth and said: ”Wu Zihao, you are simply an animal, if you have the ability come at me, what are you doing to Song Jiayin?”

After hearing the voice, Wu Zihao shifted his gaze onto Gong Yichen, and immediately got off the bed. Up and down.

Seeing Gong Yichen's current state, he was actually a little nervous in his heart, because, after all, Gong Yichen was his own uncle, and he himself knew what kind of person Gong Yichen was.

At this time, the smell of gunpowder in the room was getting thicker and thicker. Gong Yichen looked very terrifying when he looked at Wu Zihao, as if he was going to put this man in front of him to death in the next moment.

Gong Yichen coldly glared at Wu Zihao as he rushed to his side. It seemed like he had returned in time, and Song Jiayin had only taken off a few of her outer clothes, they had not been tainted by Wu Zihao.