[R18] Quickly wear it【Pillow jade and taste vermilion】 – Chapter 28 of “Quickly Traveling [Pillow on Jade and Taste Vermilion]” [English]

There is a bright moon in my heart【Twenty-eight】

Qu Yanfei noticed something unusual about he, and turned around if he felt something strange, and met Li Xin’s gaze:

“Hi, little sister,”

he grinned, with deep dimples,

“Miss me?”

Perhaps his expression was too bright. For a moment, Li Xin thought that they were not in a remote abandoned factory at all, but on an outing in the wild.

But the man who was tied up quickly brought her back to her senses.

She frowned:

“What’s going on? Who is he?”

Qu Yanfei waved to her and motioned for her to come to him.

Li Xin had doubts in her heart. Although she was wary, she still slowly approached.

As she got closer, she saw clearly that what Qu Yanfei had been writing on the ground was not a secret word or code, but an ugly, round… turtle.

If Qu Yanfei hadn’t drawn a few perfunctory patterns, she might not have recognized it as a turtle.

Li Xin: “…”

Li Xin: “Is this what you want to show me?”

Thanks to her being so cautious before, and the surrounding atmosphere being so gloomy, now that she saw this ugly turtle, she didn’t know whether to cry or laugh.

Qu Yanfei held his chin in worry:

“I’ve always thought that I’m pretty capable and can do everything, but I’m not very good at painting. It’s such a pity.”

Li Xin rolled her eyes:

“Judging from your masterpiece, you don’t have the talent, so give up.”

It was the first time she saw a turtle painted and she was so embarrassed that even her relatives would not recognize her.

The two of them chatted as if there was no one around, which made the man in the seat even more flustered. It was obviously a cool September, but he had big beads of sweat rolling down his head.

Qu Yanfei stood up and crushed the dust on the ground with his soles, covering the little turtle.

“Although I can’t draw,”

He pulled up the brim of his hat, leaned over and looked at the man’s pupils that shrank due to fear, and raised the corners of his lips with interest.

“But I’d be a great tattoo artist.”

Li Xin was stunned, not understanding the meaning of he’s words.

But the tied man suddenly understood. His chest began to rise and fall violently, and he shook his head crazily. His eyes were filled with panic and begging.

Qu Yanfei picked up the ice pick and pointed the sharp blade at the man’s chest:

“What kind of patterns do you like?”

The sharp tip pierced the man’s coat, pierced the epidermal skin, and released thin drops of blood.

Li Xin’s breathing was slightly stagnant, and she took He’s hand:

“What are you doing?”

She looked at him uneasily, unable to understand his behavior at all.

Qu Yanfei tilted his head, a strand of broken hair at the corner of his forehead half covered his glass-like eyes, casting a deep shadow over them:

“I’m killing someone, little sister.”

He smiled simply and innocently, as if killing someone was an ordinary thing for him.

Li Xin’s eyes widened.

Just when she was in a daze, Qu Yanfei had already pulled down her hand and strangled the man’s throat:

“I said, you underestimate me.”

He’s fingertips slid across the man’s neck, pressing the slightly swollen veins,

“Do you still remember what you taught me?”

He raised his hand, and under the man’s desperate gaze, he mercilessly penetrated the weakest piece of skin.

Li Xin couldn’t stop him, so he took two steps back and covered his lips.

“The winner is the king and the loser is the bandit. The loser should die.”

A smile broke out at the corner of his mouth, and he pulled out the ice pick fiercely. The blood spurted out and splashed all over the ground, the wall, and his cheek.

Li Xin witnessed all this.

In the dim light, Qu Yanfei turned around, and blood dripped down his palm, gathering into a thin line of blood.

he the joy of laughter:

“Look, I avenged you.”