Chapter' Sacrifice Linghu Shaofei is indeed a policeman. Her blushing face and her slightly held breath were all seen by him and remembered in his heart. He raised the corner of his mouth faintly, lowered his head, and looked at her

He said hoarsely in his ear: "Hanya, I heard that you have had a crush on me since high school. Is this true?"

Mo Hanya's face turned red to her ears. She shook her head gently and stammered: "No, no, I, I don't have a crush on you."

"Tell me the truth, your expression has already given you away." His hoarse voice seduced her, with the corners of his lips curling up slightly.

At this time, Mo Hanya's face was even redder, like a delicious red fruit that had ripened and fallen off the stem, making people want to take a big bite, "I, I haven't told anyone about this."

When she said this, it seemed that she admitted it.

"Hanya, there is no airtight wall in the world." Linghu Shaofei looked at her red face closely, his voice became hoarse and sultry, he slowly lowered his head and kissed her fair and tender face gently.

Mo Hanya's heart beat faster.

Being so close to him was something she had thought about countless times in her mind. But when something like this actually happened, she couldn't adapt to it for a while. Her heart was pounding and she was too nervous.

Two hands frantically pushed his chest close to her body, "Senior..."

Linghu Shaofei took her rejection as a sign of rejection. He reached into her skirt from above with one hand, grasped her soft body, lifted her beautiful chin with the other hand, lowered his head and kissed her delicate body.

Her red lips were sometimes gentle, sometimes voluptuous, and her tongue traced her perfect lip shape, slowly tempting her to open her mouth, and hooking up her lilac tongue hidden in her red lips to dance together...

Being kissed, touched, and teased so intimately by him who had been secretly in love for so many years, Mo Hanya gradually had the illusion of being paralyzed into water. Her face and eyes were all covered with a blurred color, "Senior...

You, how did you know that I had a crush on you? Who told... you? "

Linghu Shaofei kissed her beautiful neck, "Actually, I guessed that you have a crush on me." After speaking extremely hoarsely, one hand slowly moved down along her graceful figure.

He wandered and reached into her skirt, "Hanya, I want you..."

"Uh 7e" When he touched her sensitive area, Mo Hanya shuddered in horror. The scene of being raped by that mysterious man for three nights suddenly appeared in her mind. Her heart was panicked, confused, and anxious.

, one after another.

"Uh, Senior 7e, don't be like this..." She suddenly pushed him away hard, lowering her head slightly, not daring to look at his handsome face. "I should go." She said in a panic and stood up immediately.

, walked out of the private room quickly.

Linghu Shaofei did not chase her out, but looked at her hurriedly leaving figure. The corners of her resolute mouth slowly raised, and her smile was a little sweet and a little mysterious.

…

After coming out of the teahouse, Mo Hanya did not take a taxi back as usual.

She was walking aimlessly along the street, perhaps because she was feeling depressed. There were three cars following her not too far or too close behind her. Among them, the black Ferrari was following at the front.

Noticed.

She walked to a very secluded riverside road, but the scenery was particularly beautiful. She slowly stopped and stood by the railing, looking at the calm and calm river on the surface, and occasionally being stirred by the breeze.

Long hair slightly tousled.

Behind her, there are green and soft willow branches, which complement her inky hair and are blowing in the breeze. From a distance, it looks like an elegant and unique watercolor painting, which makes people feel relaxed and happy.

The three cars following her were parked nearby. The black Ferrari was the closest to her. The man wearing sunglasses sitting in the back seat of the car could have a panoramic view of her beautiful figure.

After a while, Xiao Wu, the personal bodyguard sitting in the passenger seat, quietly answered a phone call. After hanging up the phone, he turned to look at the mysterious, solemn and noble man in the back seat of the car, "Sir, I've found out. I'll meet you at the teahouse."

That person is Linghu Shaofei, the captain of the criminal police team."

After hearing this, Dongfang Mi didn't say anything. He wore sunglasses that made his handsome and noble face even more handsome. He also had no expression, as if he had guessed it a long time ago.

He looked at her silently through the car window, suddenly wondering what she would be thinking at this time.

After thinking about it, he took off the sunglasses on his face, opened the door slowly and got out of the car alone, waved his hand slightly to signal the bodyguard not to follow him, put his hands in his pockets, and walked gently towards her.

Mo Hanya was still immersed in her own worries and didn't realize that there was an impeccable man walking towards her, nor did she realize that behind a willow tree not far away, there was a man wearing a peaked cap hiding.

A mysterious man wearing sunglasses and holding a pistol in his hand.

Dongfang Fan's alertness was absolutely unparalleled. His sharp eyes caught sight of a pistol that was slowly raised toward her. His heart suddenly tightened with shock, and he immediately ran toward her as fast as lightning...

‘Bang’

The moment the gun rang out, he hugged her and fell heavily to the ground with her. Enduring the pain, he raised his head and looked at the mysterious man.

The mysterious man fired the gun and immediately turned around and ran away. He could only see his back.

Judging from the back view, he was sure that the mysterious person who fired the gun was a woman.

This happened so suddenly. It took several seconds for Mo Hanya to react. She opened her beautiful eyes with tears in her eyes and looked at the man who was shot in the shoulder in disbelief to protect herself, "Simon?"

Hearing the sound of gunshots, the six bodyguards in the three cars quickly got out of the car, picked up their pistols skillfully and professionally, and ran towards them with worried and vigilant expressions.

Even though she was shot, Dongfang Mi was still very conscious. She turned around and shook her head at the six bodyguards who ran up, indicating that they didn't need to run over. Then she looked at her who was pressed under him and asked worriedly: "Hanya, are you

Are you okay?"

Hearing him ask this question and seeing his shoulder that was bleeding a lot after being shot, Mo Hanya burst into tears, with tears all over her face. She choked up and said, "I'm fine. It's you who's in trouble. You

He was shot, go to the hospital quickly..."

Dongfang Mi looked at his bleeding wound, looked at her tear-filled face up close, and raised his lips disapprovingly, "Don't worry, you won't die if you don't hit the heart."

"Woo, what are you talking about? Woo, you're still bleeding." Mo Hanya became even more worried, crying sadly and anxiously, while carefully lifting him up and walking towards the road where the car was parked.

"I went out to do something today, and I didn't expect to meet you here." Dongfang Mi frowned slightly, endured the pain, and said to her with a faint smile, "What were you thinking just now? Someone wants to kill you, you

Didn’t you even notice?”

"Simon, please stop talking." She was worried that his words would hurt his wound. "I will tell you after I go to the hospital and take out the bullet."

"I can't go to the hospital." Dongfang Mi frowned in embarrassment.

Hearing this, Mo Hanya knew why he said that. He was from the mysterious owner of the village. He was shot and went to the hospital. He would probably be found out by the police.

"If you don't go to the hospital, then where are you going to treat your wounds?" Her face was full of worry, and the tears in her eyes had never stopped.

Dongfang was fascinated but smiled silently. He covered the wound with one hand and pulled her to a car with the other. He opened the back seat door and let her sit in. Then he closed the door for her and said seriously to a bodyguard in the driver's seat.

: "Send her home safely."

"Yes." The bodyguard nodded respectfully and immediately started the engine.

Mo Hanya couldn't understand, and looked at him with tearful eyes through the car window, "Simon, why don't you get in the car?" At this time, she was really worried about him, wanted to be with him, and wanted to see the doctor.

Take care of the wound on his shoulder.

Dongfang Mi didn't answer. He stood outside the car and waved his hand towards her. After the car drove her away, he turned around and got into the black Ferrari.

After he got into the car, Xiaowu immediately started the car and drove quickly in the other direction.

…

It was almost evening when Mo Hanya returned home.

Before she could get over the thrilling incident, she was thinking worriedly about Dongfang Mi's shoulder that had been shot, so she wore a white dress stained with blood and returned home in panic.

Mother Mo came out of the kitchen to bring food. Seeing her appearance at this time, she looked shocked, "Hanya, what's wrong with you?"

She didn't answer, just shook her head, walked quickly to her bedroom, took out her key and quickly opened the door.

At this time, the two brothers with hoarse voices were sleeping on her bed. When they heard her opening the door and walking in, then quickly closing the door, they both woke up with high alertness and stood up quickly.

"Old woman, you want to die..."

"Ugly, I..."

The two brothers wanted to scold her bloody and give her a good look, but when they saw a large amount of blood on her body, those vicious words were instantly choked back into their stomachs, and they all used

He looked at her with worried and nervous eyes.

"Hanya, what's wrong? What happened?" Dongfang Yu was the first to ask nervously.

"..." Mo Hanya's expression was a little dull, as if she was still in shock.

"Hey, what are you talking about?" Dongfang Wang couldn't wait any longer. He stepped forward and carefully checked her body while asking anxiously, "Where did the blood on her body come from? Are there any injuries?"

"I...was not hurt." She shook her head with tears in her eyes, looked at Dongfang Yu, then looked at him, "Someone wants to kill me."

Who will be the person who wants to kill her?

The two brothers concluded that this incident must have been arranged by their father, Dongfang Mi.

Thinking of this, the two brothers' faces turned extremely ugly, full of anger and hatred.

"From now on, you can't leave us even a step. No matter who you want to see, you have to take us with you." Dongfang Yu walked quickly to her, held her shoulders, and said sternly.

"have you understood?"

"Yeah." She nodded stupidly.

At some point, Dongfang Wang had taken off her skirt and took a closer look at her graceful body that was indeed uninjured. He pointed at the blood stains on the skirt, furrowed his handsome eyebrows and asked in confusion: "Hanya,

You are not injured, so where did this blood come from?"

Seeing the bright red blood on the skirt, Mo Hanya thought again of the scene when Dongfang Mi pounced on her and blocked the gun for her. Her heart was churning and moved, and she said with wet eyes: "This is Simon's blood. It's Simon's blood."

He saved me."

The two brothers were confused, looked at each other, and asked in unison: "Who is Simon?"

"He is...he is..." She didn't know whether to tell them the truth.
To be continued...