"Don't be so cold and ruthless." Steven smiled locally, "Anyway, you're awake, so don't sleep, drink and chat together."

When Yun heard his words, he covered his face.

Still want to chat?

Is his head rusted?

Now that I guess I have killed him, he still dares to come to him without any wits.

Fu Juncheng had a cold face, too lazy to talk nonsense to him, reached out to grab his collar, picked him up, and threw him out of the car.

He glanced at Steven's two entourages and warned, "If you don't want your count to go back, just take him away."

The two followers shivered and hurriedly grabbed Steven's arm left and right.

"Earl, let's go back first."

"Yes, count, the rain is getting heavier and heavier. The weather forecast says there will be a typhoon these two days. I'd better drink this wine another day. Let's go back to the car first."

The two of them persuaded them with great sincerity, but they couldn't resist Steven but couldn't listen.

He was so rebellious that the more he refused to do something, the more he had to do it, especially when it came to opposition to Fu Juncheng.

The old Count was often angry with him.

Steven leaned his neck and said tough, "Fu Juncheng, I have to drink this wine here today."

Standing on the steps, Fu Juncheng looked at him coldly and closed the door without saying a word.

"Bang--"

Caught off guard, Steven's nose hit the car door, causing him to burst into tears.

He covered his nose and pulled up his voice and shouted, "Bloody, my nose is bleeding, Fu Juncheng, you compensate me for my nose."

Yun was looking at his clean hands and his lips twitched.

Even if it was dark at night, he couldn't tell lies with his eyes open.

This is still thunder, and you are not afraid of being struck.

He advised earnestly, "Earl Steven, you should go back early to rest. My master hasn't had much rest these days. It's rare to sleep for a while. You'd better not disturb him."

Steven rolled his eyes and put down his hands covering his nose, "You didn't see how he treated me just now. I saw that my nose was red."

Yun Zheng glanced at his red nose and smiled at the corner of his mouth.

"Earl Steven, my master is angry. You really annoyed him, it will definitely not do you."

It would be fine if I didn't persuade me, but I just took a picture of the horse's hooves.

Steven suddenly became angry, raised his head and chest out, looking like he was injected with chicken blood, "What, threatened me, I will tell you, what I am most afraid of is threats. Can Fu Juncheng kill me?"

Yun Zheng, “…”

This is not impossible either.

At this moment, inside the car.

Fu Juncheng returned to the bed, and Gu Qingning, who put on his headphones, then fell asleep.

He pulled the quilt and was about to cover it when the knock on the door sounded again outside.

"Fu Juncheng, Fu Juncheng..."

Steven's voice was heard in, and Gu Qingning was still affected while wearing headphones.

She frowned and hid in the quilt.

Fu Juncheng picked up his cell phone and sent a message to Yun Zheng directly.

After sending the message, he threw his cell phone on the bedside table and grabbed the people beside him into his arms.

Seeing the message he sent, Yun Zheng's eyes flashed.

This is what I mean, he just did things as he told me.

He silently put away his cell phone and looked at Steven calmly.

While he was not prepared, he suddenly took action and slashed his neck with a knife.

Steven glanced at Yun Zheng in his eyes, and his facial features were distorted, "You..."

Before he could say anything, he fainted after a pain in the back of his neck.

The two followers were startled and quickly reached out to support Steven, "Earl."

?          ?Good night, momo

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Chapter completed!