Ch 99

Ji Fanling: "Fuck you."

　　The man's eyes flashed with a fierce look, and he said, "Why, you can play with him, but you can't play with me?"

　　He raised his legs and wanted to enter the house. Ji Fanling saw this and suddenly ‌Closing the door, the man blocked the door panel with his backhand. Ji Fanling raised his foot and kicked it in the middle of the door panel.

　　With a "boom" sound, Ji Fanling's legs were still stronger than his arms.

　　The door panel slammed back, and the man's hand was caught in the crack of the door. He screamed in pain, slammed the door open angrily, and strode forward: "Fuck! It's not over, you little bitch... ..."

　　"What? It hurts?"

　　Ji Fanling stood on the bed and said coldly: "Compared with the pepper, which one hurts more?"

　　When he knocked on the door, he was so hot that he lost his mind. At this time, after the anger was extinguished, a dark malice surged up.

　　"Don't be too owed..." The man smiled and licked his lips, "You provoked me first."

　　Ji Fanling: "I've never heard of such ridiculous fart."

　　The man rushed to catch her. The place was narrow, and Ji Fanling didn't have much room to dodge. After several pulls, Ji Fanling was quickly pushed down by the man.

　　The man didn't notice what she was doing with her other hand, and suddenly felt cold liquid pouring on his head and body.

　　The liquid flowed into his eyes pungently, and a strong smell of alcohol rushed into his nose.

　　The man had no choice but to let go of her temporarily and wiped his eyes with his sleeve: "Fuck! What the hell."

　　Ji Fanling's eyes were cold and he threw away the empty bottle.

　　She emptied a whole bottle of medical alcohol used to disinfect Fu Yingcheng. Because the man was just above her, some alcohol inevitably spilled on herself.

　　The cold liquid dripped down her cheeks, and the girl's expression remained unchanged: "Don't you want to play? I'll show you something nice."

　　She took out a lighter from her pocket.

　　The man reluctantly opened his irritated red and swollen eyes, and his eyes changed from desire to panic in an instant: "What do you want to do?"

　　There was a snap, and the flames jumped up, reflecting in the girl's bright pupils.

　　She actually smiled a little: "Would you like to try it and see who gets burned to death first?"

　　The man was obviously calmed down, as if he didn't expect her to be so crazy, but he soon became cowardly because of his own mistakes. He became angry from embarrassment, and said in a high-pitched voice: "Hehe, hehe, am I still afraid of you? You will get angry if you have the guts..."

　　Suddenly, footsteps approached quickly from behind.

　　The cold, humid air outside was rolled up by the hem of his clothes. A tall black figure strode from behind Ji Fanling in front of her.

　　A slender hand, from top to bottom, went straight towards the flames.

　　Ji Fanling was startled. Afraid of burning him, he let go of his hand and the lighter was caught in his palm.

　　The flames went out, and the light in Fu Yingcheng's eyes completely turned cold.

　　The man was still shouting, "Little bitch, you think just calling him back..." Fu Yingcheng's eyes were cold and he punched him in the face.

　　The man's head instantly fell back, and Fu Yingcheng dragged him back by the collar, followed by a harder and faster punch!

　　There was a muffled sound, and the back of the man's head hit the wall firmly, and he slid to the ground, instantly muted.

　　Fu Yingcheng glanced back at Ji Fanling.

　　Ji Fanling touched his eyes and shrank her neck.

　　Why is this so fierce?

　　Fu Yingcheng grabbed Ji Fanling's arm and pulled her out of the room. He wiped her face hard with his palm, wiping out the alcohol on his hands: "Fire is fun? Or is seeking death fun?"

　　"Do you think I am? Silly? I know it well."

　　The girl looked up and stared at him, with blood mixed with alcohol on her face: "I'm not seeking death, so I'm just trying to scare him."

　　"How dare you?

　　" Trembling in the darkness, as if he was extremely angry, his voice was cold: "Yes, what are you afraid of? You have died once, and death means nothing to you."

　　This look in his eyes.

　　Ji Fanling vaguely remembered that the boy stared at her with the same eyes as when she refused to go to the hospital after being injured.

　　A look that makes people feel guilty and guilty.

　　It seemed that the person she wanted to burn to death just now was Fu Yingcheng.

　　Ji Fanling blinked slowly: "...Is your hand okay?"

　　Fu Yingcheng punched her, and the wound she had worked so hard to bandage at night completely split open again.

　　As he spoke, blood dripped down his fingers.

　　Fu Yingcheng ignored her change of topic and didn't want to talk to her anymore. He grabbed her arm and walked away with the same strength as when he dragged her to treat the wound.

　　Ji Fanling was worried about his hand injury, so she had to stumble to follow him. He saw Lu Yan standing blankly in the corridor and called her "Fan Ling". The girl from the couple in Room 1 was standing at the entrance, holding an explosive in her hand. Chicken takeout box, looking at them with raised eyebrows.

　　Fu Yingcheng didn't look at anyone, his face was frighteningly dark. Pull her all the way out the door and into the elevator.

　　After entering the elevator, Ji Fanling came back to his senses: "No, where are you taking me to?"

　　Fu Yingcheng kept holding her arm, as if he never planned to let go, and said coldly: "My home."

　　"Ha . ?" Ji Fanling struggled to break away, "Fu Yingcheng! Why are you going to your house?"

　　" Why 　　not

　　?"

He spoke and glanced at her.

　　A deep, yet brief glance.

　　Ji Fanling was a little afraid to look at him, so she avoided his eyes and handed him the phone: "Yours."

　　Fu Yingcheng changed the phone back and sent a message to Master Chen to pick him up downstairs.

　　The elevator door opened, and Fu Yingcheng pulled Ji Fanling out of the corridor, but Ji Fanling refused to go any further: "Fu Yingcheng, I won't go to your house."

　　"Is that how you like living here?"