The fake daughter quit and got married to the boss

Chapter 136 Are you hurt, baby?

"Why are you so fierce? I just couldn't control myself!"

Song Sichen rubbed his brows and said, "You seem quite proud of bombing three bases of Qiu Zhang."

Guan Yanyan said innocently, "Isn't it because the eldest young master of the Song family is here?"

No matter how Qiu Zhang roared, how could he know that she was hiding in a medical family.

Just when Song Sichen was helpless, Guan Yanyan suddenly moved her face close to him, with her cherry lips just inches away from the corner of his lips.

Her lips are full and pink, and her eyes are clear and soft.

Song Sichen's Adam's apple rolled and his eyes became hot.

"You..." Stop it.

Guan Yanyan stuck out her tongue at him, a silver light flashing in her mouth, and the sharp blade of the blade scraped across his lower lip.

Blood drops flowed out from the thin lips one after another, the lower jaw was cold and white, drop by drop... there was a kind of bloody beauty.

At least that's what Guan Yanyan thought.

She curled her lips at him: "I heard that you were looking for a woman while I was away."

Song Sichen's throbbing heart suddenly stopped.

He rubbed his red ears and tried to cover up his embarrassment by shouting loudly: "Guan Yanyan, you put a razor blade in your mouth again!"

How can we kiss after this?

Guan Yanyan said: "Don't even think about kissing me in this life."

Song Sichen panicked and thought carefully about when he had ever had contact with a woman.

"No, the woman from the day before yesterday and I were just discussing cooperation in buying medicinal herbs. She could be my mother at that age."

Guan Yanyan drew out the dagger, a cold light flashed, "Who knows if you have a special hobby? As a family of medicine, how could you be short of medicinal materials?"

Song Sichen took a step back, "That's poison, poison. The people I brought with me can fight poison with poison."

Guan Yanyan put away the dagger, put her hands on her chin, and made a flower shape, "I'm sorry, Song Sichen, I misunderstood you."

Song Sichen turned around decisively, and his back said, "Don't get close to me."

When the two of them returned, everyone was in the living room.

Nian Mian threw an orange over and said, "Ink!"

Song Sichen took it and smiled apologetically at Tongyu Qiyue, "Sorry, I was busy just now."

Qi Yue raised his eyes and said coldly: "As long as Doctor Song can cure my brother, I will reward him handsomely."

He was wearing a casual black gown, with broad shoulders, a narrow waist, and long legs that were slightly open. Although his temperament was casual, he had an oppressive feeling of a superior that could not be ignored.

Song Sichen became interested, "What's the thank you gift?"

Qi Yue took the blood dew from Tong Yu's hand and said, "It's all yours."

The corners of Fu Zhiyuan's mouth twitched, and even Nian Mian beside him looked unhappy.

At the auction, Qi Yue and Shen Lan raised the price. They only wanted three drops, but they asked for 6 billion.

Only Song Sichen made a prompt decision, "Deal!"

Tong was also upstairs, and several people went upstairs one after another.

Song Sichen's fingers are cold, white and slender. He holds the scalpel all year round. His hands that control life make even peeling an orange a pleasing sight.

Guan Yanyan stretched out her hand.

Song Sichen gave it to her subconsciously.

Thinking of something, he quickly took the orange back.

Liangliang said: "Don't you have hands?"

Guan Yanyan didn't say anything, she bit her lips, her eyes were red.

Song Sichen gave her all the oranges and orange peels.

"Give it to me, give it to me. I'm scared of you."

Interior

Everyone went out, only Song Sichen was left.

He looked at the bulge on the bed and chuckled, "I won't give you a butt shot."

The man on the bed moved a little and continued to cover himself tightly with the quilt.

Song Sichen frowned, walked over and violently pulled back the quilt.

He lowered his eyes in surprise, "You..."

The person on the bed was curled up, with the centipede scars on his face bulging and moving hideously. Even his arms and neck were covered with them, and his skin had turned a terrifying purple-red.

Song Sichen was not afraid and reached out to pull open his eyelids.

The originally clear blue eyes were now bloodshot and filled with pain, as if they would burst in the next second.

Tong also moved his pale lips and said in a trembling voice, "It hurts."

Song Sichen took out a reagent from his pocket and fed it to Tong.

I asked in disbelief: "How old are you this year?"

Tongye's eyelids twitched, and the burning pain in her heart weakened a little, and even her drowsy will became clearer.

He said, "Twenty."

Song Sichen said: "You are a genius."

Under Tong's puzzled gaze, Song Sichen smiled and said, "Don't worry, I will cure you. Please let me take some of your blood for testing."

The needle pierced into Hitomi's arm and drew out blood that was a little dark, even black and red.

Feeling the resistance of the blood, that is, its viscosity, Song Sichen increased his strength.

I sighed secretly in my heart.

He has managed to survive for twenty years without any inhibitory drugs and still has his will and humanity. He is truly a chosen experimental subject.

If he were to be born, he would surely cause competition among various experimental forces, or even be wiped out.

After all, if you can't get this kind of treasure, you have to destroy it.

Tong also lowered his head and saw Song Sichen staring at his arm.

The needle hole there healed almost instantly, without even having time to bleed.

Song Sichen put down a few reagents and said, "Take them if you feel uncomfortable. I'll get you more later. Let me test your blood first."

Then Song Sichen ran away, and he slammed the door loudly.

Otherwise, he was afraid that he would lose control and dissect this person. This was not a genius at all, he was simply a little monster.

Nian Mian was drinking tea downstairs and was surprised by his reaction.

"You find it incredible too, right?"

Song Sichen nodded, "Amazing."

After that, he said to Tong Yu: "Give me a day to test the blood, and then..."

He said seriously: "Don't expose his special physique. Don't go out if you can, especially since you are still living in Country M."

The United States has always been crazy in this regard. If this is discovered, there will be big trouble.

Tong Yu nodded, her eyelashes drooping, "Thank you for the reminder."

She knew since she was a child that Tong Ye was special, so when he disappeared for many years, she didn't dare to call the police, otherwise she was afraid of sending him into another abyss.

This may be the reason why Song Rong secretly kept Tong Ye.

Qi Yue went to discuss something with Fu Zhiyuan. Only Tong Yu, Nian Mian and Guan Yanyan were in the huge living room.

Guan Yanyan was a chatterbox and said to Tong Yu, "You sat on my skirt."

Tong Yu stood up and said, "I'm sorry..."

Guan Yanyan shook her skirt, and several daggers, guns, and even bombs fell out.

She curled her lips at the stunned Tong Yu, "You're not hurt, are you, baby?"

Tong Yu shook her head blankly, thinking that it was no wonder that she chose to use a big skirt.

Nian Mian grabbed a piece of dried pineapple and ate it, "Yan Yan, don't scare the little fish."

In her heart, Tong Yu is a delicate flower that needs to be well protected.

But she never expected that Tong Yu would pull out a bomb from her bag and stare at Guan Yanyan with starry eyes, "Want to change?"

She wants to try the bomb from the outside world.

Guan Yanyan shook her skirt again and handed another bomb to Tong Yu, "This one is for you to play with."

It has less power. If anything else was used, the Qi family’s main building would have collapsed.

"boom!"

"Boom boom boom!"

Qi Yue and Fu Zhiyuan, who were discussing something upstairs, were startled by the explosion.