"Who told you to touch her?" A few words rolled out from his throat, and Tang Xing's eyes were dark.

"What are you talking about?" Yan Yaxi tried to pretend to be stupid, but Tang Xingbai obviously didn't give him this opportunity.

His face was vicious, his black eyes were deep and cold, and he climbed and lurked like a poisonous snake: "Yasi, you are wrong."

"Do you know where you are wrong?" He murmured softly, his eyes as if they were passing through Yan Yaxi.

"Xingbai, what's wrong with you?" Yan Yaxi realized something was wrong at this time. She was very scared and supported the ground with her hands and kept retreating.

Until her back was pressed against the wall, Tang Xingbai also half-squatted beside her.

He gently held Yan Yaxi's hand and stroked it, and a chuckled a slight corner of his mouth.

Yan Yaxi had no time to react, and she had goose bumps on her arms and was about to retreat.

Immediately afterwards, Tang Xingbai pressed her hand toughly and pressed towards the pile of broken glass residue.

"Ah--" A heart-wrenching cry of pain came out from Yan Yaxi's mouth. She trembled in fear: "Xingbai, Xingbai, what's wrong with you?"

She cried loudly and stepped back.

"Didn't I just say it? You did something wrong, baby." Tang Xingbai chuckled, indifferent to the bloody scene in front of him, and a trace of interest seemed to flash in his eyes.

"I don't, I don't!" Yan Yaxi was about to collapse. She didn't know why Tang Xingbai became like this. Was it just because she spread rumors about Yan Su on the Internet?

"The lying child is not a good child." Tang Xingbai turned around suddenly, sat back on the sofa, and changed into a wine glass to hold it.

He took a sip of red wine, and the scarlet liquid in the cup swayed, just like Tang Xingbai's bright red lips at this time. His brows were gently frowning, his eyes were deep, and he stared at Yan Yaxi.

"I didn't touch her, why are you?" It seems that the person he was talking about was self-evident now.

"I just gave him a little lesson. I didn't think about it. Xingbai, I feel so painful!"

Seeing the man sitting in front of her was indifferent, she began to slap the door. After finding that there was no effect, Yan Yaxi came back and lay at Tang Xingbai's feet and cried.

"Oh? Is it true? Did I allow you to touch her?" Tang Xingbai said casually, and the tip of his leather shoes gently lifted Yan Yaxi's chin, forcing her to raise her head.

"But, but..." Yan Yaxi opened her mouth and wanted to say something, but Tang Xingbai didn't give her a chance to explain, kicked her away, with annoyance between her eyebrows.

"I can't spare you when I touch her next time!" Tang Xingbai spoke sinisterly.

"Xingbai, can't you forget her?" Yan Yaxi suddenly asked with a bold heart? Otherwise, why would he come to find her when something happened to Yan Su?

Tang Xingbai's body was slightly stiff, his long eyelashes covered his expression in his eyes, and he became silent.

In Yan Yaxi's opinion, it is undoubtedly a default.

The pain of the glass fragments piercing into the palm of her palm was not as strong as the pain in her heart at this moment.

Even though her fingers connected to her heart, she felt that her heart had broken a big hole.

Tang Xingbai suddenly turned his eyes, and the usual gentle smile on his restrained face looked at her expressionlessly: "What does it have to do with you?"
Chapter completed!