EBE Chapter 795 The Cage of Innocence 15
Chapter 795 The Cage of Innocence 15
You thought for a moment and added, "Or maybe you're trying to desensitize me based on some preconceived notion, which I don't accept! I don't accept! Did you hear me?! I! Won't! Accept! It! You don't even know how to put yourself in my shoes! If one day I used zs to scare or threaten you, wouldn't you be angry?! Just thinking about it makes me angry! Humph!!! You bastard!!! Just tell me straight, do we have to hurt each other like this!?"
Qin Che looked at the little cat in front of him, who had returned to her usual boisterous and angry self, and pulled her back into his arms: "No."
He rubs his head against yours, like a big cat begging for a pat.
"Hmph!" you retort with your nostrils.
"So, are we still going to play this game?" someone asked, trying to change the subject.
"Hmph! Play! Why not play! I haven't even gotten to the important part yet. I've finally grown up, and to give up halfway like this isn't my style." Although you said this, your body was still too tired to move.
You rested your head on Qin Che's chest, listening to his strong heartbeat, and closed your eyes again: "However, I'm a little tired today, let's continue tomorrow."
"Hmm, go to sleep, you'll feel better when you wake up." Qin Che gently patted your back, resting his chin on the top of your head, unconsciously caressing it.
Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.
When you re-enter the game, you are back in that scene.
Qin Che's gaze remained fixed on your cheek, the trigger hole on his index finger.
Before Qin Che could even hand you the gun, you made your move first.
You open the magazine, and as far as the eye can see, it's completely empty.
"not lying to you."
"Humph......"
Qin Che produced several bullets from some pocket and quickly inserted them into the magazine.
The gun in my hand suddenly felt heavy; I didn't know if it was because a bullet had been loaded or something else.
"Another group of 'stalkers' has followed us. Shall we take them out together?" He skillfully gripped your hand, cocked the gun, and then aimed it at the doorway.
“Perfect, let’s take it out on them.” You and Qin Che exchanged a glance and smiled knowingly.
When you and Qin Che walked out of the old dog's old house, the bloodstains on the gun barrels were washed away by the rain.
"Were those people your enemies here too?" You opened the passenger door and got into Qin Che's classic vintage car.
He opened the driver's side door, glanced at you sitting in the passenger seat, but didn't answer your question.
"A few days ago, I received a phone call. They said someone had bought me a huge insurance policy, and the beneficiary was..."
"Me!" you declared confidently. "What's wrong? What's the problem?"
Qin Che smiled gently: "Thanks to you, we're moving."
"Well, before we move, there's one more important thing to do." You tucked the gun back into your waistband, put one foot on the chair, turned around nimbly, and precisely grabbed Qin Che's chin, kissing him.
Inside the enclosed carriage, you could clearly hear and feel your hearts pounding violently, as if they were about to burst out of your chests at any moment.
Their burning lips intertwined, with the fierce intensity of a battle, their tongues sweeping across every inch of his mouth with an undeniable possessiveness.
As they tossed and turned, their nostrils were filled with the familiar smell of gunpowder and the lingering faint scent of blood.
"After playing this game for so long, I finally got my first kill!"