Leng Sichen stared at Nangonglin silently, wishing to blow that guy's head.

He never thought that Nangonglin would use such a despicable method.

This time he was too careless, and Leng Sichen was very upset.

"Do you think a pillow can let her go with you?" Leng Sichen sneered.

"Then try it! See, is it important for you or this pillow!" Nangonglin provoked confidently.

"Achen! Achen! Don't hurt him, please..."

Xia Yuxun was about to rush to regain the pillow immediately, all the previous fears were forgotten, and now she just wanted to save her "Achen".

Leng Sichen pulled Xia Yuxun, who was walking towards Nan Gonglin, back into his arms, and his slightly trembling tone revealed his nervousness, "Xiaoxun, don't go!"

"No, I want to save Achen!" Xia Yuxun screamed out of control, completely unable to hear what he said.

"Xiao Xun!" Leng Sichen's voice suddenly raised, and after feeling her trembling, he softened his tone helplessly, "Xiao Xun, don't go, okay? Look, I'm here!"

Nangonglin looked at this scene and smiled disdainfully, "Leng Sichen, is this a foul for you? She has the ability to make her own decision."

In fact, Nangong Lin is not worried at all, Xia Yuxun absolutely cannot do without this pillow.

As long as Xia Yuxun insisted, Leng Sichen could not help her.

So, this time, he was determined to win.

Even if the method is not glorious, it doesn't matter, he only wants results.

Listening to Nangonglin's irony, Leng Sichen's back was slightly stiff, but he didn't pay any attention to it. He just stared at Xia Yuxun, trying to stop her, and hoped she could regain her sanity.

"Achen...Achen..." Xia Yuxun couldn't hear Leng Sichen's words at all, and all her thoughts were on the pillow that was "hijacked" by the scar on the opposite side.

That man is terrible, Achen is in his hand, he snatched Achen away, what do they want to do?

Why do you want to take him...

Will they kill Achen? No, no...

"Let go of me! Let me go! I'm going to save Achen! Achen, don't be afraid, don't be afraid..." Xia Yuxun became more and more flustered as she thought about it, and the fear in her heart grew bigger and bigger, and she almost broke down. Si Chen struggled frantically in his arms.

The wound on the shoulder behind Leng Sichen burst open because of Xia Yuxun's pulling, and the sudden surge of severe pain made his face pale as snow.

However, he just frowned slightly, still stubbornly holding Xia Yuxun tightly, his tone was mixed with pleading, "Xiaoxun, wake up, are you awake..."

Xia Yuxun, who was hugged by a man, felt a little uncomfortable.

His scorching breath sprayed on her neck, making her upset. The strong arms around her waist made her confused. The faint **** smell in her nose stimulated her nerves somewhere, too many strange feelings. Intertwined, impacting her fragile nerves, almost driving her to the brink of collapse...

"what--"

Her mind is so messed up, her heart hurts, and her body feels so uncomfortable. She can't stand it, can't stand it!

Xia Yuxun began to struggle more crazily, biting, exhausting all his strength, and subconsciously using all possible means to hurt the man behind her who made her so painful.

"Uh……"

Leng Sichen's complexion got worse and worse, and finally, patience finally reached the limit, turning her body rudely, and shouting, "Xia Yuxun, are you making enough trouble?"