C4 How Should I Kill Her

"Hmm?"

Mi Su subconsciously replied when she heard someone calling her. However, when that lazy and soft tone fell into the ears of others, their hearts felt numb and itchy.

The man's probing gaze fell on her face.

Not bad.

Pure and good-looking.

What mattered was that he liked her voice.

Although...

He was often unable to control himself because of her low voice, but this did not deny his liking for Mi Su's voice.

To Rong Jinchu, her voice had a strange magic that could make his irritable mood become peaceful and quiet.

Her voice, too, made it easy for him to react.

This was something that Rong Jinchu hated.

He was used to strategizing, hating the feeling of being pinned down.

All his enemies over the years had basically been taken care of by him one after another, so the little woman in front of him who had affected his sleep for 20 years, should he let her live a life worse than death, or a life worse than death?

Mi Su raised her head and looked up at the man in front of her.

Yes.

It looked even better.

Mi Su had a smile on her face as she held her chin with both hands and looked at Rong Jinchu in a daze.

She must have been suffering from endocrine disorder and physical needs lately, leading to hallucinations.

Linfeng looked at Rong Jinchu in surprise. Seeing that he did not intend to knock him out immediately and throw him into the sea to feed the fish, Linfeng pulled a chair and wiped it repeatedly with a paper towel. After making sure there was no dust, he pushed Rong Jinchu behind him.

Rong Jinchu looked at Mi Su but did not move his eyes away. He slowly and gracefully sat down.

He reached out and pinched Mi Su's round chin with his bony fingers.

It felt good.

The sudden chill cleared Mi Su's mind.

Rong Jinchu noticed that there was still half of the beer that he had not finished and pushed it in front of Mi Su. He lowered his voice and said in a magnetic and bewitching manner, "Continue."

Mi Su stared blankly. That bit of sobriety just now had completely disappeared. Under the temptation of beauty, she picked up the beer that she had not finished and once again drank until she was delirious.

Seeing that she was obedient, Rong Jinchu's lips curled into a faint smile. "Does it taste good?"

Mi Su frowned, "Doesn't beer always taste like this? Do we still have to distinguish whether it tastes good or not?"

The smile on Rong Jinchu's face widened as he caressed her smooth and tender skin with his fingers.

Is a woman's face so comfortable to touch?

Lin Feng looked at Rong Jinchu and was shocked by his good temper. He had an unbelievable thought and subconsciously blurted out, "Young Master Rong has taken a fancy to her?"

"Just barely."

"You're not going to deal with him?"

Rong Jinchu got up from his seat and bowed towards Mi Su. He looked down at her from above and spoke in a tone that made one's hair stand on end, "I was just thinking that I should think of a way for her to live a life worse than death."

Lin Feng:... ""

He knew that Young Master Rong, as an old virgin who had not been with women for thirty years, had no pity for women.

Of course, as an old virgin, he was not handsome either.

Rong Jinchu wanted to pull back the fingers that fell on Mi Su's face, but he also missed the smooth and warm feeling on his fingertips, so he maintained his previous posture.

He turned his head and looked at Feng Linfeng. His light brown pupils shone with a deep luster.

The smile at the corner of his mouth was sinister and dangerous. "Tell me, how should I kill her?"

... ""

Bang!

Xia Anan, who was lying on the table, slammed the table and shouted hoarsely, "Charge!"

"Brothers, kill him!"