C1190 Your Blood Is so Sweet

A fork flew over and knocked away the chopsticks in her hand.

Wen Yin jumped in fright. The egg yolk tofu that was still steaming hot rolled along the table towards her clothes, "Young Master Ike?"

She bit her lips with a wronged look on her face.

"You want him dead?"

This was the first time Chi Ye opened his mouth to talk to her. His tone was as cold as the wind sweeping over her face