Chapter 297: A moment of Danger, Qin Han Yue rushed back

Chapter 297

Qin Hanyue changed the basin of water, and wiped her legs again, then said to her: “I’m going to take a shower, you sleep first.”

These words were really suggestive.

He was sweating all over, and took the water in.

The small house had a bathroom next door. It was called a bathroom, but really had nothing, just a shower area separated by a wall, without even a door, of course, the door didn't open into the room.

Qiao Ying closed her eyes and listened to Qin Hanyue showering. She cursed under her breath, then went straight to sleep.

Qiao Ying’s bargain wasn’t so easy to take advantage of. The price Qin Hanyue paid for that kiss wasn’t small. Qiao Ying didn’t settle accounts with him at the time, but made him suffer the next day.

Her tone was cold as ten degrees, and her eyes made Qin Hanyue really unable to cope.

Qin Hanyue immediately retreated to his original position - okay, the relationship between the two still stopped above the neck.

At that time, he was also bewitched by beauty, and couldn't restrain himself in the heat of the moment when he first saw Qiao Ying shy.

However, Qiao Ying, who was in an awkward situation at the time, felt more that Qin Hanyue was getting back at her and deliberately trying to tease her.

It embarrassed her.

If Qin Hanyue knew Qiao Ying's inner thoughts, he would definitely take out his lifelong understanding of language and literature to explain to her that he really just wanted to kiss her, not to take revenge or tease her.

When the little boy delivered food during the day, he told Qin Hanyue that it was very chaotic outside. He heard adults say that many people were killed in the neighboring town, and it was also reported in the news. He told Qin Hanyue not to go out.

The little boy was afraid of the coming of the war and told Qin Hanyue to go back to their own country with his wife once she recovered, where it would be safer.

Darkness fell over the slum again.

The little boy squatted outside the little house, eating chocolate cookies bought with the remuneration from Qin Hanyue.

In front of him was the little house with the door closed.

Qin Hanyue took the opportunity of the night to go out and investigate the situation.

He asked the little boy to watch over for him here.

As the little boy was eating, he got bored and stood up to peek at Qiao Ying inside through the door. This Asian man’s wife was the most beautiful and cleanest woman he had ever seen.

He wondered if Asian women were all so fair and beautiful, and whether she could speak Spanish like her husband.

Unfortunately, the lights in the room were off, and he couldn't see anything in the pitch black.

Suddenly, a tall, thin man appeared and called out to the little boy.

The little boy, who was peeking through the door crack, jumped in fright and looked back at the man.

The man was the little boy's uncle.

Speaking in Spanish, he asked what he was doing crouching at the door so late at night.

But the man had nothing to lose and was not afraid at all. He easily tore the little boy off and threw him aside.

The man's wolf-like eyes stared at Qiao Ying as he said unspeakable words, impatiently approaching Qiao Ying.

Under the quilt, Qiao Ying’s hand gripped the short knife Qin Hanyue left for her self-defense. Her eyes were cold.

Just one step away from the bed, as the man was about to pounce on it, Qin Hanyue rushed back.

Before Qiao Ying could make a move, Qin Hanyue kicked the man aside with a side kick, then grabbed the man by the back of his collar, lifted him up, choked his neck, and slammed him against the wall after dragging him away from the bed.

The force was so great that the man was suffocated in one go.

Qin Hanyue threw the man away, took two big steps to the bedside, and anxiously asked, "Are you okay?"

He lifted the quilt and eagerly checked her over.

Qiao Ying made a soft sound, which was her response.

Qin Hanyue went out to investigate the situation. He temporarily did not find any traces of the Shadow, and Qiao Ying's injuries had just begun to heal. As long as they didn't move, they could hide here for a day.

So Qin Hanyue didn't plan to leave, but dealt with the man's corpse instead.

In the slums, no one noticed if a person disappeared or died.

While Qin Hanyue disposed of the corpse, the little boy brought soil to wipe the blood stains off the floor. As he wiped, tears fell from his eyes.

He was probably frightened, and was also crying for his uncle's death, although his uncle was not good to him and was a bad person, he was his only remaining relative.

Although young, having grown up in the slums, he had seen life and death many times, and was not scared silly.

The little boy cleaned the floor spotless, then turned to look at Qiao Ying on the bed, his face completely dirty.

He glanced again at the closed door,

as if to see if Qin Hanyue had returned.

Qiao Ying looked at him and asked in Spanish, "What’s your name?"

The little boy told her.

Qiao Ying didn't say anything else.

Soon, Qin Hanyue came back.

The little boy guiltily told him, "I'm sorry, I didn't protect your wife well. My uncle was a bad person."

Qin Hanyue's expression was blank. Facing the little boy's sincere eyes, after a moment he said reassuringly, "You were very brave."

After the little boy left, Qin Hanyue came to the bedside and looked at Qiao Ying. A surge of fear came over him.

Qiao Ying said flatly, "After we get away safely, send someone to pick up this child."

Qin Hanyue: "Okay, as you say."