Chapter 392: The Underworld is Not as Scary as You Think!
"You...what's wrong with you?" Shen Yifan looked at Tong Sheng and was speechless.
Tong Sheng stood up and walked over, with a very calm face: "I know Yifan you don't like him, but you don't want your hands to be stained with blood, so I'm the only one here!"
Shen Yifan looked at the man on the ground. His blood spread silently on the floor, making the room, which was already filled with the smell of blood, even more eerie and strange.
"Why don't we deal with it quickly?" Tong Sheng said to the attendants who were standing around him. Several of the attendants quickly took body bags from unknown places and handled them skillfully and silently.
Shen Yifan's whole body felt cold and his face turned gray. Even though he was mentally prepared, he still couldn't help but feel terrified when he really faced such death.
"Yifan, what's wrong with you? Why are your hands so cold? Are you feeling uncomfortable? I'll help you upstairs to have a rest!" Tong Sheng came over and took Shen Yifan's hand. His sweaty palms betrayed him. In his heart, he is afraid?
He is so afraid of blood and death, it seems that he will have to bear more of it in the future.
Tong Sheng took Shen Yifan, who was a little lost, to an independent VIP lounge upstairs.
"You are more cruel than I thought!" Shen Yifan said as soon as he entered the door.
"You are more fragile than I thought!" Tong Sheng said, putting his hand on Shen Yifan's shoulder, looking softly at this man who made her confused and fascinated.
Shen Yifan glanced at Tong Sheng coldly, stroked his hand off his shoulder, and walked inside.
"When will you be able to investigate the murderer of grandpa?" Shen Yifan took off his coat and threw it on the sofa.
What happened today was really hard for me to accept for a while, and there was already a thin layer of sweat on my back. Tong Sheng was right, she was really too fragile.
Tong Sheng wrapped around him from behind, wrapped her arms tightly around his waist, and said in a soft voice: "Yi Fan, I think we can't think about how to find the murderer of grandpa now. We should think about how to stabilize the situation. You should come out, Yi Fan, the underworld is not as scary as you think!"
Shen Yifan coldly pulled Tong Sheng's hand away, but Tong Sheng locked his fingers tightly. No matter how hard Shen Yifan tried, he stubbornly refused to let go: "Yifan, come out, I will help you!"
Shen Yifan did not continue to insist on breaking free from Tong Sheng's imprisonment. He was right, he should come out of the protected castle.
Moreover, Tong Sheng is indeed the only person who can help him at the moment.
Tong Sheng's body became soft, sticking to Shen Yifan's body and twisting and rubbing constantly, "Yifan, do you know how long I have been waiting for this day?"
Shen Yifan's body felt confused for a short time. He didn't know where he was or what he was doing!
Tong Sheng's hands became bolder, rubbing back and forth on Shen Yifan's strong abdominal muscles and chest muscles. The tight feeling made Tong Sheng close her eyes and tremble slightly: "Yifan, you are more beautiful than before. Feeling...sexy!"
However, Shen Yifan's face darkened and he said coldly: "Let go!"
"I don't! Yifan, have you forgotten the beauty of us being together? Yifan..." Tong Sheng clasped her hands tighter and used her body to tease Shen Yifan's body more seductively.