C198 Song Jiayin saved

Gong Yichen quickly ran over to Song Jiayin's side and saw her lying on the bed. On his face, there was a word 'worry' written on it.

He knelt beside Song Jiayin, and both his hands continuously shook her. He said somewhat anxiously: "Song Jiayin, wake up, are you alright!"

He held Song Jiayin's hands tightly, and his eyes were filled with anger as he looked at Wu Zihao.

He wiped the tears from the corner of his eyes and slowly crawled up to help Song Jiayin cover himself with the blanket.

He turned and glared at Wu Zihao, who unconsciously avoided his gaze.

He said stubbornly, "Song Jiayin isn't yours alone, why are you acting like this?"

He acted like he did not care, but because of this, Gong Yichen was infuriated.

"Bastard, I'll let you see."

Wu Zihao walked angrily towards Wu Zihao, but Wu Zihao intentionally avoided him; the two of them were in the room chasing each other.

Wu Zihao had never admitted defeat, he pointed at Gong Yichen and scolded him while gasping for breath: "What are you doing, is it interesting?"

Gong Yichen kept quiet and chased after him.

Wu Zihao even cried out loudly: "Help, Jing Junling!"

However, Jing Junling was still lying on the ground in a daze.

Finally, Wu Zihao sat on the ground exhausted. Gong Yichen quickly ran over and grabbed his neck.

Wu Zihao tried his best to push his hand away, and his voice choked: "Let go of me, someone will die this way."

No matter how he yelled, Gong Yichen did not seem to want to let go of his hand.

"Who told you to touch my woman? Do you want to die?"

Gong Yichen shouted to Wu Zihao, the veins on his neck popping out, he gritted his teeth, filled with anger.

"Let go of my hand. Everything is fine."

Wu Zihao tried to get rid of his demonic claws, but to no avail. The current Gong Yichen was extremely furious, to say nothing of the fact that he had almost touched the woman he loved.

The two of them had been in a deadlock the entire time, neither giving in to the other.

He did not expect that Wu Zihao would still be so stubborn, and shouted at Gong Yichen: "Let go of me, do you hear me? Or else she will not be able to escape so easily next time."

He even revealed a perverted expression. It was a cumbersome appearance.

Gong Yichen finally could not hold it in any longer, raised both his hands and heavily slammed them into Wu Zihao's face.

She still held onto Wu Zihao tightly, not letting go.

Wu Zihao was completely stunned by the punch. He kept nodding as his face kept shaking.

He didn't look too good. In an instant, his face was filled with rage. Wu Zihao muttered in his heart: Next time, I'll teach you a lesson, Gong Yichen.

He seemed to be thinking of something.

The less Wu Zihao rested, the more he felt upset, and the more he wanted to give him a slap on the face right now.

With a wave of his hand, he struck towards Gong Yichen's face, but was grabbed tightly, unable to retaliate.

Wu Zihao's hands continued to shake. Gong Yichen really wanted to give him a slap, but in the end, he endured it.

"Just you wait, I'll make you feel better next time." Wu Zihao threatened.

"And next time, I'll make you never recover."

The two of them were quarreling noisily, talking to Jing Junling who was upstairs. She covered her head and walked down the stairs with difficulty.

Seeing that the two of them were about to start fighting again, with just that one sentence, Jing Junling quickened her pace.

Who knew, the center of gravity is not stable, "plop" fell.

However, the two of them were immersed in their own world and didn't notice anything out of the ordinary.

"I'll beat you to death for your shamelessness." Gong Yichen scolded.

He reached out and slapped Wu Zihao again, causing Wu Zihao to roll on the ground in pain.

This time, Wu Zihao couldn't help but think in his heart: Today, if you're not going to die, then I'm going to live.

She crawled towards him with all her might and hit Gong Yichen on his back.

Although he didn't have the strength, he still felt some pain.

Gong Yichen turned around and the two of them held each other's hand once again.

At this time, Jing Junling woke up from the fall, her knees bleeding.

She blurrily sat up and saw the two of them fighting again.

He shouted with vigor, "Stop fighting! If you have anything to say, then say it!"

She tried her best to stop them, but neither of them listened.

Jing Junling used all of her strength and walked step by step to their side, trying her best to stop them from fighting.

As Jing Junling used all her strength to hug Gong Yichen, she also winked at him, trying to let him escape.

"Don't hit you anymore, I'm begging you, if you keep hitting me like this, there will be trouble."

Gong Yichen pushed her away forcefully: "You don't need to care, a fake good person."

He had seen through all of this long ago, so he didn't care about Jing Junling's injuries in the slightest.

"Don't run, you're still trying to run."

Gong Yichen stood up, subdued him on the ground and gave him another beating.

The beating made Gong Yichen feel really good, even making him angry. Out.

Wu Zihao used both hands to protect his head and did not speak anymore.

At this moment, he was lying on the bed. Song Jiayin who was on the stage kept mumbling to himself, "I want to drink water …" "Water."

Hear the bed. There was a sound from above. Wu Zihao got up and walked to the bedside, but was pushed away by Gong Yichen.

"What did you say? Are you alright? Song Jiayin, I'm Gong Yichen."

Gong Yichen said loudly, agitated.

"Water... "Water."

"Water... "Alright, we'll have it soon."

Gong Yichen was extremely anxious, he immediately stood up and went to the kitchen to pour a cup of water, then brought it over.

However, at this time, Song Jiayin once again went in. No matter how much sshe yelled, he couldn't wake up after falling into a deep slumber.

Helpless, Gong Yichen found a cotton swab and applied it to his lips.

Looking at her lovingly, Wu Zihao sat on the ground at a loss.

"Stop messing around, wake her up later."

Wu Zihao went to talk to him again, but he was already winking at him to shut up.

"Bastard, I don't need you to care." Gong Yichen clenched his teeth and said.

However, Wu Zihao kept on nagging, angering the angry Gong Yichen yet again.

Gong Yichen went down and kicked him hard, causing Wu Zihao's face to be filled with displeasure.

At a critical moment, Jing Junling still had to appear. As he scolded Wu Zihao, she also tried to persuade him.

However, Gong Yichen simply did not listen to him and continued to heckle him.

"Get out of my way, you don't need to care about the things between us men."

Helpless, she could only stand to the side and watch them dance like demons.

Jing Junling was a little anxious in her heart, she was thinking: This won't do, if I don't beat Wu Zihao to death, she will become a disabled person.

She was trying to stop him.

Suddenly, she opened her mouth and said: "Gong Yichen, stop it, if you beat him to death, it would be terrible.

That was the only way she could make him stop, she thought.

After Gong Yichen heard this, he unwillingly stopped and blankly stared at the bed. Song Jiayin.

Wu Zihao finally shook himself off as he crawled up and hid himself in a corner while cowering in fear.