Chapter 817

When Jiang Li threw herself into Fu Jiuxiao’s arms, she instantly smelled the fresh smell of blood and felt the wetness on her waist.

She immediately reacted and quickly struggled away. She held Fu Jiuxiao’s hand and saw that his palm was cut open and was bleeding.

Fu Jiuxiao tried to clench his fist, trying to cover up his injured hand. However, when she saw Jiang Li’s red eyes, he immediately felt a dull pain in his heart.

He wrapped his uninjured hand around Jiang Li’s waist and tried to persuade her, “Don’t cry, it’s just a small injury.”

“Who’s crying? I’m not crying,” Jiang Li shouted angrily.

She quickly looked at Yan Zheng. The murderous intent in her eyes could not be hidden, and Yan Zheng instinctively took two steps back.

Yan Zheng’s probably thought, ‘This woman is really scary.’

“Captain Yan, can we go to the police station tomorrow to take her statement?” Jiang Li asked directly.

Yan Zheng nodded without hesitation. “Of course, you can go to the hospital to treat your wounds first.”

As for these assassins, they were all taken to the police station.

Fu Jiuxiao’s car could not be used anymore.

Jiang Li carefully avoided Fu Jiuxiao’s wounds. She took him down the bridge with quick steps and arrived in front of an ordinary car.

Wei Ziheng was in charge of driving, and Ban Yue was beside him.

After Fu Jiuxiao got into the car, Jiang Li said, “Go to the nearest hospital.”

Wei Ziheng did not understand and asked, “Boss, there’s no need for that. You can treat this small wound.”

Fu Jiuxiao pretended to be tired and closed his eyes. He leaned on Jiang Li’s shoulder and said weakly, “I want to go home.”

Jiang Li was still angry. Fu Jiuxiao dared to use himself as bait. He really seemed like did not want to live anymore.

However, when she saw Fu Jiuxiao’s pathetic and fragile look, she was unsurprised. Her heart softened, and she asked Wei Ziheng to send them home.

Jiang Li helped Fu Jiuxiao stop the bleeding in the car. When they got home, she treated the wound again.

Every time Fu Jiuxiao tried to make eye contact with Jiang Li, Jiang Li avoided him. He tried to hook Jiang Li’s finger with a soft tone.

He found a topic to talk about and asked gently, “How did you get here?”

Jiang Li slapped him away rudely and said sullenly, “Captain Yan contacted me in advance.”

Yan Zheng?

This unreliable guy.

Fu Jiuxiao narrowed his eyes. Jiang Li had closed the medicine box and was about to leave. However, he hurriedly hugged Jiang Li and accidentally pulled on the wound on his palm, forcing him to endure it.

“I was fully confident that I could pull this off. I also wanted to test the Long family.”

“The long family probably did not want to make a big deal out of this, so these assasins didn’t carry guns. I was careless and actually used my hands to…”

His explanation was stuck in his mouth.

Jiang Li kissed Fu Jiuxiao hard, and tears flowed down her cheeks and fell between their lips.

Fu Jiuxiao wanted to take the initiative, but when he tasted the salty taste, he became more and more nervous. He pressed down on Jiang Li’s hand that was reaching into his shirt and moved back slightly.

“Li… mhm…”

He only uttered two words, and his lips were blocked by Jiang Li again.

There was anxiety and uneasiness in this kiss, as well as a hint of undisguised anger.

Fu Jiuxiao sighed in his heart and patted Jiang Li’s back gently as if he was comforting her.

This time, it was his fault, which made Jiang Li worried.

His shirt was quickly untied by Jiang Li. It hung loosely on his arm and was thrown to the side.

Suddenly, Jiang Li stopped moving.

Fu Jiuxiao looked at Jiang Li, whose face was flushed red. He gently kissed away the tears on her face and turned his head to bite her earlobe.

Jiang Li actually avoided him.

“What’s wrong?” Fu Jiuxiao’s voice was hoarse, and he asked in confusion.

“Is the sofa uncomfortable?”

“Shall we go back to the bedroom?”

Jiang Li did not answer him. Instead, she gently stroked his abdominal muscles with her fingers, turned her head, and gently bit his neck.

Fu Jiuxiao snorted and quickly took off Jiang Li’s shirt, wanting to carry her up.

His injured hand was held down by Jiang Li.

He frowned slightly, and a trace of annoyance appeared in his heart. “Li, you…”

Jiang Li’s body suddenly straightened up, and she withdrew her back as if she was ready to leave.

Fu Jiuxiao’s eyes were blurry. Before he could understand what had happened, his belt was suddenly taken away, and he suddenly felt his lower body tighten. He took a deep breath, and he hugged Jiang Li tightly in his arms.

“Does it hurt?” Fu Jiuxiao was surprised that Jiang Li took the initiative and sat down just like that.

Jiang Li’s hands hugged Fu Jiuxiao’s back. She touched the small scar and took the initiative to move up and down. “Xiao, if you do anything else in the future, I won’t talk to you anymore.”

Fu Jiuxiao’s eyes quickly turned red. He grabbed Jiang Li’s neck and kissed her hard, swallowing everything that Jiang Li wanted to say.

No.

He wanted to eat Jiang Li as well.

Jiang Li was lying on the sofa. Just as she was about to push Fu Jiuxiao’s injured hand, she was pressed down hard on her waist. “Xiao, your hand…”

“I will be careful.” Fu Jiuxiao covered Jiang Li’s body.

Jiang Li was very careful even when she was distracted. In the end, Fu Jiuxiao grabbed Jiang Li’s leg and wrapped it around his waist.

“Xiao, be gentle, your injury…”

“Shh, focus.”