S City, suburb.

    In the dead of night, a dark shadow flashed and quickly disappeared into the depths of the alley.

    In a moment, a car stopped at the entrance of the alley. The man sitting in the driver''s seat quickly got out of the car and ran after him. Where else?

    He took out his cell phone and dialed a number. As soon as the phone was connected, he said, "Sir, I lost it."

    At the other end of the phone, Feng Ming was cold all over. "Tell me the address!"

    "Sir, think twice!"

    "Why, are you disobeying orders?"

    "The shadow dare not."

    "You wait over there. I''ll be right there."

    "... yes!"

    -

    Shen Yan sleeps until midnight, his mouth is dry and his tongue is dry. He gets up and goes to the kitchen to drink water.

    After drinking the water, she came out and saw a dark shadow flash. She woke up in an exciting moment.

    "Who!"

    "It''s me."

    Feng Ming''s figure came out of the darkness. Only a small lamp was left in the living room. Shen Yan looked at him through the light.

    "What are you going to do when you don''t sleep in the middle of the night?"

    His clothes are obviously wrinkled. Although he can''t see whether there are traces on them, he has a habit of cleanliness and won''t wear wrinkled clothes.

    "Work."

    Shen Yan hummed softly. I''m afraid only he believes this reason.

    "Don''t go crazy if you have nothing to do. Come out in the middle of the night to scare who."

    She ignored him and went back to her room to close the door and sleep.

    Feng Ming went back to his room, locked the door and turned on the light.

    Under the light, the carved handsome face was pale.

    He unhurriedly unbuttoned his suit and took it off. The white shirt inside was stained red with blood.

    He continued to take off his shirt as if he could not feel the pain.

    At the moment when the shirt just landed, a sarcastic voice came from the window: "I didn''t expect that the first master of the great qingluan country would be hurt like this."

    When Feng Ming''s sword eyebrow twisted, Shen Yan had jumped down from the window and came towards him.

    She looked at the wound on his shoulder with a touch of sympathy.

    "You said if I did it now, could I kill you?"

    Feng Ming''s dark eyes stared at her without blinking, as if to see her thoroughly.

    Shen Yan let her see, his eyes still fell on the injury on his shoulder.

    This wound seems to have been hurt by a blunt instrument, and she seems to have seen such a wound somewhere.

    Shen Yan thought about it carefully. He couldn''t think of a reason, so he gave up.

    "If you want to do it, do it as soon as possible."

    Shen Yan raised his eyebrows. "I''m the kind of person who takes advantage of people''s danger?"

    Feng Ming''s thin lips a hook, "if you miss this time, you won''t have a chance."

    Shen Yan took a deep look at him, opened the door and went out. After a while, he came back with a medicine box in his hand.

    "Sit down."

    Feng Ming sat down beside her.

    Shen Yan took iodophor and gauze, walked behind him, treated his wound and said, "don''t be brave when you are old. It''s not a bad thing to wear old clothes."

    No words.

    Shen Yan handled the blood around him. Seeing that he ignored himself, her strength was a little heavier. Hearing his stuffy hum, she felt a lot happier.

    It''s half an hour later to treat the wound and wrap him up.

    Shen Yan straightened his waist, yawned and walked out.

    "Next time you have such a thing, remember to call me and I''ll give you a knife."

    Feng Ming watched her leave with deep eyes.

    After a while, he smiled.

    The next day, Shen Yan set out at dawn.

    On the way, she received a call from Han Ming and immediately asked the driver to turn around and go back.

    Before Feng Ming got up, Shen Yan broke into his room directly.

    "I should have stabbed you last night!"