Chapter 137 getting a man for nothing and not being able to eat it

He Lanjin felt comforted by Qiao Hanye's words. She rested her chin on his shoulder and she leaned gently against him.

"Qiao Hanye," she suddenly said, her arms wrapping his waist in a hug. "Before I fainted, I got scared. I was afraid that I would die and would never see you again."

He Lanjin was telling the truth. She really was afraid.

She had always been sure of herself. She knew that she could make things happen without relying on other people. Her near-death experience, however, made her realize that she was not as strong as she thought she was. She was afraid that if she died, she would miss Qiao Hanye.

This man appeared in her life without rhyme or reason. He did not even ask to be let in; he just barged in. She did not expect that he would have such an effect on her.

"Do you know what I was thinking when I thought I was going to die?" He Lanjin asked.

"Uh-huh?" Qiao Hanye prompted, enjoying the tenderness of He Lanjin's embrace.

He Lanjin's hands slowly crawled up from Qiao Hanye's waist to his neck. She ran her fingers through his hair as she said, "I was thinking what a waste it was to have a man and not be able to eat him. I wanted to kill you then to make sure that you don't go behind my back seducing and raping women.

He Lanjin laughed and fell into Qiao Hanye's arms. She let go of him and smiled, gazing into his eyes. He smiled back.

Qiao Hanye tapped He Lanjin's forehead dotingly. "You little..."

"How is He Ruoxue now?" He Lanjin asked as she leaned forward and lay her head on Qiao Hanye's chest.

He Lanjin knew that Qiao Hanye could be extremely cruel if he chose to. She knew that he would have long found out that her injury was caused by He Ruoxue, who could be dying now because of what she did.

He Lanjin suddenly realized that it was really good to have a man standing up for her and helping her fight her battles.

"She's not dead... yet," came Qiao Hanye's ice-cold voice. His demeanor became so excessively grave one could cut the atmosphere with a knife.

He Lanjin's eyes shone craftily as she took her phone from the bedside table and handed it to Qiao Hanye. "Send a message to Tang Zhilin and He Wenqing," she prodded. "Tell them that He Ruoxue is here and that she is dying."

She got up from the bed and walked toward the bathroom.

Qiao Hanye held her phone as he listened to the sound of running water in the bathroom. His mouth curled into a smile. He did not expect her to be bold enough to take a shower with the bathroom door open. Was she not afraid that he would not be able to control himself?

But he was gratified that she was in good health. She seemed to be fine after waking up.

But just the same, he called Shangguan Zhi and asked him to check on her later to make sure that the medicine had no adverse effects.

Not long after, He Lanjin finished her shower. She came out of the bathroom, drying her hair with a towel. "Did they get the message?"

Qiao Hanye was standing by the window when he heard He Lanjin's voice. He turned around to see her toweling her hair, which glistened under the light. Her skin looked dewy as she stood in front of him like a lost little demon. The man's abdomen suddenly tensed up, his temperature rising inexplicably.

"Yes, they will be here in three hours," Qiao Hanye replied.

He Lanjin laughed. It would be even more fun once Tang Zhilin and He Wenqing arrived.

He Lanjin slowly approached Qiao Hanye, her hand on her lower abdomen. She put her other hand on his shoulder and said in a low voice, "Mr. Qiao, Little Jin is hungry."

Once again, He Lanjin had misled Qiao Hanye, who thought that she was making advances at him.

This little vixen was really rotten to the core! But more than that, she seemed to have a very good grasp of Qiao Hanye's character. She knew just how to turn him on.

"What do you want to eat?" Qiao Hanye asked in a deep voice. He walked towards He Lanjin and whispered in her ear, "Because I want to eat you."

He took half a step back and walked to the kitchen, He Lanjin in tow. "The food is ready."