Tyrannical Tycoon Haunts Me Relentlessly-Chapter 110: Bastard, Where Are You Putting Your Hand?

"Don’t go!" Xia Yinian panicked the moment she heard Gu Beicheng was leaving.

She hugged him tightly, refusing to let go at all costs: "Don’t leave me behind!"

Being alone in a place pitch black, she had already been terrified throughout the night.

Especially with the sheer cliffs around, what if he had an accident while leaving...

"No, don’t go, please don’t leave!"

Gu Beicheng looked down and a trace of tenderness flashed in his eyes, one that even he wasn’t aware of.

This little girl was genuinely scared, this fiery one, was now clinging to him out of fear.

To Gu Beicheng, her actions of seeking his protection in her panic were delightful.

His large hand rested on her back, gently massaging: "Alright, I won’t leave."

"Really?" Xia Yinian clearly couldn’t believe it.

"Do I look like someone who doesn’t keep his word?" His expression darkened.

"I didn’t mean that!" Now to Xia Yinian, whatever Seventh Young Master said was true; she didn’t dare to argue at all.

Her life was still in his hands; what would she do if he really left her behind?

"Then... then can I dress your wound first, is that okay?"

Anyway, as long as he was willing to stay and get through the night with her, everything was negotiable.

Fortunately, she had a silk scarf on her to shield herself from the sun.

Otherwise, she would have no idea what to use to tend to his wounds.

Gu Beicheng sat down, and Xia Yinian immediately knelt by his side, diligently tending to the wound on his forehead.

Luckily, the wound wasn’t deep, just a small cut that had bled a little.

"Does it hurt?" she asked cautiously.

But Gu Beicheng’s gaze was fixed on her as he said in a raspy voice, "A little."

It wasn’t the wound that was painful, but the flesh... hurt!

This little girl was still wearing a swimsuit, though not revealing, it was definitely not conservative.

With the faint moonlight, Gu Beicheng thoroughly scrutinized her figure.

Her petite frame, the lean areas without any excess, and the areas that should be shapely definitely were.

He had seen her before, but he hadn’t looked this closely when she was wearing so little.

Xia Yinian, who was focused on treating his wound, didn’t notice his movements, and of course, had no idea what he was thinking.

It wasn’t until sudden tightness around her chest that her eyes widened in shock.

Looking down, she almost freaked out: "Hand... hand... Bastard! Where are you putting your hand!"

The little girl who reacted late, pushed back hard but was instead pulled into his embrace.

Now, his hand became even more daring.

The breath of Gu Beicheng suddenly deepened, and his dark eyes instantly gleamed with an ominous gloss.

Xia Yinian really wanted to smack him hard on the forehead, why was it always like this.

"No... don’t... Ah! Don’t touch me!"

Bastard! She should have just let him go earlier! Why did she ask him to stay?

It was simply courting disaster for herself!

Xia Yinian wanted to struggle, but saw Gu Beicheng’s expression darken slightly, and even his breath turned cold: "Don’t speak."

"What’s wrong?"