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1082 Running From One Bustling City to Another

Her eyes widened.

She looked at the man close to her.

She couldn’t seem to believe what he had done.

“Oh oh!”

Someone among the customers yelled first.

Someone immediately applauded.

Qiao Sisi suddenly pushed Rong Jinghui away.

She felt her face heat up. She felt that she must have walked into the wrong time and space and bumped into an impossible truth.

What was wrong with Rong Jinghui?

Why did he suddenly... kiss her...

And in public!

Was he crazy?

She wiped her lips with her arm.

His smell was still lingering on it, the smell of Du Songzi wine.

How much had this guy drunk in one night?

She was going to get drunk just by smelling it.

Yes, he must be drunk. This guy’s brain structure was very different from others...

Fortunately, she wasn’t really with his adoptive father.

Otherwise, this matter would really be interesting.

The police officers had already pushed through the crowd and walked over.

Seeing the people and onlookers cheering on the ground, they clearly didn’t understand the situation.

Just as one of the police officers was about to ask about the situation, Rong Jinghui suddenly grabbed Qiao Sisi’s hand.

He didn’t say a word.

But Qiao Sisi immediately felt his intentions.

When he took a step, she also ran.

They all heard shouting behind them. Someone was telling them to stop, and someone was still trying to catch up.

But the onlookers didn’t stop them on their own.

Instead, as they ran, they automatically made way.

Rong Jinghui ran very quickly, and it was effortless for Qiao Sisi.

The two of them ran for at least three streets in one breath. As they listened to the commotion fade into the distance, they ran from one bustling city to another bustling city and into silence.

Rong Jinghui never let go of her hand.

Until he stopped first.

He grabbed Qiao Sisi and propped his knees up, breathing heavily. “Damn... you’re so good at running...”

The smell of alcohol rose with the heat on his body.

He looked up, a blush on his cheeks.

His originally numb and cold eyes also sparkled like stars.

Qiao Sisi also panted, but she was clearly much more relaxed than Rong Jinghui.

She nodded. “Yes, running is also one of my strengths. It’s second only to my acting skills. After all, I’m not capable enough. Escaping is enough.”

She adjusted her breathing. “Blood is coming out.”

Rong Jinghui heard this and immediately turned over her palm to look at it carefully.

He seemed to want to see where the wound was.

Qiao Sisi wanted to break free from his hand, but he held her forcefully and forbade her from escaping.

She couldn’t help but laugh and looked at Rong Jinghui as if he was a child. “I’m talking about you. Blood is seeping out of your waist. Don’t you feel pain?”

Rong Jinghui then noticed that the place he had been stabbed with the knife was bleeding profusely.

He shook his head. “I don’t feel anything.”

Seeing that Qiao Sisi was stunned, he added. “I haven’t felt any pain since a young age.”

Qiao Sisi was stunned and smiled quickly. “A talent like you is our favorite. Either you don’t have pain nerves, or you have a strong hormone secretion.”

She poked Rong Jinghui’s shoulder frivolously. “Which one are you?”

Rong Jinghui looked up at her with a teasing glint in his eyes. “Which do you think I am?”