Enchanting His Heart: His Little Fox Chapter 315: As Long as She Knows What Kind of Man I Am

Song Nuan always held a dagger inside, now suddenly plunging it into his stomach.

Looking at the man in front of her, shocked, Song Nuan slowly took a few steps back: "Even if I over-defend myself, I won’t go with you."

She has a long life ahead, she doesn’t want it ruined in the hands of one person.

Gu Nanjiu’s feelings were inexplicable, nothing more than a manifestation of possessiveness.

After saying this, Song Nuan took a deep breath, and with her hand in her pocket, dialed a call.

She turned around, ready to run away.

Gu Nanjiu grabbed her wrist viciously.

She felt a tightness on her hand, her heart skipped a beat.

With a great force, she was pulled entirely towards him.

"Song Nuan, I’m telling you," Gu Nanjiu said, "this minor injury isn’t enough to incapacitate ."

"I once took a bullet and could still fight five people barehanded." Gu Nanjiu gritted his teeth, eyes turning red: "This little wound from you, what does it count for?"

He violently clenched Song Nuan’s wrist, chuckling: "But you, a wildcat with such a temper, caught my attention even more."

Song Nuan gritted her teeth, listening to the gentle voice beside her ear, for the first ti feeling it was not gentle at all.

Song Nuan raised her eyes, staring hatefully at Gu Nanjiu: "If catching your attention ans being controlled for life, that’s a misfortune."

"What qualifies you to say that about ?" Gu Nanjiu: "Soon you will beco like , we will be the sa kind of people."

Blood continued to flow down Gu Nanjiu’s body, its scent filling Song Nuan’s nostrils.

Song Nuan t Gu Nanjiu’s gaze.

The man’s eyes held a certain kind of pity and compassion.

Song Nuan: "Don’t look at with those eyes."

"I’m not pathetic," she said, "and you’re not worthy of looking at with those eyes. The most pitiable person is you."

Gu Nanjiu squinted his eyes, fiercely pinching Song Nuan’s chin, his eyes gradually turning blood-red.

More enraged than before.

As if Song Nuan had hit his sore spot.

...

anwhile.

Tang Si received Song Nuan’s call, naturally overhearing their conversation from over there.

Imdiately turning the car around, heading ho.

Downstairs, Tang Si’s car stopped.

Into the Bluetooth headset: "Confird he’s inside?"

Remote snipers were already in place.

"Yes, he is currently holding Song Nuan hostage, seems to want her to make so sort of compromise."

"Gu Nanjiu doesn’t have a weapon, you can break in."

Inside the room at this mont.

Gu Nanjiu pulled her hand, heading towards the bedroom.

"No!" Song Nuan scread, eyes wide in horror, loudly resisting.

If they went in there, her life would really be ruined.

However, the inherent strength difference between n and won ant that with just a pull, Song Nuan would be dragged along entirely.

Her wrist burned painfully from his pulling.

Gu Nanjiu hadn’t loosened his grip one bit.

"Bang—!" At this mont, the door suddenly burst open with a kick.

"Don’t move!" Zhou Liang aid a gun at Gu Nanjiu.

Gu Nanjiu’s hand paused, looking at the doorway, almost instantly pulling Song Nuan into his arms.

The dagger that was originally in Song Nuan’s hand ended up in Gu Nanjiu’s hand, positioned against Song Nuan’s neck.

Gu Nanjiu: "None of you move either."

Tang Si stood next to Zhou Liang, tall and wearing a vest, staring directly at Gu Nanjiu.

"Gu Nanjiu, impressive," Tang Si curled his lips: "One mont you’re madly in love, and the next she’s a shield in your hand."

"Using her as a hostage?" Tang Si’s tone was disdainful: "Doing this doesn’t make you a man."

Gu Nanjiu knew they would co, but didn’t expect them to co so quickly.

He originally had enough ti to escape, but he wanted to take Song Nuan away.

Didn’t expect to run into them here.

Gu Nanjiu chuckled, looking at him: "Whether I’m a man or not, doesn’t need your judgnt."

He lowered his head, the dagger slightly pressing deeper into Song Nuan’s neck.

The sharp blade sliced open her delicate neck, blood imdiately dripping down.

Mixed with Gu Nanjiu’s blood originally on the dagger.

"As long as the girl in my arms knows whether I’m a man or not, that’s enough."

"Right now, I just want to escape with her, the ans aren’t that important."

Gu Nanjiu: "If you want to test whether I’m man enough, give it a try."

His smile grew colder: "I wouldn’t mind."

Song Nuan was pained, tears welling in her eyes, her whole body trembling facing such a scene.

Tang Si sneered: "I find you too filthy."

The man in front of her used to be the gentle and elegant Teacher Gu, why has he beco this way?

Song Nuan took a deep breath, glancing sideways behind her, noticing the balcony was a floor-to-ceiling window, wide open.

If—

She bit her lip, suddenly reaching out, fiercely gripping the spot she just stabbed on Gu Nanjiu.

Wanting to push him towards the floor-to-ceiling window, even willing to die together with him.

Gu Nanjiu grimaced, stepping back several steps, but didn’t release his grip.

His reaction was extrely quick, with top-notch psychological fortitude too.

He was sowhat shocked by Song Nuan’s action.

She actually...had the idea of dying together with him.

Seeing this opportunity, Zhou Liang wanted to move forward.

"Don’t co over!" Gu Nanjiu shouted, "If you step closer, I’ll kill her imdiately."

Song Nuan sneered: "Go ahead, kill, at worst we’ll die together."

"Maybe I’m young, resistant enough to survive, but you, an old man, should die."

Tang Si spoke up then: "Gu Nanjiu, two options, release the hostage and surrender, or snipers hundreds of ters away are ready, which one?"

"Which one?" Gu Nanjiu felt he heard a joke: "I won’t choose either."

Tang Si frowned: "Chen Jiu, prepare."

"Yes!"

...

Gu Nanjiu leaned close to Song Nuan’s ear: "Song Nuan, you really know how to play."

"Want to die with , but can’t die like that, must ecstatically..."

"Die together..."

In Song Nuan’s ear was the man’s low laughter: "Not playing with you today."

Then, he bit Song Nuan’s ear lightly, whispering: "Baby, you can’t run."

Thereafter, Gu Nanjiu imdiately released Song Nuan.

Smiling, he raised his hands.

Smiling as he cooperated, putting on the handcuffs.

While being escorted away by Zhou Liang and another officer, he looked back at Song Nuan standing stunned in place.

His smile curved gently, still elegant and refined.

Winking at her, as if saying...

Wait for .

Song Nuan’s lips trembled, stepping back two steps, collapsing to the ground, breathing rapidly, fear consuming her entirely.