The Wife Is Like Fire: the President of Hidden Marriage Is Sultry!

Ye Yuchen walked to Si Xue's ward like an enclave.

As expected, the priest was with her in the ward, Ye Yuchen rushed over, grabbed his collar, and suddenly punched him.

"Snapped--"

The priest was coaxing his sister with the soup, and did not notice the man's surprise attack from behind, and the bowl in his hand was caught off guard.

The thick soup splashed all over the floor, and the priest suddenly turned around, blocking the splashing soup, and did not let it drip onto Si Xue.

"Ye Yuchen?" The priest narrowed his eyes.

He slowly wiped off the blood on the corners of his lips with his fingertips, and the corners of his eyes flashed with cold light, a little sulking.

Si Xue frowned slightly, "Brother?"

She couldn't see and didn't know exactly what happened.

She only heard that the priest seemed to be punched, and the bowl of soup fell to pieces on the ground, which really shocked her.

"Cher, it's okay."

The priest twisted the blood on his fingertips, rubbed Si Xue's head with his other hand, and coaxed softly.

He immediately looked sideways at Ye Yuchen, his eyes glowing with a cold light, and he said in a low voice, "If you have something to go out and talk about."

Ye Yuchen glanced at Si Xue lightly.

He soon turned his piercing eyes to the priest, staring at him slightly, and undercurrents surged, "Fight."

"Good." The priest did not hesitate.

He slid his hands into his pockets, opened his long legs first, and walked out of the ward leisurely.

Si Xue heard that he was a little anxious, "Brother..."

Ye Yuchen squinted his eyes to look at his back, and immediately followed him with a stride. As soon as he stepped out of the door of the ward, the priest suddenly raised his leg and kicked the door up.

As the priest retracted his leg, he immediately swept over to Ye Yuchen, "Playing with Yin, unlike the style of Ancheng Emperor Shao."

Hearing this, Ye Yuchen's body was suddenly cold.

He clenched his fists tightly and struck directly at the priest, "I'm going to fight with you, why do I need to talk about the gentleman's style?"

The priest actually lied to him and told him that Haicheng had the heart source of the Rhnull blood type that Mu Wanqing needed.

However, the plane was dark behind his back.

There were other passengers on the plane, and the priest was so cruel and cruel!

"It seems you know it." The priest snorted coldly, "I did not choose the wrong opponent."

If Ye Yuchen died so easily, he would be a little disappointed.

Ye Yuchen stared at him with cold eyes, his ink eyes were pitch black and gloomy, and he made an uppercut suddenly.

The priest dodged, but Ye Yuchen took the opportunity to raise his leg and attacked his abdomen, as if the anger that had been accumulated was instantly vented, kicking the priest away fiercely.

The priest's back slammed into the wall, and he reached out to cover his chest.

"Ye Yuchen, why are you crazy?"

"When you designed that plane to crash, wasn't it going crazy?" Ye Yuchen shouted coldly.

Upon hearing this, the priest snorted lightly.

"Yes, facing the enemy, you really don't need to be calm."

"Stop talking nonsense, get up." Ye Yuchen's black eyes, and the dark black eyes like late at night, are endlessly dark.

The priest supported the ground with his palms and jumped easily and flexibly.

The two of them stared at each other, as if they were rubbing electric flints in the air, fierce and hot, and no one would give in.

"Mu Wanqing is dying again?"

During the fight, the priest looked towards Ye Yuchen indifferently.

If it weren't for this incident, the priest would never believe it. With the calm and steady personality of Emperor Ancheng, he would directly approach him to settle the account after learning that there was a problem with the plane!