"You were shot?"

Ning Xi was so swelling in her stomach by the strong smell of blood. She struggled to get off his back.

How could he carry her like this?

Zhan Hanjue crossed his hands to fix her hips, not only not letting her get off, but instead pinched her heavily—

"You can't run fast if you get injured in your knees. Putting you down will drag me down! Get up and don't move..."

"You..." The place he pinched was so hot that Ning Xi was angry and blushed and shouted at him: "If you continue like this, your wound will become more and more serious."

Zhan Hanjue held his breath and ran rapidly in the forest.

The sound of wind whistling by his ears. Ning Xi saw that he did not answer, and was afraid that the kidnappers would chase him, so he did not force him again.

But after the two of them ran out for a while, they were almost safe...

She immediately asked him to stop and wanted to treat his wound.

But the man's low voice came from his ears: "What kind of wedding do you like?"

"If you faint and I can't drag you, don't think I will take you with you."

"It's great, you've always been so heartless."

"..." Ning Xi was furious and wrapped his hands tightly around his neck, trying to tie him up.

But as soon as she stretched out her arm, her side face accidentally rubbed against the circle of stubble he had born in. It looked very shallow, but it really stung her face. She silently put her hand back and bit her lower lip in a cowardly manner.

"Do you want a Western wedding or a Chinese wedding?" Zhan Hanjue suddenly asked again.

Ning Xi couldn't help but say annoyed: "If you continue like this, you might become a ghost marriage."

"I didn't realize that you like this tone?" Zhan Hanjue dragged her with his arms, tilted his head slightly, his cold facial features looked blurry, but there was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, which was full of jokes.

Ning Xi closed his eyes and ignored his jokes at all.

Why did they become like this again?

Before she could answer, Zhan Hanjue said to himself: "We will use Chinese style when we get married in the future. I want to see how you look in a cheongsam. It should be very beautiful with a high slit..."

When getting married, he forced her to use custody of the child, and he would have to decide whatever he wears.

It seems that he can only decide on anything.

Ning Xi took a deep breath, lowered his head and bit his neck heavily, and refused to let go of the smell of blood.

Sniffing his clear hormonal breath, tears flowed down, and my heart felt unprecedentedly wronged at this moment...

He held her arms and tightened a little, and she could even feel his hand bone twitching her hips.

After a long time, Ning Xi's cheeks began to sore, and she silently let go of his neck. Her vision was blurred by tears, and her cheeks rubbed against the blood on his back.

Since he was wearing only a white shirt, the blazer was also given to her.

Through the thin shirt, she seemed to be able to see the scratches on his right arm.

That was the evidence that when the billboard was smashed down, he didn't even leave his life to save her.

It's the same now...

In order to save her, she made herself covered in wounds.

Perhaps she had tensed all day long and lay on Zhan Hanjue's back. She gradually lost her strength and fell asleep in a drowsy way. When she was about to wake up and sleep, she seemed to hear someone saying sorry in her ear.

She wanted to listen carefully to the sound source, but her eyelids drooped heavily...

But the voice still quietly penetrated into her heart.

Zhan Hanjue carried Ningxi all the way to a safer place.

On the way, he met another group of killers. Ning Xi cooperated with Zhan Hanjue and used the nearby swamp to solve the person. However, due to this action, Zhan Hanjue's wounds collapsed twice, causing blood to become blurred, and his whole face was too bloody and turned pale.

Especially with the lip color, she never saw him weak as if he was...

It is fake to say that you are not worried.

Ning Xi trembled and helped him take out the bullet. The moment the shiny metal bullet fell to the ground, she breathed a sigh of relief and was a little scared.

I touched my forehead and was covered in cold sweat.

It was already dark.

Zhan Hanjue leaned under a tree to take a nap. It seemed very cold at night and was shaking.

Ning Xi gritted her teeth, took advantage of the moonlight and got up, ran into the nearby bushes, picked up a pile of dead branches and herbs. There was water on the dead branches, making it difficult to make a fire. She stumbled and grinded for a long time before she could barely create a pile of small fires.

She chewed the herbs bit by bit and carefully applied them to Zhan Hanjue's wound.

A few sexy groans occasionally spilled between the man's lips and teeth, but he never opened his eyes.

I don't know if I've fainted.

"Zhan Hanjue, don't die..." Ning Xi touched his hot forehead and was frightened.

Touching the black again, he ran to a nearby puddle and fed water, wiping his forehead, arms and chest over and over again.

Although Zhan Hanjue had a fever, he was not yet completely lost his will. He could clearly feel a pair of small hands "touching" him. Listening to the girl's helpless murmur, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl up.

Ning Xi kept shuttled between him and the woods all night, and didn't know how many times he fell down, but finally physically cooled down his fever in the second half of the night...

In a daze, I felt something warm on my lips.

After struggling for so long, she had long lost her strength and her mind was in a daze, as if she was floating in the air and couldn't step on it, so she didn't resist for a while.

Zhan Hanjue gently kissed her lips and stared at her with a burning look.

At this moment, the little face was as dirty as a little cat, covered with mud and sweat, and there were many small wounds, which should have been scratched by branches. The fire had been extinguished, and she was so cold that she shrank into a small ball.

He wiped away the dirt from her face little by little, and a strange light flashed in his deep eyes.

I know she is also a hard-mouthed person and a soft-hearted person.

If you really can't let go, you should leave now.

It just so happened that this is a signal blind spot and it is impossible to contact Guo Yao and A Che.

Zhan Hanjue simply didn't rush to leave, and suddenly enjoyed the peace of the two of them while they were alone.

He moved Ning Xi and let her sleep peacefully on her chest.

When Ning Xi woke up the next day, she didn't know what she dreamed about in her dream, but she was still very uneasy. She saw her awake eyes just in front of Zhan Hanjue.

She was stunned for a moment, then exclaimed and grabbed his arm: "Zhan Hanjue? Are you okay?"

Too surprised, I forgot that she was being entangled in his arms.

"You care so much about me. The King of Hell said he was moved by you and asked me to come back." Zhan Hanjue ruthlessly closed his arms, and when he lowered his head, he grabbed her cherry-colored lips and blocked them hard.

Ning Xi sobbed, only to realize how angry their posture was.

"No..." Ning Xi panicked and wanted to push him away, twisting in his arms.

He was afraid of involving his wound and did not dare to exert force.

But the more you twist it, the more you are, it will be irritating.
Chapter completed!