Feng Qianyu put one hand on the wall, trapping Su Nuoan between the wall and his chest. His clean and refreshing breath sprayed on her face, and the two of them were extremely close!
He still held the gun in his hand. The muzzle of the gun was originally pointed at Su Nuoan. His finger was on the trigger. He turned it so that the handle of the gun was pointed at her and the muzzle was pointed at himself.
—— In short, subconsciously, he just didn’t want to let any more unexpected dangers happen to the woman in front of him.
Su Nuoan also had scratches on her cheek. She turned her face away stubbornly, not wanting to look at Feng Qianyu's charming face. But in this way, the scratched area was completely against the wall.
The pain became even worse, but she continued to clench her teeth and remained silent.
Feng Qianyu originally hated those delicate women. Su Nuoan's natural stubbornness and strength suited him very well, which he admired very much, but an infinite and imperceptible affection arose in his heart.
He looked at the scars on her tender arms and his eyes darkened.
When Su Nuoan didn't notice, Feng Qianyu clenched his fingers into fists, and his knuckles turned white. He... was blaming himself.
He put away the gun and tried to pick her up regardless of her resistance.
"Hey! Bastard, let me go!" Su Nuoan was beaten and kicked, unwilling to accept his help.
But Feng Qianyu was also very stubborn. He moved his hand to her arm, went down her injury, and gently soothed her, as if it would stop the pain, but his tone was quite domineering: "
Now, I must take you to treat the wound."
The floor was so dirty that he was worried that her wound would become infected.
Su Nuoan refused to let him touch her and looked at him with a frown. The feeling of being in contact with Feng Qianyu was very strange. She couldn't explain it, but she was very nervous and uneasy, as if she was afraid that her heart would be lost accidentally.
Same.
Her eyes were so bright that the face with the poppy mask looked even more mysterious and enchanting.
She wanted to say that she was not familiar with him, her wound was fine, it was just a minor injury, it was none of his business, it was none of his business!
However, Feng Qianyu did not shy away from her angry gaze, his lips...
His lips kissed hers quickly, and it was fleeting!
Oh, her lips were indeed as beautiful as in his memory, soft, sweet, lubricated, ecstatic, and addictive to him...
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