Chapter 249： It won't be him if you don't be rascal for a while

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The moment she saw him, her tightly suspended heart finally settled slowly like dust.

The moment she jumped up and hugged him tightly, her nose was filled with his tobacco scent, tightly hugging him, buried in his (chest xiong) and breathing deeply, sniffing his smell.

Rong Zhan, Rong Zhan...!

He is fine, he is fine.

Not only was it okay, but also appeared in front of her so arrogantly!

Rong Zhan himself wanted to tease her, because she would be very scared about what happened just now. He wanted to comfort her in his own way, but seeing her leaping forward and hugging him tightly, he felt her shivering body. , I wanted to tease in my mouth, but I couldn't say anything.

He could feel her reliance on herself and her worry about herself.

This woman is his wife, the woman he wants to protect for the rest of his life.

Rong Zhan’s arm was injured and he was hanging down there. The blood hadn’t completely solidified, but it didn’t hinder him. He rubbed his chin against her forehead, then lowered his head and spoke softly in her ear. "Daughter-in-law, let's go."

Daughter-in-law, let's go...

His voice is rare, so gentle, but still so charming and bewitching.

At the end of the conversation, he hugged her shoulder with the other hand, and (强qiang) violently and frantically led her away.

The two did not return to the hotel where Sang Xia was staying, because it might be unsafe. Besides, there was an accident downstairs. It must have exploded at this time. They had better leave as soon as possible.

When I left the hotel, the bottom was really messed up, Sang Xia stuck to Rong Zhan's (chest xiong) mouth, Rong Zhan hugged her, the windbreaker covered her, and the two quickly left there.

Rong Zhan took her back to the car first, and drove to the place where he lived, which was very close, within a short distance.

Rong Zhan wanted to drive farther, but Sang Xia was worried about his injury, and he had to find a place to treat the wound as soon as possible.

He does not go to the hospital.

Then go to the hotel where he lives.

No matter how fast it was, it took nearly twenty minutes, and it was almost fifty minutes after he was given the medicine in the medicine cabinet.

Fortunately, the wound is not deep, but the stroke is a bit longer.

It's a long hole.

"Does it leave scars? Isn't it... very painful?" After Sang Xia bandaged him, she stared at it and couldn't help but gently stroke (touch Mo) through the gauze.

Her face (color) was still pale, and her brows were still slightly condensed looking at the wound.

Rong Zhan has been looking at her all the time, looking at him on the surface as if the ruffian had been bombed improperly, but in fact, his heart had been lingering.

Thinking about what he would do if he was a little later, if something really happened to her.

Just thinking about it, the emptiness and pain in his heart caused by that hypothesis was terrible.

"It hurts, my daughter-in-law...I hurt." He deliberately responded to her like a baby.

His heart hurts so badly that he can't think about it anymore.

But Sang Xia thought he felt the pain from the wound on his arm, so he squeezed the flap of his lower lip lightly, holding back the unspeakable distress in his heart, and gritted his teeth slightly and said, "It hurts, now I know it hurts, so (gan) what? Now? A big man yells pain, it's really useless!"

After saying this, she couldn't hold back anymore, wiped her face, and didn't look at him.

Her fingertips were trembling, her long curled eyelashes were trembling, faintly stained with moisture, and her lips were tightened.

Rong Zhan was cursed mercilessly by her, and didn't get annoyed. He raised his eyebrows slightly, approached her from behind, blowing heat, and smirked, "It's useless, but my wife, I have ( Hanging) Use it!"