Nice To Meet You, Mr. Xiao

"Your poison hasn't been cured yet?" Wenshui was stunned and looked at her little blue face.

Feng Tianjing's body was trembling, her mouth was blue, she was covering her chest, huddled there, like an abandoned wild child, pitiful and delicate.

"Pfft." She lay on the sofa, feeling that her internal organs were being stirred up by an invisible hand, and a mouthful of blood gushed out again, dyeing Wenshui's arm red.

Smelling the smell of blood, Wenshui pressed her body, opened the medicine box, took out a needle to relieve her pain, and saw a bag on the edge of the sofa.

"Get dressed, let's go home." Wenshui whispered, handing the bag to her.

Only then did he realize that Feng Tianjing was lying there, unable to move. He took out his clothes and put them on for her without even looking at them.

"Forgot to wear it?" Wenshui blurted out, but Feng Tianjing's life was hanging by a thread, so she took out her mobile phone to make a call.

"The phone you dialed has been switched off."

"Sorry, the number you dialed is currently on a call."

"Dudu"

All the phones were either turned off or on call. Wenshui was going crazy. He took back his phone, turned around and walked to the sofa, and helped Feng Tianjing up.

"I promise you that nothing will happen to you. I believe you." Wenshui touched her face, picked her up, turned and ran outside.

I rushed to the elevator and found that the elevator was "out of order" and could not operate.

"Fuck it, damn it." Upon seeing this, Wenshui raised his foot and kicked the "Broken Repair" card away, turned around and walked towards the corridor with her on his back.

Wenshui carried Feng Tianjing on his back and ran down the steps quickly. Although he was from the Xiao family and had strong physical strength, running with a woman on his back was inevitably a bit difficult.

Feng Tianjing was being carried on his back, her lips moved, and she whispered: "Let me go... come down."

The last time she was bitten by a snake, asking for water saved her life.

Afterwards, she played a trick on him and asked him to marry her, just for fun.

Unexpectedly, she would see him again today. Wenshui ran with her on his back. Feng Tianjing looked at his fair face, which was red from panting and looked more masculine.

"Shut up." Wenshui said coldly, carrying her behind his back, he ran from the 21st floor to the first floor. He wanted to stop a car, only to find that there was a heavy traffic jam around him, and it was useless to have a car.

Wenshui turned around and carried her on his back, running on the road.

Feng Tianjing put her hands on his shoulders, and the faint smell of herbs from Wenshui entered her nose. She turned her head and looked at Wenshui running anxiously, sweat sliding down his face.

"Squeak" A car lost control and almost hit me.

Wenshui cleverly avoided it and ran toward Wen'an Pavilion with her on his back. When he felt the dangerous aura approaching, he subconsciously turned around.

"There is someone." Feng Tianjing whispered. She was about to touch the weapon, only to realize that it had fallen off.

Wenshui turned around and saw the man holding a weapon, aiming it at his shoulder.

"Be careful." Feng Tianjing turned sideways and blocked the "bullet" for Wen Shui with her shoulder. Blood splashed and dripped on his fair face.

Wenshui had no weapons, so he ran away without even thinking about it, carrying her on his back.

"Fuck." Wenshui gritted his teeth. A car hit him. Wenshui avoided it and took a shortcut with Feng Tianjing on his back.

Feng Tianjing was hit and thought she would die, but she didn't expect... . She turned her head and looked behind her. The man was holding a weapon and pointed at her with a very special gesture.

"Shh." The car that almost hit Wenshui's car was lying in the middle of the road with its windows down.

Han Changqing put his hands in front of the car window. Not far away, a man carrying a weapon took off his hat. Zhou Zihao walked forward with big steps and said, "It's not strong enough."