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Chapter 5: First acquaintance

"My name is Zhao Jianhui. There's nothing to thank me for. No matter who sees this kind of thing, they will lend a hand to help." Zhao Jianhui felt that the heat was almost over at this time. As he spoke, he put his hands on the cold little feet and gently held them.

"Ah!" Gan Xiaojing's little feet were suddenly held by the pair of broad and warm big hands. She couldn't help but moaned comfortably. She hurriedly covered her mouth with her little hands, and looked at Zhao Jianhui squatting in front of her with a blushing heartbeat. Seeing that Zhao Jianhui didn't look up, but was massaging seriously, he was relieved.

In fact, Zhao Jianhui wanted to look up to see Gan Xiaojing's shy and cute appearance, but in order to avoid embarrassment, he resisted the urge to look up and concentrated on serving the jade feet in his hands. This unique skill was not learned in the army. It was taught to him by his master when he was still alive. At that time, the old man wanted to pass this skill to Zhao Xiaoting, but Zhao Xiaoting saw Zhao Jianhui taking off his clothes and constantly touching himself with his hands when he was learning, and she firmly rejected this magical skill.

But Zhao Xiaoting learned more other medical skills than Zhao Jianhui, and later she applied for the medical major in college, which had a lot to do with this.

As Zhao Jianhui massaged skillfully, Gan Xiaojing felt that the pain in her feet was slowly getting better, and in the end, she even hummed comfortably.

At this time, Zhao Jianhui took the time to look up at the beautiful woman. He was attracted by her at a glance, and he didn't even notice that his hands slowed down. Gan Xiaojing tilted her head slightly, closed her eyes tightly, and her fair face was covered with blush. Her expression was intoxicated, and the way she enjoyed it was indescribably charming.

Gan Xiaojing seemed to have sensed something, opened her eyes, and saw Zhao Jianhui staring at her blankly. She burst out laughing and said charmingly: "Silly boy, what are you looking at!"

"I'm not looking at anything, I'm just wondering if you're afraid of pain!" Zhao Jianhui blurted out seemingly inadvertently, and while saying this, he pinched her pink feet with both hands and squeezed them hard. Just then, there was a crisp sound of bones hitting each other, and Gan Xiaojing opened her plump lips and screamed.

"What are you doing? Ouch..." This woman's voice is so nice even when she complains.

Zhao Jianhui let go of her delicate and beautiful feet, and laughed: "Okay, put on your shoes and try walking a few steps."

"Really, you're not lying to me, are you?" Although there was disbelief in her voice, Gan Xiaojing still put on her shoes and walked slowly on the ground for a few steps: "Well, you're so good, it really doesn't hurt anymore."

How could this sound awkward? The main reason was that this sentence sounded very much like what Zhou Wanyi had said to Zhao Jianhui on the bed that day.

"Haha, even if it doesn't hurt, you have to pay attention to rest and try to walk less. It will be almost enough when you get up tomorrow morning." Zhao Jianhui warned her seriously.

"What should I do? I still have a lot of roads to walk today. I can't let you carry me, right?" Gan Xiaojing blurted out this sentence as if she didn't think about it. After she finished speaking, she realized that the person in front of her was not a familiar friend.

Zhao Jianhui smiled: "If I really carry such a beautiful woman like you everywhere, I will become the enemy of the people. Please spare me."

Women don't like to be praised by others, especially young people they just met for the first time. Gan Xiaojing looked at Zhao Jianhui with a simple face and smiled: "Sister, how can you be beautiful? If you don't tell me the reason, I will deal with you." Zhao Jianhui's simple and honest face is too deceptive to women.

However, Gan Xiaojing's words seemed more ambiguous.

Normally, in the workplace or other occasions, how could Gan Xiaojing smile so sweetly? Today was a coincidence. Gan Xiaojing was worried about her driver's injury, and then she accidentally twisted her foot. She met several groups of people on the road, but no one agreed to help. When she was in a state of ups and downs and indignation, she happened to meet Zhao Jianhui.

This young man not only agreed to help her to save people, but also had master-level massage skills and a loyal face that could kill people of all ages. Under the coincidence of chance, Gan Xiaojing felt a little close to him.

Hearing what she said, Zhao Jianhui lowered his head and stammered.

Although the woman in front of him was beautiful everywhere, she was still far behind Long Lingyun or Zhou Wanyi, and even Yuan Yiyi, the green apple, was far inferior to her.

But when people asked him where he was beautiful, this question was really hard to answer.

Gan Xiaojing looked at Zhao Jianhui's shy performance, but she smiled happily and stopped asking Zhao Jianhui. She just felt that she was the happiest today in the past few years. Yes, the more she looked at this honest young man, the more pleasing he was to the eye!

"Hey, I'll take you as my brother! How about it?" Gan Xiaojing looked at Zhao Jianhui with a happy face, hoping to get a positive answer. If someone saw this scene at this time, they would definitely find it unacceptable.

"Ah?" Zhao Jianhui looked up at Gan Xiaojing in surprise: "We have only known each other for a while, and you dare to take me as your brother? Aren't you afraid that I am a bad guy!"

"Puchi" sounded, Gan Xiaojing couldn't help laughing again: "Will you be a bad guy? Don't scare your sister?"

Zhao Jianhui said hesitantly: "I haven't agreed yet, and you are your sister? You can't force it on me!" At this point, Zhao Jianhui suddenly realized that there was ambiguity in his words, and hurriedly stopped looking at Gan Xiaojing.

Gan Xiaojing didn't expect that his words could lead to other meanings. She smiled bitterly and pointed at Zhao Jianhui's head with her finger: "You! How many people want to recognize me as their sister but I didn't agree. Now it seems like I'm forcing you to recognize them!"

She looked at Zhao Jianhui with both anger and amusement, and said with a sigh from the bottom of her heart: "Are you really unwilling? Hurry up and call me sister!"

"Sister!" Zhao Jianhui called out honestly. It has come to this point. If she doesn't call me again, Gan Xiaojing will really feel bad.

"Ah!" Gan Xiaojing really likes this honest brother with a slightly dark face from the bottom of her heart. This time she agreed very happily and her face was full of smiles.

Zhao Jianhui felt that it was almost done at this time. There was a driver waiting for him to rescue in the mountain! Afraid that Gan Xiaojing would continue to dwell on the issue of her sister and brother, she hurriedly said, "By the way, where is the driver? I'll go in and carry him out. Sister, you sit here and rest for a while."

Gan Xiaojing realized that she almost forgot about the driver, and nodded hurriedly, "Okay, he's not far from here, go and carry him out! By the way, his name is Hu Ming, if you can't find him, just call him."

Zhao Jianhui nodded, got up and walked deep into the woods.

Gan Xiaojing stared at Zhao Jianhui's back in a daze for a long time before she retracted her gaze. She spat coquettishly, lowered her head and sat there thinking about her thoughts, but her pretty face became more and more rosy. I'm afraid that at this moment she was also thinking about the legend about her sister and brother.

The place where Hu Ming was injured was not far away. Zhao Jianhui walked in for less than 5 minutes and saw a tall and thin man in his forties sitting on the side of the road, his right foot unnaturally slumped on the grass, his face full of sweat.

Zhao Jianhui took a few quick steps and asked, "Is this Brother Hu Ming? I'm Miss Gan's helper. Just bear with me for a while. I'll carry you down the mountain now."

When Hu Ming heard that his boss had asked him to help, he nodded and said, "Thank you very much. I don't know if my foot is broken. It hurts so much when I move it."

Zhao Jianhui smiled, squatted down and touched his foot, then said, "Don't worry, it's just a minor fracture. I'll help you take care of it a little bit, and it won't hurt so much. Then go to the hospital for treatment and you'll be healed in a week."

"Oh! You can also do orthopedics?" Hu Ming looked at the young man in front of him strangely. He was very tall and strong, with rosy and healthy skin. His slightly dark face had a simple smile on his face. Although his clothes looked simple, they were all branded. This man made people feel like a simple young man from the countryside at first sight, but the more you look at him, the more you feel that he is calm and shrewd.

Intuitively, Hu Ming felt that it was a bit strange to bend a person, but he couldn't tell exactly what was strange.

As the leader's driver, Hu Ming had seen countless people, and he could sense a unique temperament from this young man. Yes, the aura on him could only be described as temperament.

It was an absolute confidence, the kind of domineering self-esteem that everything was in my hands.

Zhao Jianhui smiled and didn't explain much. He squatted down, looked at the injured foot, stretched out his hand to tear off two strips of cloth on his trouser legs, and found 5 thumb-thick branches in the forest. He skillfully clamped the injured part and tied it up, clapped his hands, and said to the stunned Hu Ming: "Okay, I'll carry you down, Miss Gan is waiting at the foot of the mountain."

As for the reason why Hu Ming was injured, Zhao Jianhui didn't even ask.

If you can tell you something, people may tell you on their own initiative if you don't ask. If you can't tell you something, it's useless to ask. Looking at Gan Xiaojing's aura and the driver's clothes, even a fool can guess that this is not an ordinary person.

The more extraordinary a person is, the more extraordinary his story will be. Sometimes, it is better to know nothing than to know too much!

After a rest of more than ten minutes, Gan Xiaojing had put on the socks on her left foot and walked slowly on the road in high heels to meet them. Seeing Zhao Jianhui carrying Hu Ming on his back, he stood there and waited quietly.

Originally, Zhao Jianhui thought that sending Gan Xiaojing and Hu Ming to the parking lot would delay his time, but he didn't know that the two people were also going to the leisure square at the foot of the mountain. The three of them didn't say much and walked down the mountain.