The Blackened Male Lead Needs to Be Pampered

  Chapter 628 The Marshal's Ninth Wife (34)

  Sang Jian suddenly raised her elbow and attacked the person behind her. The next moment, her mouth was tightly covered, and she was hugged by the waist.

  Sang Jian smelled a strong smell of blood and a familiar smell, and then she calmed down, and let someone carry her away.

  The two of them had just left when several people rushed in.

   But after a quick glance, he made sure no one was there and left.

  Huo Nanting carried Sang Jian directly to the second floor, and just missed the group of people.

  On the second floor, Huo Nanting found a dark corner and threw Sang Jian over there. He leaned against the wall and sat on the ground slowly, clutching his wound.

   "Are you looking for death impatiently?" Huo Nanting stared at Sang Jian with cold eyes.

  His voice was hoarse and weak, and it sounded like he was seriously injured.

   "Mr. Huo, we just made an appointment today to treat me like my wife. Why are you so fierce?"

  Sang Jian approached Huo Nanting, because there was no light, she could only use the moonlight to feel for his wound on Huo Nanting's body.

  Huo Nanting grabbed her wrist to prevent her from touching it, "What are you doing?"

   "See if you will die." Sang Jian forcibly pulled his wrist out and continued to **** on him.

   Perhaps it was because Huo Nanting lost too much blood and had no strength in his body, but Sang Jian broke free easily.

  Huo Nanting's face was gloomy, "Don't worry, I will let my little daughter-in-law be buried with me before I die, hiss~"

  Before Huo Nanting finished speaking, Sang Jian's little hand touched his first wound, and he gasped in pain.

  Sang Jian sneered, "Do you know it hurts? It is said that people who are about to die say good things. I think Mr. Huo is about to die, but his words are getting worse and worse!"

   "See you Sang! Hiss~" Huo Nanting gritted his teeth.

  Sang Jian touched his second wound again.

   "It seems that not only the speech is unpleasant, but also a lot more. I know that I will be unable to speak after I am about to die. Would you like to take advantage of this time to say a few more words?"

  Honanting: "..."

  He was just annoyed what this little brat was doing here!

   In terms of speaking badly, she must speak badly!

  However, Huo Nanting frowned as if remembering something, "How did you find this place? How did you know something happened to me?"

  Huo Nanting always felt that he shouldn't die at this time. Although he was deceived, he would definitely be able to escape.

  He thought that someone would come to save him, but he didn't expect that the first one he saw would be Sang Jian!

  He hid in this building just now, and saw every move of Sang Jian downstairs.

  She didn't scream in fear, but calmly and calmly searched first, found the weapon and then hid.

  Is this really just a thirteen-year-old girl?

   "If I say, this is telepathy, would you believe it?" Sang Jian touched Huo Nanting from top to bottom.

   It was found that he had injuries on the side of his waist, injuries on his thighs, and injuries on his arms.

  The whole person is almost useless.

   "Tch." Huo Nanting snorted disdainfully, obviously amused by Sang Jian's answer.

   "Since you don't believe me, don't ask so many questions."

  Sang Jian tore off a few pieces of her pettiskirt from the bottom of the skirt, and helped Huo Nanting to bandage the wound.

  While wrapping around his waist, Sang saw that the whole person was almost lying in his arms,

   Huo Nanting leaned against the wall, his eyes flashed slightly, and suddenly he reached out and hugged her into his arms.

   whispered: "I believe."

   Telepathy?

   Sounds outrageous, but he believed it.

  (end of this chapter)