The Blackened Male Lead Needs to Be Pampered

  Chapter 651 The Ninth Wife of the Marshal (57)

  I don’t know whether to say that Shao Yan was lucky and happened to go back, or whether he expected Huo Nanting to come back, so he ran away by himself, leaving Huo Nanting in vain.

  Sang Jian is more inclined to the first situation, otherwise he would not leave his men and run away.

   It's just that Huo Nanting has calculated thousands of times and never thought that Sang Jian would come here.

"Bring back."

  Huo Nanting glanced coldly at the others, and got into the car with Sang Jian in his arms.

  He almost threw Sang Jian into the car, and waited for her to sit firmly before going up and sitting beside her.

  Just now Huo Nanting wanted to rush into the building to rescue Sang Jian, so he poured himself a bucket of water, and now his whole body is wet.

   I don’t know if it’s the reason, but Sang Jian felt a chill emanating from his body.

  She was sitting upright, glancing at Huo Nanting beside her from time to time.

  Old Li was outside watching other people **** another pedestrian back into the car behind him, and then he got in the car and started the car to go home.

  The car left smoothly, and Sang Jian couldn't help but look back at the small building behind which was still burning.

  She reached out and grabbed the back of Huo Nanting's hand beside her, and asked softly, "Aren't you going to dispose of the corpse?"

  Hearing this, Huo Nanting half-closed his eyes and stared dangerously at Sang Jian, "When did you follow?"

   Even saw him kill?

  Sang Jian withdrew his gaze, "You followed me right after you left."

  She tilted her head and looked at Huo Nanting, seeing that his face was not good, Sang Jian pursed her lips and said, "I saw you coming out, and I have to follow you to catch the rape. What if you give me a cuckold?"

   "..." Some people don't understand what the green hat means, but Huo Nanting still understands the word catching rape.

  He was silent for a long time, as if he was trying his best to endure something.

   Finally took a deep breath, "Then how did you get caught?"

  With Sang Jian's skills, she shouldn't be put in the small building.

  Sang Jian suddenly raised his hand to cover the wound on his forehead, and said in pain: "They don't talk about martial arts, they engage in sneak attacks!"

Seeing Sang Jian pretending to be in pain, Huo Nanting didn't care whether Sang Jian was pretending or not, and finally couldn't help but reached out and hugged her into his arms, grabbed his sleeve with the other hand, and gently wiped the blood on her forehead .

   Whilst wiping, frowning and carefully blowing the wound, for fear of hurting her.

  Sang Jian honestly leaned against his wet arms.

   To be honest, the wet feeling is hard.

   But still bearable.

  Sang Jian slightly hooked his lips, grabbed the collar of Huo Nanting's windbreaker, and asked in a low voice: "Mr. Huo, are you worried about me?"

   "..."

   Huo Nanting stopped blowing on her wound, and after a while, he continued to blow, and did not reply to Sang Jian's words.

  He just wiped off the excess blood on Sang Jian's head, without touching the wound, Sang Jian didn't hurt.

  His careful look is very useful to Sangjian.

  The sleeves are wet, just enough to wipe off the blood.

   When only a blood scar the size of a thumbnail remained on Sang Jian's forehead, Huo Nanting withdrew his hand.

  His sleeve has been stained a little red.

  Sang Jian was still leaning in his arms, grabbing his collar, "Actually, I never thought you would come back."

   "If I don't come back, what are you going to do?" Huo Nanting's Adam's apple rolled.

   "I'm thinking whether I have to disfigure myself and come out again, or is it more important to save my life?"

  Sang Jian told the truth, "After thinking about it, I felt that saving my life was the most important thing, and then you came back. So there is no if."

  He's back, it's true, although it's not her purpose.

  (end of this chapter)