Chapter 502: His Strength and Domineering
Wen Ruan almost didn't hesitate, jumped down directly, and was firmly caught between his arms by the man.
Wen Ruan's fingers grasped his arm, and he could faintly feel his muscle lines tense like stone.
After receiving her, he was slightly stunned.
There was no light in the cave, he looked down at her, and could only vaguely see her beautiful outline, he frowned slightly, he didn't expect her to trust him so much.
"You're not afraid?"
"I knew you'd catch me."
Huo Hannian's eyes darkened for a long time, and the corners of his thin and cold lips hooked up a sneer.
He put Wen Ruan on the ground, and his voice was a little hoarse and cold, "At a young age, the means of seducing people are clever. ”
With such wholehearted trust, it was as if he had taken that person as his own. If you change to a man who is not very determined, you can easily be hooked by her!
But he clearly understood that she was just a shadow of him!
Although they couldn't see each other, Wen Ruan clearly felt that the cold on his body was a little stronger.
Her eyebrows furrowed, a little annoyed.
"You wear colored glasses on me, whatever I do, you will feel that I have bad intentions!"
A cold snort came out of the man's throat, "Aren't you?" ”
Wen Ruan was stunned by his words, and the good mood that was originally protected by him suddenly disappeared.
The hands hanging down at his side clenched into fists slightly, and said angrily, "You say yes, right! ”
The man didn't say anything more, and in a stiff and condensed atmosphere, he turned on the flashlight and walked forward.
After walking almost fifty meters, I saw an exit hidden by weeds.
It's just that now it's dark, and wolves howl from time to time outside, and it will be even more dangerous to leave at this time.
The man didn't speak to Wen Ruan, but picked up some dry wood and built a fire.
He sat against the wall of the cave, his silhouette looking deep and cold in the light of the fire.
Wen Ruan sat on the other side, her hands clasped around her knees, tossing around outside for a day, she was already too tired to do it.
With her small chin resting on her knees, she closed her eyes and was about to rest for a while, when suddenly a faint smell of blood wafted from the tip of her nose.
The drowsiness in Wen Ruan's mind suddenly dissipated, and she sniffed and found that the smell of blood was wafting from the opposite side.
Wen Ruan raised his long eyelashes and looked at the man opposite, who was leaning against the cave wall, his eyes closed, not knowing whether he was asleep or not.
Even though he was a little angry with him, Wen Ruan still took the initiative to break the silence, "Are you injured?" ”
The man opposite didn't speak.
He was wearing black clothes and pants, and it was impossible to see with the naked eye whether he was injured or not, but the smell of blood wafting from the air could prove that he was injured, and moreover, he was not lightly injured!
It must have been the injury she had suffered when she slid down the slope and he protected her underneath!
He had endured it for so long!!
Wen Ruan twisted her slender eyebrows, got up and walked over.
Leaning towards him, he noticed that the smell of blood was coming from behind his right shoulder.
She reached out and ran her hand over the back of his shirt.
Before he could touch him, he grabbed his wrist.
He opened his eyes suddenly, his narrow black eyes were like spilled ink, thick and deep black, and he stared at her tightly, cold and dangerous, "It has nothing to do with you!" ”
Wen Ruan looked at Huo Hannian and didn't speak, his pink lips were pursed tightly, and there was a crystal mist swirling in his eyes.
She knew that now he was too much to her, not his true heart.
His love and favor for her have been sealed, but when he encounters danger, he will subconsciously protect her.
She could bear his cold words.
But she was angry that he didn't cherish his body!
Obviously injured, he is still reckless here, and he looks painless!
Wen Ruan lowered his slender eyes, and with a snap, a hot tear fell on the back of his hand.
His sword brow furrowed, and his breathing was a little unsteady.
She lowered her eyes, he couldn't see her eyes clearly, the tip of her small nose was red, her lips were pursed and lost her blood, his brows were furrowed even tighter, and his voice was cold and hoarse, "What are you crying about?" ”
"I just want to see the extent of your injuries, take care of your wounds, and do my duty as a doctor. But you think I'm trying to seduce you again, and I look so short of men? ”
As she spoke, tear after tear kept falling on the back of his hand.
He was stunned.
In the depths of my heart, the pain that seemed to be absent and could not be ignored, like being stung by a bee, spread out again.
His contours were tense, and his eyes looked at her with a hint of helplessness, "It's not a serious injury." ”
Wen Ruan sniffed, "Then you let me see." ”
He looked at her without speaking, but the large hand that was clasped around her wrist let go.
Wen Nguyen raised his hand, unfastened his clothes, and saw the wound on his right shoulder.
There was a wound of three or four centimeters, which should have been pierced by a sharp stone.
Wen Ruan took out a few herbs from the herb, grinded them and applied them to the wound.
Her attention was on his wounds, and she didn't take the opportunity to spy on his figure.
His gloomy gaze fell on her, and he looked at her quietly.
Her long hair, which had been tied into a ponytail, fell out at some point, half draped over her shoulders and half down her cheeks.
She crouched behind him, her eyes lowered, her long eyelashes like butterfly wings in the light of the fire, fluttering and fluttering, unbelievably beautiful.
Under the beautiful Qiong nose, the lips are distinctly shaped, the color is pink, and I want to make people kiss Fangze.
She looked too attentive and religious when she treated his wounds, as if he were an important person in her life.
His eyes darkened a little as he looked at her, and his bulging throat rolled twice unconsciously.
Wen Ruan tore off a piece of clothing from his body and bandaged the wound for him.
After taking care of everything, he clapped his hands, and was just about to get up, his small and delicate chin was suddenly pinched by the man's slender and powerful hand.
Wen Ruan raised her long eyelashes to look at the man, and the moment she met his dark and deep narrow eyes, her heart jumped suddenly.
Just as she was about to say something, the man's face jerked in front of her eyes.
Before she could react, he grabbed the back of her head and kissed her directly on the lips.
Wen Ruan's mind suddenly buzzed, as if it had exploded.
She didn't expect that he would take the initiative to kiss her.
He seemed to hate her so much, how could it be-
It was a kiss, but it wasn't quite, the force he pressed down was a bit heavy, strong and domineering, with her irresistible strength.
Wen Ruan's mind was a little confused, and the moment he approached, the familiar and unfamiliar aura made her heart surge.
His eyes were hot, and tears almost welled up in his eyes.
She was not at all disgusted by his proximity, on the contrary, quite nostalgic and cherished, and the emotions of excitement and joy filled her chest.
Her hands on his shoulders couldn't help but wrap around his neck.