Chapter Seventy-Seven: She Stepped Forward and Tamed Him 4 (Recommended Votes Over 300 Plus More)

Although his eyes were not as murderous as they had just been, they still had an undisguised and unsettling hostility.

Huo Shen stepped forward, bent his mind slightly towards Qiao Nian, and looked into her eyes closely, "Do you know what I did just now?" There was a group of blind people who wanted to do something to me, but they were all beaten by me and sent to the hospital, the worst one....."

He sneered, his eyes were cold, mixed with cruelty, "I guess one hand will be abolished in the future." ”

"Do you want to show off that you hit people very well, or do you threaten me that you want to punch me now?"

Qiao Nian raised his eyes to look at him, still smiling a little in his eyes, "That's really embarrassing, I'm not a three-year-old child, so I'm not so easily scared by you, but-"

She looked at the wound on his chin, which had begun to congaze a little, presumably from the fight.

"But no matter what the matter is, you must learn to deal with your wounds first, otherwise you will not be able to handle the wounds well this time, and you will leave trouble, and the next time someone provokes trouble, it will affect your performance, Huo Yan."

Qiao Nian's eyes were shining, as if the starry sky that hadn't appeared tonight was all in her eyes.

Huo Yan's breath stagnated slightly, and then he heard the girl's voice sound, "So you have to learn to be kind to yourself, even if others treat you badly, but in this world, you alone can't give up on yourself." ”

"Take care of your body."

Qiao Nian said, then raised the band-aid again and handed it to him, "Let's take it and stick the wound on the chin first, and then quickly contact your friend and send you to the hospital to disinfect the wound." ”

“.... My hand hurts and I don't want to move. ”

The night is winding around, and thousands of lights are lit.

But the darkness that permeated him was slowly dispelled by the light in her eyes.

Inexplicably, Huo Yan bowed his head weakly to the girl in front of him.

The canine ears, which seemed to be erected and fried just now, are now slowly and tamely drooping down.

Qiao Nian sighed lightly, and handed him the umbrella, "Take it, I'll help you." ”

Huo Shen obediently took her umbrella, and then a faint and good-smelling fragrance of rose essential oil approached, like a breeze on a rainy night, stirring his heart.

Immediately afterwards, the slightly stinging wound on the jaw was patched with a band-aid.

Huo Shen lowered her eyes and looked at Qiao Nian with a serious face, her long eyelashes drooped slightly, her delicate appearance was full of soft colors, and her thin white fingers moved gently under her eyelids.

The lonely dog, who had been licking his wounds alone for a long time, finally had a beautiful girl treat his wounds on a rainy night.

Huo Shen didn't expect that this girl would do such a simple move, which would be enough for him to engrave in his heart, and his life and death would never be forgotten.

He slowly raised his hand, touched his ears, which were starting to turn red and hot, and then covered his heartbeat.

I can't believe that my income is so little.

"Okay, as for the serious wound on your arm, you better contact your friend and take you to the hospital to have a look."

Qiao Nian looked up and met his inscrutable gaze, stunned.

Huo Shen saw that she was holding a band-aid wrapper in her hand, with a pattern that looked like a needle tube on it, and suddenly laughed.

Qiao Nian looked at him strangely, "What are you laughing at?" ”

He didn't answer, just looked at her fixedly, his eyes rolling quietly.

If he's a mad dog that gets sick at any time, then she's his medicine.