Chapter 8: Who Took the Advantage
If you thank you, you have to start thinking of excuses before you even have a draft, Su Feiran sighed that she was in a hurry to go out today and didn't count it, otherwise she shouldn't have come even if the opportunity was rare.
She smiled, stood up slowly, and was about to speak when she was interrupted by Yan Wenzhou.
"There's no need to make up nonsense, if I want to know, there is a way."
After speaking, Yan Wenzhou slid the wheelchair to the side of the bed, and glanced back at her who was stunned: "But come to help?" ”
Su Feiran looked down at the yukata on his body that would be exposed at any time, and waved his hand again and again: "I'm so embarrassed to take advantage of you!" ”
"Are you afraid that I will take advantage of you?"
Hearing her words, Yan Wenzhou did not continue to ask her to help, but climbed into bed with difficulty.
Looking at his cold face from a distance, Su Feiran stomped his feet: We are not the ones who repay virtue with resentment!
Besides, with the appearance of the young master, it is indeed her who takes advantage.
Gritted his teeth and stepped forward, with the help of his own divine power since childhood, he hugged Yan Wenzhou's chest from behind.
He looks thin, but the muscles in his chest are undulating, tight and heavy, and he feels very secure when he holds it!
Su Feiran didn't wear underwear, the softness was against his strong back, and when he shouted one, two, three, and force, it was even more tightly attached to him.
Obviously, there was still a bathrobe and shirt, but the scorching body temperature made Yan Wenzhou frown: Isn't this woman afraid of being taken advantage of? What is it now, take advantage of him?
Helping Yan Wenzhou get up hard, Su Feiran's strength was still limited, and when he put Yan Wenzhou down on the bed, he also fell down.
Yan Wenzhou was quick to move, turned over and fished people, and the girl's petite body did not hit a concussion on his back.
"I'm sorry to say a lot, I have limited strength......"
Su Feiran raised her head a little embarrassed, and swallowed a mouthful of saliva before she finished speaking.
From her point of view, Yan Wenzhou's eyelashes were extraordinarily long, and a patch of gray fell on her lower eyelid.
The Adam's apple, the symbol of the man, slides slightly, forming an alluring and deadly triangle with the thin and delicate collarbone.
As for the scent of pine needles on his body, which was like the logo, it kept coming out of her open chest, burrowing into her nose and occupying her nerves.
Who takes advantage of whom this time?
Before Hallelujah finished singing the song in his heart, his eyes touched a piece of burnt skin under his shirt.
Hallelujah instantly became a crackling and burning sound.
"Go away, I'll take you out!"
The girl wearing the mask sneaked into the warehouse where the teenager was kept, and looked at him as he was dying, and before the rope could be untied, he smelled a smell of gasoline.
The boy's voice was hoarse, and his eyes were exceptionally bright in the night: "They want to kill me." ”
The girl didn't understand the concept of murder, she only knew that if she got him away, her father, who was a doctor, would not be considered a kidnapper.
As soon as the two of them came out of the warehouse on the second floor, they were surrounded by a sea of fire, Su Feiran was frightened, and was pulled into an embrace when he was crying.
"I'll take you to jump so you can survive."
Then there was Su Feiran's timidity, the persistence of the teenager, and when the flames eroded, she was escorted into the arms of a faint pine needle.
He was burned and broke his leg.
When my brother arrived, he only pulled her out of his arms, who was unconscious......
"Have you seen enough?"
The lazy voice was a little ridiculous, which made Su Feiran, who had come back to his senses, jump up.
However, something even more embarrassing happened in the next second.
The yukata was already loose, and it was only by holding it up with a belt to keep it from collapsing.
After such a toss just now, I don't know when the fragile belt has been scattered.
As Su Feiran got up, the spring light was unobstructed.
"Close your eyes!"
She shouted angrily, quickly pulled her clothes on, and glared back at Yan Wenzhou, who was lying still, the latter was expressionless, and she was still hurt by her shame.
"Actually, it's in good shape."
Su Feiran exploded: "Shut up!" ”
The man was silent for a moment, "Your expression just now was too hurt. ”
Yes, she was hurt.
Not only because he was watched, but also because Yan Wenzhou praised him with a pure and desireless expression, and said that he was in good shape!
"I don't need your comfort, I know I'm in good shape!"
Su Feiran was angry, very different from the image of a hippie smiling face at all times.
Because of the paralysis of his lower body, Yan Wenzhou was lying motionless at this moment.
He looked at Su Feiran like a fried kitten, and his mood was unexpectedly good, and the curvature of his mouth kept rising slightly.
Even he didn't notice it.
It's just that he was just a minute ago, he lowered his eyes, but saw a huge sense of guilt and sadness in Su Feiran's eyes.
She had been staring at the burns on her chest.
Over the years, there have been many people who have seen his wounds, and their eyes have been evasive, distressed, and sympathetic.
Only her eyes are full of guilt and avoidance, why? As a doctor, she shouldn't be afraid of the hideous nature of the wound.
But before he could think about it, Su Feiran interrupted his train of thought with his own strength.
"I'm leaving!"
Su Feiran was wrapped in a bathrobe, and said in her heart that she had to go, she had to go!
She really couldn't continue to be under the eaves with Yan Wenzhou, even if she was wrapped in a yukata, she had to go home.
"If you go out now, I'm afraid that my second uncle will send more people to block you."
Yes, after all, she was betrayed by Yan Wenzhou just now.
Thinking that two million might be lost, Su Feiran's heart ached and became more and more irritable.
"What the hell do you want to do?"
She only formally met Yan Wenzhou a few days ago, and the more she tried to avoid contact with him in a few days, the more he posted it.
Su Feiran thought about it for a while and didn't understand why, grabbed her hair and collapsed, and then suddenly raised her head in horror: "You won't really fall in love with me, will you?" ”
There was no support for his back, and although Yan Wenzhou couldn't sit up completely with his body, he could also half-support his body.
When he heard her words, he had just gotten up halfway up, and his nose immediately responded to her with a series of sneers: "Guess? ”
"I guess not."
After all, from the first time I saw him, I knew that he was really a human ink painting, the kind of speechless and ruthless.
"Why the hell? Just because I received money from two Mr. Yan? But I said that I will definitely be able to cure the old man, I don't believe you can change people, I have no opinion, you really don't have to stare at me like this! ”
Su Feiran was devastated.
He paid so much attention to her, how could he follow him and lurk around him in the future to investigate?
The half-propped man narrowed his eyes slightly, his expression was unfathomable, and he stared at her fox eyes: "Probably because, you look very familiar." ”