Jiang Jiu lowered his head, looked at the shadow that enveloped her, slightly tightened his fingers holding the stone, and the green tendons on the back of his hand stretched out.

I don't know why, it seems to be quiet, even Bai Jingrui doesn't cry anymore, only the little gangster who vomits blood is still rolling on the ground, constantly screaming in pain.

It's hard to describe what it's like to see this man again-

It's like the sky is cloudy again after it has just cleared, and the pressure is so strong that you can't breathe.

The rustling sound of the soles of his shoes and the weeds came over, and it was he who came over and came to her, Jiang Jiu pursed his lips, looked at the other party leaning over, stretched out his slender and beautiful hand, took out the stone she was holding in the palm of her hand, and threw it on the ground not far away.

Then, with a sink, he took off his coat and put it over her disheveled shoulders.

It's too fast –

All that came to her quiet mind was the thought of the month.

- It came too quickly.

- She's not ready.

- She wasn't ready to face this face that was exactly like his.

The body was light, it was picked up from the ground, Jiang Jiu subconsciously raised his head, and it was the man's thin and neat jaw line.

There was a faint cyan stubble on his chin, and he didn't have time to stop and clean up after a few days.

Xu was aware of her gaze, the man lowered his eyes, a cold gaze crossed her face, and she saw a faint anger in his gaze.

Jiang Jiu pursed his lips, looked away, and looked at Bai Jingrui and them not far away.

Several thugs were pressed to the ground by the people brought by Wen Xili, all of them were tall adult men with strong bodies, and they directly scared those weak chicken-like thugs, lying on the ground with pale faces, and they didn't dare to gasp.

Where has Grandma Zhang seen this battle, her eyes widened while holding Bai Jingrui, and she looked at the dozens of people who appeared in her courtyard in horror, looking helpless.

Jiang Jiu said in a hoarse voice: "You let me down, I can go by myself." ”

She didn't know where the man's scales were touched by these words, and she obviously felt the tightening of this guy's arm, and the hand that was tightly wrapped around her waist was pinched into the flesh, as if she was going to stop her waist into two pieces.

She took a low breath, didn't dare to speak, curled up in the man's arms, and pointed to the hut by the lake not far away, "I live there now." ”

Wen Xili didn't say anything, only walked in the direction she pointed out.

Jiang Jiu turned her head and looked at Bai Jingrui and Grandma Zhang, and saw that the two of them were in the middle of the pile of men, looking at her worriedly, and she didn't feel very comfortable.

When he came to the door of the hut, before Jiang Jiu took out the key to open the door, he saw the man raise his foot, "Bang! With a thud, his wooden door was kicked open completely.

Jiang Jiu's movements were still in the state of pulling out the key, looking at the wooden door that was about to fall, he was silent for a moment, and did not speak again.

The man stepped into the room, wandered his gaze around the room for a few seconds, and then walked over and placed her on the bed.

Jiang Jiu looked up at the face of the man standing in front of her.

This extremely beautiful male face, at the moment, because of anger, is dazzling and can't take your eyes off, those dark eyes, the gaze is gloomy over her, ginger wine slightly put her legs together, wrapping her arms around her to hide the goosebumps that come out of her body.