It wasn't until Qian Jiao was scratched by her that her brows furrowed slightly, that he came back to his senses, frowned and sighed, and pulled her into a room.

sat on the bed and pulled Qian Jiao into his arms.

Qian Jiao's brows frowned, and she wanted to stand up from him, but as soon as she moved, Nan Fan's hands wrapped around her waist and pressed her whole body into her arms.

Qian Jiao struggled a few times to no avail, so she had to blush, hang her head and purse her lips to stop struggling.

Nan Fan's eyes swept her aggrieved look, and a touch of distress flashed in her dark eyes, but her arms were still tightly wrapped around her, and she didn't mean to let go of her at all.

The two of them sat quietly for a while, and neither of them spoke.

I don't know how long it took, but it wasn't until there was a knock on the door that Nan Fan finally let go of the arm that was wrapping around her.

Qian Jiao hurriedly broke free from his arms, blushing and looking relieved, only to see Nanfan's heart throbbing.

Is it just that you don't want to see him?

With dark eyes, he got up and walked to the door and opened it.

It was a muscular man who knocked on the door, and he glanced quickly around the room the moment the door opened.

In Nan Fan's slightly cold eyes, he coughed dryly twice, and then with a joking voice, he lowered his voice to Nan Fan in Y Wen and said: "Meng, you still have to pay attention to your body, after all, you can only ...... if you are strong."

The man's later words, in Nanfan's colder eyes, finally failed to say it again.

Instead, he laughed dryly, and finally raised his voice in a very serious tone, and continued: "I'm going to give you medicine." ”

After speaking, he handed the medicine and gauze in his hand to Nan Fan's hand, glanced at Qian Jiao in the room with a smile, smiled hehe, turned around and ran away.

Nan Fan closed the door with the medicine, and when he walked back to the room, Qian Jiao was standing sideways on the side of the bed, but her little face was obviously redder than when he was holding her just now.

Nan Fan's cold eyes were slightly warm, and the corners of his pursed lips were instantly raised, and he stood a few steps away from Qian Jiao, looking at her stupidly.

Qian Jiao heard the man's ridicule, a little embarrassed, and a little annoyed, and finally heard that the door was closed, and she finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Long eyelashes trembled, and then he finally came back to his senses and remembered the man's words.

Sending medicine to Nanfan?

Don't?

Qian Jiao suddenly remembered the smell of burnt meat she had smelled when the side hall exploded.

She turned her head in astonishment, just in time to meet the obsessive eyes of Shang Nanfan when he looked at her, the consternation in her eyes dissipated, and she quickly became a touch of panic.

His eyes were so terrifying that Qian Jiao felt her heart beating hard just by looking at it.

She hung her head, a little afraid to look him in the eye.

The air in the room was so quiet that you could hear each other's frantic heartbeats.

Qian Jiao pinched the corners of her clothes, and suddenly realized that the man in front of her, as long as he appeared, even a look or a smile could touch her heart fiercely.

Let her rejoice, let her grieve.

Even if she is still obsessed, the shot he once wanted her to die, no matter how much she minds, this man is still deeply engraved in her heart, she can't erase it, and she can't quit.

Qian Jiao's heart suddenly felt a deep sense of powerlessness.

Since when did he start to be seared in her heart, and he can easily pull her heart.

She doesn't like this kind of self that is not free and easy.

When Qian Jiao raised her head again, the emotions in her eyes dissipated, and she had become clear and indifferent.

"You're hurt?"

Nan Fan clearly saw the change in her mood from Qian Jiao's eyes, and a touch of discomfort suddenly flashed in her obsessive eyes.

He knew that she was still blaming him.

Nan Fan's heart suddenly became a little uncomfortable, a touch of injury flashed in his eyes, but he quickly put it away, nodded at Qian Jiao, walked to the bed, tightened the medicine and gauze in his hand, and then cautiously asked tentatively: "The injury is on the back, I ...... Can you help me with the medication? ”

Qian Jiao heard the discomfort and grievances in his tone, but she didn't say anything, just hummed softly, took the medicine and gauze in his hand, let him sit on the edge of the bed, and walked behind him by herself.

Qian Jiao only glanced at it, and her dark eyes were instantly full of pity.

She was a little glad at this time, he turned his back to him, and he didn't see the full emotion in her eyes that couldn't be hidden.

The back of the earthy yellow shirt was already a scorched dark red.

It was the mark of a fire.

The skin was scorched, dark and stiff, mixed with blood gushing out.

Qian Jiao's heart throbbed and hurt, and a pair of small hands trembled uncontrollably.

She knew that these injuries were caused by the explosion in the side hall.

Her mind suddenly flashed to the picture of Nan Fan breaking into the side hall, pulling her out, and pressing her under her body when the explosion sounded, without revealing a trace.

and the nervous and terrified look in his eyes when he looked at himself after the explosion.

At that moment, she could clearly feel that Nan Fan was afraid that she would lose her fear.

I can also feel that he wants to protect her even if he wants to protect her even if he doesn't care about his life.

Just like that day on Witchham Island, when the pirates wanted to kidnap her, he would rather die than let her be hurt in the slightest, and dragged the pirate off the cliff.

When she fell into the lightning sinkhole, he also desperately jumped down with him.

Now he has chased her thousands of miles to the Middle East.

He should love her so much, regardless of his life, not afraid of life and death.

But why, at the Meng family's confession banquet that day, he was so ruthless that he shot himself?

Qian Jiao's heart was a little messy, and the chaos made her headache and distress, so much so that she didn't want to think about anything anymore.

Nan Fan waited for a while, and didn't wait for Qian Jiao to make a move, he turned around in surprise, just in time to see Qian Jiao in a daze, with a painful and struggling look.

The pain and sadness exuded from her body made Nan Fan's heart ache violently.

He pulled the person into his arms, held it down, and buried his head on Qian Jiao's shoulder.

I closed my eyes to hide the pain under my eyes, but the pain, discomfort and trembling in my voice could not be concealed at all.

"I'm sorry, I was wrong, I was wrong, I made you sad, I didn't stand firmly by your side when my grandfather was angry with you."

Even though he was afraid of his grandfather's threat at that time, he was afraid that she would be hurt by his grandfather, but his attitude was the weapon that hurt her the most.

"When I spread those false marriage contracts between my grandfather and the Meng family, I shouldn't have come forward to clarify, you are the one I want to spend my life with."

The people of the whole capital city knew that she was his woman of Mengzichuan, but the people of the whole capital thought that he was the one who wanted to take someone else, and how uncomfortable she should have been at that time.

He hadn't thought about these before, he just felt that they were supposed to be people to spend together, as long as he refused to take someone other than her, who could destroy their relationship?

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