"It's fine." He was holding on with the last of his strength, and if he stopped and rested now, he didn't know if he would have the strength to carry her on his back again.

Cheng Ruoke stretched out his hand to help Zhan Leyan wipe the sweat from his forehead and sideburns, and then, lying on his back, whispered in his ear: "I'm sorry." ”

"It's good to know." Zhan Le responded unceremoniously, "Even my car, I will put it on your account and return it slowly when I go back." ”

Look, for Zhan Leyan, gentleness is like fashion, fleeting.

"It's not that I can't afford to pay it back, but I'm also a well-known designer in Switzerland, and the few wedding dresses on display at the Milan show are more than enough to repay your sports car." For the sake of his own face, Cheng Ruoke could only learn to show his arrogance and boast.

Although she had no idea how much her clothes would sell.

"Oh? But now you are in China, no one knows you as a 'well-known designer', you are just a servant of mine. Zhan Le did not forget to remind Cheng Ruoke of this fact.

"The sky will descend on the Si people, you must first suffer their minds, maybe it won't be long, I will be bitter, hot, you better be nice to me, maybe I can sign you, or design a dress, and when I become a big designer in the future, it is not so easy to beg me."

"Cheng Da Designer, do you think you will be more famous than Chanel, Armani and Prada?" Zhan Leyan slapped his face unceremoniously.

Cheng Ruoke was speechless.

Seeing that Cheng Ruoke couldn't answer, Zhan Leyan chuckled.

"Without faith, it is difficult to achieve great things." He said.

Cheng Ruoke was stunned, was he teaching or teaching?

"These are the top brands you are talking about, and it has taken decades or even hundreds of years to get to where they are today, and I'm just a newcomer who has only participated in one Milan wedding show, where do you give me confidence?"

Zhan Leyan chuckled lowly.

"So, who just said that they were going to design my clothes and sign them for me?"

"I ...... I'm just talking...... "It turns out that he is waiting for himself here, Cheng Ruoke said to Zhan Leyan that his mouth was completely fine.

Is he negotiating too much, and he will never suffer a loss.

"Since I said it, I have to do it, and if possible, I am willing to provide you with conditions." As long as you stay in China.

"I ...... I'm ...... in Switzerland."

"Here we are." Zhan Leyan interrupted Cheng Ruoke's words, he didn't want to listen to what she was going to say next.

Cheng Ruoke looked up and saw two big red lanterns hanging under the eaves of a house not far in front of him, and there were only a few dog barks that were quiet everywhere.

As they approached, the dog barked more and more away, and gradually, a few hundred meters long, the lights were lit.

It turned out to be a village, a small fishing village.

"I think...... It's a little familiar. Cheng Ruoke rummaged through the memories of this place in his mind.

"Familiar, indeed." Zhan Leyan walked straight towards the house with the red lantern on her back.

"It's not ...... Farmhouse! Cheng Ruoke shouted in surprise.

"I see."

There is a sign hanging at the door, the courtyard of the fishing village, this is the place where Ling Fan once brought Cheng Ruoke to before.

However, they all walked from the main road and had never come from the back of the village, so they didn't expect them to come here at all.

"Knock knock ......" Zhan Leyan knocked on the wooden door of the house.

The people inside had already been woken up by the barking of dogs, and when they heard the sound of walking in the yard, they were naturally very energetic, so as soon as they heard the knock on the door, they asked vigilantly: "Who!" ”

The voice was familiar, the restaurant owner, Ling Fan's friend.

"Zhan Leyan." Zhan Leyan replied in a low voice.

The people inside let out a "huh", full of doubt.

Of course, you should be confused, but it's past two o'clock in the morning, and anyone will be confused.

The door was opened a crack, and Xiao Qi saw a man standing outside by the moonlight, and he was carrying a ...... on his back

"Hell......"

Xiao Qi shouted in fright and closed the door with a bang.

Cheng Ruoke, who was outside, was also taken aback, and turned to look behind him.

"Ghost ...... Where is it......" she asked Zhan Le Yan with a shudder.

"Isn't it on my back......" Zhan Leyan said and knocked on the door.

Cheng Ruoke's first reaction was to get off Zhan Leyan's back, but suddenly realized that on his back, wasn't that herself?

Why did she become a ghost?

"Xiao Qi, open the door!" Zhan Leyan ate the closed door, so naturally he couldn't be happy.

"I ...... My brother is not here, sister-in-law, you better go......" Xiao Qi's intermittent voice came from inside.

Cheng Ruoke finally understood.

It turned out that he thought of himself as Wenwen.

"Xiao Qi, I'm Ruoke, Cheng Ruoke, I've been here with you, with Ling Fan." Cheng Ruoke got down from Zhan Leyan's back, and he jumped to the door, knocking on the wooden door again.

Xiao Qi heard Cheng Ruoke's voice and came to the door again, this time, he opened the door directly.

"Are you Cheng Ruoke? You are...... Mr. Zhan? His expression changed from horror to surprise, "But in the middle of the night, how did you end up here, and ...... So embarrassed? ”

"Can you let us go in first!" Zhan Leyan's mood looked terrible.

"Oh, come in, it's dewy outside, and it's easy to get sick." Xiao Qi ushered the two into the room and turned on the light in the room.

What is the dew, the river has been soaked......

Cheng Ruoke said in his heart.

When the two of them entered the house, Xiao Qi found that they were all wet, so he hurriedly went to cook two bowls of ginger tea and brought them out.

"Drink it, be careful of catching a cold, how did you do this, how did you get like this?" Xiao Qi looked at the embarrassed two people and was curious.

"It's a long story."

Cheng Ruoke took a sip of the hot ginger soup, and suddenly felt that the heat filled his limbs, and when he turned his head again, he saw that Zhan Leyan was still sitting like that, and he didn't move the bowl of ginger soup.

"Why don't you drink it?" She asked Zhan Leyan.

Zhan Leyan looked down at the bowl on the table with disgust and did not speak.

"You don't like to drink, do you? Afraid of the smell of ginger? ”

"Yes." Zhan Leyan turned his head with a hint of embarrassment on his face.

Cheng Ruoke couldn't help laughing.

"Hahaha, it's rare that you have something to be afraid of, but ...... If you don't drink it, you'll catch a cold, so you'd better drink a little. She persuaded.

"Yes, Mr. Zhan, I deliberately put some brown sugar to remove the taste, you can drink a little bit to prevent colds."

Zhan Leyan lowered his head and sniffed the bowl of ginger soup, still picked it up, and took a small sip, but quickly put it down, and the expression on his face was like eating Coptis chinensis.

"Is it that bad? I think it's delicious, it's warm. Cheng Ruoke drank to herself.

Zhan Leyan simply got up and walked towards the counter.

"Is the medicine kit still here?" He asked.

I don't know how many times before, he and Chi Cheng were in this small shop, helping Ling Fan deal with those wounds that he didn't know where they came from.

"Yes, it's still there." Xiao Qi nodded.

Sure enough, Zhan Leyan found the medicine box in the drawer under the counter.

Cheng Ruoke was still drinking soup, Zhan Leyan walked straight over, sat on the stool opposite her, and lifted one of her legs on his lap.

"You...... What are you doing! Cheng Ruoke was shocked and spilled half a bowl of ginger soup on the ground.

Zhan Leyan took out disinfectant and cotton swabs from the medicine box, disinfected the wounds on Cheng Ruoke's legs, and after disinfection, he used band-aids to paste those small wounds one by one.

Then switch to the other leg.

Xiao Qi was dumbfounded.

When I helped Ling Fan before, I had never seen Mr. Zhan so quiet and gentle, and I didn't stop when I didn't give up when I was scolding Ling Fan.

"Help clean up a room." Seeing Xiao Qi looking this way, Zhan Leyan leaned to the left to block his vision.

After all, Cheng Ruoke's calves are very beautiful.

After the wounds were treated, he found safflower oil again and rubbed the redness and swelling of her ankles for her.

"Pain, pain, pain, pain......" Cheng Ruoke grabbed Zhan Leyan's wrist in pain.

The hot sensation ran down her skin into the wound, and the painful and numb sensation made her a little unbearable.

"Bear with me." Zhan Leyan has no intention of stopping at all.

If you don't rub the bruises and redness of the wound as soon as possible, it will leave sequelae.

Therefore, the more Cheng Ruoke shouted pain, the heavier the strength in Zhan Leyan's hand.

When he finished the 'treatment', Zhan Leyan raised his head and found that Cheng Ruoke had cried in pain.

"Get up and move." He tried to pull her feet to the ground.

Cheng Ruoke was so angry that Zhan Leyan didn't know how to 'pity the fragrance and cherish the jade', so he kicked out and shook off his hand.

"You don't have to worry about me!" She turned her head aggrievedly and sat down facing him with a trembling back.

It happened that Xiao Qi came out of the back bedroom and saw Cheng Ruoke losing his temper with Zhan Leyan.

He thought that Zhan Leyan would throw his hands away in a rage.

But he was shocked.

Zhan Leyan not only didn't get up to leave, but also hugged Cheng Ruoke directly as a princess and forcibly hugged him tightly in his arms.

"Which one?" He asked Xiao Qi with a cold face.

"This ...... This ......"

Seeing Zhan Leyan's black face that could almost make it rain, Xiao Qi sweated for Cheng Ruoke's safety.

He led Zhan Leyan to a guest room in the backyard.

The inside is clean and tidy, and it looks like it's cleaned a lot.

"Mr. Zhan, you ...... You have to be light, Miss Cheng, she is injured. Xiao Qi wanted to speak for Cheng Ruoke.

"Get out." The dim light reflected the already deep facial features on Zhan Leyan's face, with more of a dark temperament.

Xiao Qi didn't dare to say anything more, and immediately retreated, not forgetting to close the door from the outside.

Seeing Zhan Leyan approaching step by step, Cheng Ruoke turned around and jumped to the ground from the other end of the bed.

"You...... You...... What are you going to do! "She just kicked him because of the pain, should she be beaten by him?

Immediately, Cheng Ruoke suddenly discovered one thing, her ankle didn't hurt so much!

"Huh?" She moved her ankle in amazement, and sure enough, it didn't hurt so much.

"Shouldn't you have found out you'd be all right when you kicked me!" Zhan Leyan stood across the bed with the words 'apologize to me' written all over his face.