Chapter 19: The feeling of being relied upon
Rounding a filing cabinet, she saw a figure.
Shouting and not responding, sneaky, what is this trying to do to her?
Whatever this man was going to do to her, it was the only chance she could get out right now.
After all, the door opened.
Wen Xun pinched the folder tightly, gritted his teeth, did not alarm, and the figure leaned against the filing cabinet and moved cautiously towards the door.
She hoped to get out of the door before the man noticed.
It was just as dark in the hallway, but she quickly made out the direction of the door.
But just as she stepped out of the door with one foot, the figure that she had been aiming at had turned to a filing cabinet suddenly flashed to her side somehow.
He grabbed her arm.
Wen Xun's heart shrank suddenly, and before he had time to think about it, he raised the folder in his hand and smashed it at the man's head.
"Bang."
"Whoa......
The folder slammed into the man's lightning-fast raised arm, and he blocked it and scattered it to the ground.
In the next second, his big hand suddenly tightened, and with a strong force, she stuck to him like a leaf.
Wen Xun didn't even think about raising his fist before swinging it over.
No, this charged punch didn't touch the other party at all, and was firmly grasped by his big hand in an instant.
"It's not bad, responsive, no crying, not so vegetable."
A cold and slightly ridiculous voice sounded in his ears, and Wen Xun was stunned.
The voice...... Familiar!
"Little uncle?"
Wen Xun lowered his fist and widened his eyes.
Is this a compliment to her? It sounded as if he had deliberately ignored her and deliberately tested her guts.
What bad taste? Don't you know that people are scared to death?
Wen Xun frowned.
The fingertips of one hand were pressing against the pulse of her wrist, and a tingling ran through her body, and the other hand wrapped her hand tightly, the heat of the palm of her hand scorching the back of her hand.
Wen Xun blushed uncontrollably, hurriedly broke away, and hurriedly took a step back like a rabbit.
"Why is Uncle Xiao here?"
Wen Xun asked as he stretched out his head to look out.
It's dark, it's quiet, and he's alone.
Lu Fei lowered her eyebrows and glanced at the dangling head, put her hands in her pockets, and stepped out of front of her eyes with her legs.
"It's time for you to change my dressing. I called you and no one answered. ”
Wen Xun: "......"
She stared at the tall back in a daze, and waited for him to walk out a few steps before she reacted and hurriedly caught up.
"Did I say I was going to change your dressing? I don't think I left you a number, and ......."
Lu Fei suddenly turned around, and Wen Xun, who was busy posing with doubts in his heart, rushed into his arms without being careful.
The reckless force was not small, and Lu Fei felt a slight pain in his heart.
He raised his hand and used his height advantage to directly press down on the head that had hit him.
A fingertip wrapped around a strand of hair and pulled it back slightly, and Wen Xun's head was forced to rise.
She looked at Lu Fei in embarrassment. Lu Fei frowned slightly.
"If you don't change it for me, who will change it for me? You should be responsible for your own troubles. ”
“……”
Suddenly I felt like I was being relied upon.
Wen Xun shook his head, seeing that Lu Fei had no intention of letting go, so he had to raise his hand and push Lu Fei's hand to signal him to let go.
I don't know if he did it on purpose, Wen Xun felt that when he moved his hand away from her head, the strand of hair was pulled hard, and the scalp was painful.
She rubbed her head and couldn't help but complain.
"Little uncle, let me remind you that it was you who others wanted to kill, and I was the first to be affected by you. I haven't said anything about you, but you blame me. What a ......."
Lu Fei continued to walk forward, ignoring the people behind him.
An unreasonable look.
Wen Xun rolled his eyes at the back of the landing owl.
Trotted to the office to retrieve the phone and bag. Glancing at the time on her phone, she gasped.
Three o'clock in the morning.
This point is not terrible.
The scary thing is that this person can chase her here at this point just because he wants her to change the dressing.
He shouldn't have left her number, check the number, and then find her location by any means, it will take a lot of effort, and then come from home, and this 46th floor......
You won't climb the 46th floor, will you?
This ruthlessness...... If you offend him in the future, you will definitely chase her to the ends of the earth to seek revenge.
Wen Xun thought about it, and the cold sweat on his back was about to come down.