Chapter 92 The domineering man still hurts. Xia Cao looked at his gentle movements, and then looked at Ouyang Nuo and Jiang Han who were surrounding him. He bit his lips in annoyance, grabbed the sofa with both hands, and tried his best to hold back.
feeling of pain.
Ouyang Nuo saw these little actions of hers in his eyes, and unavoidable distress lingered in his heart. He squatted down close to her, and said softly and lowly in her ear with a smile: "We all know that it will be very painful to apply this kind of medicine.
You don’t have to endure it, even if you shout it loudly, we won’t laugh at you.”
After hearing his special words, Xia Cao gradually loosened her clenched lips.
Perhaps because he distracted her thoughts about her feet, she didn't feel the pain anymore. She turned her head slightly and looked into his charming eyes behind the gold-rimmed glasses. She suddenly thought of his deep kiss under the tree that night.
Seeing his own situation, a seductive blush appeared on his face. He lowered his head and retracted his feet forcefully. He said distractedly: "My feet are fine. You three don't need to worry so much."
I pretend to be a good person who is willing to help others." After saying this in one breath, he quickly picked up the high-heeled shoe that had been taken off from the ground and put it on in a panic.
Seeing this action of hers, Mo Mi's handsome eyebrows furrowed deeply, he snatched away her shoe and said seriously: "Your foot is injured, you can't wear high heels."
Xia Cao didn't listen to a word of his words, "I don't want you to worry about it." He said angrily, took off his high heels and put them on stubbornly, then pushed Jiang Han who was blocking the way, trying his best to hold back the discomfort on his feet,
He limped slightly towards the exit.
Mo Mi was furious, "Uh..." he twisted around and looked at her reluctant steps. In fact, he wanted to chase her back, but he moved and stopped because of some worries.
Ouyang Nuo was as meticulous as a hair. When she met his eyes and a blush appeared on her face, he noticed a slight change. At this time, he saw her holding on to the pain in her feet and stubbornly wearing high heels.
As the figure left, a tangle of sorrowful thoughts kept popping up in my heart... Damn, you want me, what should I do with you? Do you know? You made me, who shouldn't be confused, confused, and very confused...
Jiang Han's thoughts were never as complicated as the two of them. Seeing her unnatural pace no matter how much she concealed it, he sighed secretly and immediately strode to catch up with her. Without her consent, he forcibly picked her up.
"Uh..." His movements were so fierce that Xia Cao was startled, "Put it down..."
Jiang Han ignored her words and tightened his handsome face without saying a word. Under the suspicious eyes of his two friends, he hugged her and strode out of the villa.
...
"This time, Han won." Mo Mi looked at him hugging her and gradually disappearing from sight. She raised the corner of her mouth and said with a bitter smile, "Obviously I was the one who carried her, but in the end...
He carried her back."
Ouyang Nuo did not comment on these words, just smiled lightly, then sat on the sofa next to him, looking at his handsome face that rarely showed sadness, and asked with interest: "How did you meet her?"
"How did I meet her?" He pondered and recalled seriously, then suddenly shrugged in confusion and raised his lips bitterly again, "I don't know either."
His answer seemed to have no logic. Ouyang Nuo was puzzled. After a moment of silence, he found the cross-stitch under the sofa cushion. While calmly sewing stitch by stitch, he asked calmly: "How did she get injured? You
You should know, right?"
He frowned, thought for a while, turned to look at him, and showed a forced smile that he had never seen before, "No, I still don't know."
"..." Ouyang Nuo was speechless. After embroidering a stitch, he slowly raised his head and looked at him thoughtfully.
...
Jiang Han's physical strength was very good. He carried Xia Cao down the mountain and he didn't even catch his breath.
Xia Cao would not be grateful to him at all if he carried her down the mountain without any complaints. On the contrary, she might hate him even more. While twisting her body tightly in his arms uneasily, she shouted in a hoarse voice, "I don't want you to hug me."
Go home, put it down...Are you deaf? I said let me go, I want to go home by myself, I don't want you to pretend to be a good person..."
In this case, she kept shouting from the mountain to the bottom.
Jiang Han couldn't bear it anymore, "Ugh!" He sighed, looked down at her angry but cute face, frowned and said in annoyance: "Who is pretending to be a good person? Uh, you think
Am I an actor?”
"You...I...you...uh..." She was suddenly at a loss for words, bit her lip, quickly turned her face away, and avoided his eyes angrily.
Well, she finally calmed down. Jiang Han breathed a sigh of relief, looked at her side face with her head turned away, and then looked at the pleasant flowers and trees around her. His firm and sexy tentacles were faintly raised, and he carried her towards her home.
The pace of going there was unexpectedly much slower.
Gradually, Xia Cao noticed the change in his speed, suppressed the displeasure in her heart, slowly turned her head, looked up at his handsome face with deep features, and asked depressedly: "Hey, why are you walking so slowly?"
Jiang Han's thick eyebrows suddenly frowned, he paused, lowered his head to face her face, and said with extreme dissatisfaction: "My name is not Hello, my name is Jiang Han." Don't doubt it, he just inexplicably minded her seeing him as
Passers-by A and B casually call themselves "Hey".
Xia Cao glared at him and said disapprovingly: "Your name means nothing to me. I don't need to know it."
He was furious, opened his deep and sharp charming eyes, and said solemnly: "How come my name has no meaning to you? I tell you, you should not only know my name, but also remember it in your heart.
lifetime."
"I don't want it." Xia Cao was determined, with a dark and pretty face, and refused word for word.
"You must." He yelled seriously, and blurted out a sentence that spurred her to internal trauma, "I am your man."
'Snapped'
As soon as he finished speaking, Xia Cao's right hand slapped his right cheek hard. "How could you say that..." She didn't expect that he would say this sentence so confidently, "I am yours."
As for the man, thinking of that day when he tore off his clothes and pants in the CEO's office and brutally raped himself in front of Ouyang Nuo and Mo Mi, the anger in his heart surged.
Jiang Han was stunned by her.
This slap seemed to make him realize something, and he was not angry at all. After a few seconds, he stared at her angry little face and said calmly, not knowing whether it was sadness or happiness: "You hit me again.
"
I don't know when Xia Cao's clear and beautiful eyes, like her heart, became too sentimental. With a blink of an eye, mist appeared, and she looked at him hazily and asked uncomfortably.
: "So what? Are you... going to rape me again?"
Such questions were really hurtful, so Jiang Han frowned. Thinking of the visceral harm he had done to her, he sighed quietly, not daring to look at her more beautiful eyes that were filled with mist. He raised his head and said nothing.
Don't say anything, just hold her and walk forward slowly.
Xia Cao tried her best to hold back her tears. She was silent for a while, sniffed, and said hoarsely and stubbornly: "Put it down, I can go by myself."
"Your foot is injured." Jiang Han told the truth expressionlessly.
"I can walk by myself even if I'm injured." She insisted.
Jiang Han also insisted, and his big hands holding her did not relax at all, "I won't allow it. I will help people to the end and send Buddha to the West."
"Uh..." She gritted her teeth in anger, thought for a moment, and said without fear: "In this case, please walk faster. I want to get home early and don't want to be held by you on the road."
Jiang Han was stunned, and suddenly looked down at her ugly face, smiled faintly, and asked jokingly: "Do you think your body is as light as a swallow?" To prevent him from being lighthearted.
"I..." She choked, and when she saw his suppressed smile, she really hated him and itched her teeth.
Seeing that she was speechless by his questions, Jiang Han was in a good mood. He quietly raised the corner of his sexy mouth, still slowed down his pace, and walked slowly on the picturesque road with her in his arms.
...
Originally, it only took half an hour to walk back to Xia Cao's home from there, but with his speed, he carried her for more than an hour without any regrets.
Arrived just hours later.
"Okay, you can let me down now." When they arrived at the courtyard, Xia Cao hurriedly twisted her body and said angrily, fearing that her ambiguous holding position would be seen by others, especially her own family.
Seeing that she didn't want to hold her for one more second, Jiang Han had to let her go no matter how reluctant he was. He bent down slightly and carefully put her down. After she stood firm, he completely let her go.
Open your hand.
As soon as his hand loosened, Xia Cao immediately turned around, dragged her foot which was no longer very painful after applying the medicine, and walked quickly home with a slight limp.
Jiang Han was still standing there, looking at her back. When she was about to walk in, he scratched his head, looked at the sunny sky, and raised his voice with some embarrassment: "Hey, it's such a hot day. I
I took the trouble to carry you home, why don’t you invite me in for a cup of tea before leaving?”
Invite him in for tea? Haha, he has a beautiful idea!
"Hmph!" Xia Cao snorted, turned around and rolled her eyes at him, then strode into the house and slammed the door with a bang, shutting him out.
"Uh..." He frowned high. The second she closed the door forcefully, he knew that he was asking for trouble. He scratched his stylish head again, turned around and left dejectedly... Hey, what should I do?
Only in this way will you forget the unpleasantness between us?
...
"Sister, who are you angry with?" Xia Shu heard a loud slamming in the back room and asked in confusion when she came out.
"Uh... I didn't lose my temper with anyone." Xia Cao didn't want to mention Jiang Han, so he sat on the chair and said with a smile. "I succeeded in the audition today, so I'm just a little excited."
Hearing the next sentence, Xia Shu was of course very happy for her. He sat next to her with a smile and said admiringly: "Sister, you put on makeup and such high-end beautiful fashion, you are more beautiful than Zhang Xinxi.
."
She also liked hearing such compliments and asked with a smile: "Really? False?"
"Of course it is true, even if Zhang Xinxi stood in front of me, I would still say that you are prettier than her." Xia Shu affirmed seriously.