"Miss, I'm so blind, so you'll spare me?" His two bodyguards were knocked down so easily. The pig-headed man really didn't dare to underestimate Ye Yajun.
He raised his eyebrows slightly and looked at the pig-headed man in front of him. Ye Yajun said jokingly: "What did you say? I don't plan to cook or fry you. Why are you so afraid of doing?"
The pig-headed man looked at Ye Yajun, who looked like a witch in front of him, regretting his stupid thoughts before him, but unfortunately Ye Yajun didn't plan to just spare him.
The kick he kicked the man over the ground. Ye Yajun stepped on him several times in angrily. Hearing the screams like a pig killing in his ear, Ye Yajun seemed to have not heard of it. At this time, Ye Yajun's face was as deep as ice, and the irritability in his eyes was clear
No more.
As soon as he entered the bar, he saw this scene. Ye Yajun, who was slender, was kicking the pig-headed man on the ground with his little feet. He screamed, and the crowd around him looked scared.
Frowning slightly, Yan Han strode forward, bypassed the others, and walked to Ye Yajun. Seeing that she was planning to continue to fight, Yan Han couldn't help but worry about the incident, so he pulled him hard and pulled him into his arms.
Ye Yajun, who was pulled into Yanhan's arms, was still restless and struggling to leave. Yanhan had to use more force to suppress it, and Ye Yajun was the same.
The stalemate between the two continued for a long time until Ye Yajun finally stopped struggling. She stopped struggling, but she looked up and said to Yan Han, "Let me go!"
"Don't let go!" The two words as hard as iron swore the cold uncompromising.
She stared at him tightly, but found that she could beat and scold others unscrupulously, but towards Yan Han, she only felt that she was so naive and willful.
Looking down at the iron-like arms that were imprisoning her, Ye Yajun remembered what she had seen before, "You just came out like this, Nian Rouyi couldn't wait for you, wouldn't she cry to death with sadness?"
"What does it matter to me if she cried to death?" She looked indifferent, as if Nian Rouyi was just an irrelevant person. In Ye Yajun's eyes, Yan Han's reaction made her snort coldly, "Everyone goes to your house."
What else does it have to do with you? He is cold and he has to draft even when he lies."
"I don't lie, why do I have to draft?" After pinching Ye Yajun's angrily little face, Yan Han felt that he wanted to laugh at this moment...
Looking at Yan Han's serious look speechlessly, it turns out that it is even more difficult to be suspected when a serious person lies. At this time, Ye Yajun's mind was full of Nian Rouyi's appearance just now, and she didn't think about it before.
Is it possible that I misunderstood?
At this time, the background behind the two people was a pig-headed man who fell to the ground, and a group of people watched the scenes of them. Unfortunately, they were both used to being paid attention to, and they were actually having sex in this situation.
A swearing behavior.
Suddenly, Ye Yajun reached out to the cold, "Give me your hand!"
A trace of doubt flashed in his eyes, but Yan Han still did it, just... "Which hand?"
Ye Yajun did not say anything. Yan Han hesitated and stretched out his right hand and placed it on Ye Yajun's hand. Unfortunately, someone was not satisfied. After changing his left hand, he was still dissatisfied. Finally, he put his hands on both hands and was satisfied...
Of course she was satisfied, because she was free from the constraints of his arms! She turned around and, in the cold, Ye Yajun ran away instantly...
Seeing a woman running on the ground without shoes, although there won’t be too many things in the bar, if there is a broken wine glass... I haven’t finished thinking about it yet, should I say he is a crow’s mouth?
Ye Yajun had already heard a scream!
Ye Yajun only felt that she was really unlucky, not only unlucky, but also very unlucky. She should have stepped on pieces of glass on her feet, and the tingling sensation kept coming from the soles of her feet.
After a moment of dizziness, Ye Yajun was already in his arms by Yan Han. Looking at the darkness nearby, Yan Han felt annoyed, "You dare to run around barefoot! Do you think you are too healthy and have to get out of the ordinary?"
After squirming uneasyly, Ye Yajun felt that his old face had disappeared. He actually did such a childish thing and ended up hurting. But when he felt that Ye Yajun was moving again, he lowered his head and looked indifferently.
, "I'm going to step on it a few more?"
Ye Yajun was quiet. Such a severe cold was so terrible... She leaned obediently in his arms. It was obvious that this was what she had been looking for and longing for, but now she was a little confused.
The pain in the soles of his feet, mixed with recent grievances, Ye Yajun shed tears in his cold arms, gradually wetting the part of his Yuexiongkou.
Ye Yajun's aggrieved expression made Yan Han's heart shake, and an indescribable sadness continued to spread. After tightening his arms, Yan Han decided to solve Ye Yajun's injury first. They still have a lot of time to speak and relieve them.
Her misunderstanding and the thing hidden in his heart...
The waiter on the side had already thoughtfully handed Ye Yajun's shoes to Yan Han's right hand. In the eyes of everyone, Yan Han hugged Ye Yajun and left directly.
Because there happened to be a clinic nearby, Ye Yajun was not a big wound, so Yan Han decided to bandage it in the clinic. On the way, he hugged her and Yan Han asked softly: "Why do you hit him?"
Ye Yajun naturally knew which Yan Han was talking about. Wasn't he just hitting someone when he came? But the reason was that she didn't want to say it. When she closed her eyes, Ye Yajun said coldly: "Look, he owes him!"
"Speak well!" He frowned slightly. He felt really uncomfortable when he looked at Ye Yajun like this. Unfortunately, no matter what he said, Ye Yajun was just a look like I didn't want to pay attention to you, making the cold and speechless.
The clinic arrived. Seeing that it was not very lively, but it was also a clinic with many patients. Yan Han carried Ye Yajun in without hesitation.
A girl dressed in a nurse saw the two of them coming in and looked directly at Ye Yajun in Yanhan's arms and said, "Sir, please carry your girlfriend to the bed over there first, and then wait."
After looking at the queue, Yan Han obeyed the nurse and first put Ye Yajun on the bedside, "Wait for me, if you are injured, you will die if you dare to run around."
He made a secret curling expression, but Ye Yajun ignored Yan Han's instructions and turned his back to him, looking like he was about to sleep. Cough, this is a clinic, and it doesn't seem to be a place to sleep.
"Miss, wake up first~" The faint force of refusal was pushing her shoulders. Ye Yajun came back to her senses in a daze, but saw a very sweet girl. The girl had a small face, and her eyes were like the crescent moon when she smiled.
The two little tiger teeth exuded a little naughty aura. This is a girl with extreme agility and sweetness.
Putting away his confusion, Ye Yajun looked at the sweet girl in front of him, not understanding what she was going to do. The girl blinked playfully and signaled her to look at the basin in her hand, "Your injuries need to be cleaned, so
I'll do some cleaning for you first?"
It turned out that he wanted to clean his wounds. Ye Yajun nodded and sat up. The wounds were a bit troublesome because Ye Yajun ran in the bar without shoes before, so his feet were very dark.
The girl seemed not aware of Ye Yajun's embarrassment, and she carefully wiped the skin around the wound with a cotton swab and cleaned it. When the wound was treated, the others became much more convenient. Not long after, Ye Yajun had been completely treated.
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Looking at the white feet in front of him, Ye Yajun raised a comfortable smile on the corner of her mouth, "Thank you, little sister, by the way, what's your name?"
"My name is Miaomiao, what is my sister's name?" With a sweet smile, Qiu Miaomiao looked at Ye Yajun in front of him curiously.
I secretly sighed at Qiu Miaomiao's cuteness. None of them has such a cute sister. Perhaps because of this, they always love Xiao Xi more.
"Ye Yajun, so Miaomiao can call me Sister Xiaoya." Let her hand go to Qiu Miaomiao's face, Ye Yajun pinched the face under her hand, which was so soft...
Ye Yajun, who came to his senses, met Qiu Miaomiao's big watery eyes and looked at her...'s hand accusedly. He stopped embarrassedly, and Ye Yajun saw the cold that had already come back there.
Ye Yajun didn't notice it. When Yanhan approached, Qiu Miaomiao's tightness was not only not noticed, but Yanhan also did not notice it. Qiu Miaomiao covered it up very well.
He handed the medicine he brought over to Qiu Miaomiao, and only saw her a nurse beside him. That should be her handling of Ye Yajun's wound. "Please be trouble!"
"No trouble, Sister Xiaoya, this medicine hurts a little, you have to endure it." Compared to Yanhan, Qiu Miaomiao's attention was more on Ye Yajun, and the result made both of them very satisfied.
"It's okay, Miaomiao, just apply medicine directly." Ye Yajun, who was mentally prepared, still held back although the subsequent application process was a little painful.
The ten-minute process of applying medicine and treating the wound was finally over. Qiu Miaomiao took gauze and wrapped Ye Yayun around, and finally ended with a beautiful bow, "Okay, Miss Xiaoya remember not to touch the wound, you will have to change it in the past two days.
Where is the medicine.”
"You have to change the medicine when this small injury is also frowning?" Ye Yajun felt very dissatisfied. It was just a small injury. She originally thought that she could solve it with a band-aid. Now she not only needs to bandage but also change the medicine... Why do you feel like you are suddenly from
What about the poor body?
Looking at Ye Yajun with disagreement, Qiu Miaomiao said angrily: "I'm saying that there was a fragment that was almost two centimeters. Does Miss Xiaoya know how to cherish herself?"
Well! Ye Yajun was speechless when he was educated so righteously by Qiu Miaomiao. The special lesson was still so soft and nice. Oh ~ What else could she say?
The corners of Yanhan's mouth raised slightly, looking at Ye Yajun with a frustrated look on his face, and said directly: "We will come to change the dressing on time."