Lu Hanting's steps were very long, and Xia Xiwan stumbled after him. At this time, they came to the door of the room. Lu Hanting kicked the door open and directly dragged Xia Xiwan in.
Before Xia Xiwan could stand still, he was pulled into the shower room again. He pushed her in front of the sink, then turned on the cold water and started to wash her hands and wrists.
What is he doing?
Why are you so crazy?
Xia Xiwan quickly raised her eyebrows and began to struggle.
However, there is a huge difference in strength between men and women. Lu Hanting held her tightly with a few slender fingers, making her unable to move. He lowered his handsome eyelids and concentrated on scrubbing her wrists, as if he wanted to wash away a layer of her body.
Skin.
Lu Hanting felt so dirty.
Just thinking about her two beautiful wrists being pulled by the two drunk rich second generation and the boss, bloodthirsty rage surged in his chest.
For some reason, he couldn't see other men touching her, not even holding her little hand.
He knew that he was abnormal, and he had tried his best to restrain himself, but it still didn't work.
He couldn't stand it.
Xia Xiwan had already noticed his temper and could not provoke him at this time, so she calmed down and let him toss her around.
After a few minutes, Lu Hanting finally stopped. He took two steps forward with his long legs and pressed her directly against the porcelain wall. He pinched her small chin with two slender fingers, and then stared at her coldly.
She said, "Have I ever warned you not to show off outside, don't you understand?"
Scratch. Make a pose?
Xia Xiwan quickly shook her head, "I didn't!"
"Heh," a low and dangerous laugh rolled out of Lu Hanting's throat, "How about you show me how to split a horse now?"
“…”
Xia Xiwan's contact circle is relatively clean, but she has heard a lot. She heard that many wealthy people pick girls in high-end clubs, throw piles of cash at them, and let the girls do jackpot.
.
The wider the girls spread their legs, the more they can satisfy the men's perverted desires.
Xia Xiwan looked at the man in front of her blankly, and suddenly realized that this man never played with women, but he knew how to play with women.
She suddenly remembered an article she had seen in a magazine, which commented that a 30-year-old truly mature man should not only have enough money and power, but also have a pair of eyes that can see through women.
This kind of man is the best and can satisfy all the imagination of a woman for a man.
Xia Xiwan couldn't deny that she was indeed in love with this kind of man. Under his elegant and noble appearance, he could vividly interpret the man's indulgent evil spirit, which was as fascinating as a poppy.
But what does he mean now?
Xia Xiwan suddenly understood his indifferent feelings towards her. Could it be that he... fell in love with her?
Xia Xiwan trembled her slender feathers and looked at him doubtfully.
Lu Hanting also felt that he had said what he said, and he still couldn't accept that he was attracted to a little maid.
He quickly let go of Xia Xiwan.
Xia Xiwan held his injured right arm, meaning let me bandage it for you!
…
The two of them returned to the room. Lu Hanting sat beside the bed. Xia Xiwan stood in front of him and bent down, taking off his bloody black shirt. She wiped his wounds with a cotton ball soaked in alcohol.
Looking at this ferocious wound, Xia Xiwan's heart was still trembling. This was an injury sustained while trying to save her. Does it hurt when her watery eyes overflowed with bright water?