Chapter 18

"Where are you going? Our car is not over there. "

The man turned a deaf ear and went straight there.

Chi Huan didn't know what he was hit by again, and there was warm liquid on his forehead.

She was stupefied, and then she reacted.

It's blood.

In that second, she was so ridiculous that she had only one thought -

her face could not be hurt, she was eating by her face.

But the cry was about to burst out of the throat, but it was all stuck in the throat.

She looks very embarrassed. She has never been so embarrassed before.

She was even less embarrassed in front of others.

The noisy noise seems to be all blocking her brain. Chi Huan is confused for a while and doesn't know how to deal with it. He even hopes that he can disappear like this.

She didn't want anyone to see her embarrassment.

Another thing smashed over, she raised her hand subconsciously to block, suddenly dark in front of her eyes, the clean and familiar breath wrapped around her, covering her sense of smell.

The man's low voice sounded immediately above his head. "What are you doing standing here? Not afraid of dirt or pain? "

Moshiqian is very tall. Chi Huan is wrapped in his clothes, leaving only a small group. People are almost in front of him and between his car. In such a dim light, if you don't look carefully, you can't see it's her at all.

But as soon as the man appeared, several people's attention was attracted.

He looked down at the stains and blood on the girl's forehead, twisted his sword eyebrows, glanced slightly at moxigu and Su yabing over his eyes, and his eyebrows and eyes were gloomy.

Chi Huan pulls his sleeve and whispers his name, "ink is modest."

He said in a low voice, offended, and raised his hand to hold her horizontally. "You're hurt. I'll take you to the doctor to deal with the wound."

This one action, let more people look over, and whisper the discussion.

Chi Huan buries her face directly in the man's arms, hoping to hide herself in his clothes.

When Mo Shiqian turned around, his eyes swept coldly from the two men, and his eyes were frowning at them. He pulled his thin lips and slightly drew a satirical arc.

Moxi's heart sank suddenly, and a lot of unspeakable emotions burst out.

It's like trying to reach for something, but it's gone with the wind.

Chi Huan hangs his eyes and wipes his forehead with his coat, but in vain touches the wound. It hurts so much that she draws out air and tears roll around her eyes.

Mo Shi looked down at her and scolded, "don't touch it."

"I'm not going to the hospital. You take me home."

"Your wound needs treatment."

"These injuries are nothing."

Mo Shiqian didn't look at her this time, but his steps didn't stop and his direction didn't change.

Chi Huan raised his voice. "I asked you to take me back. Do you hear me?"

The man light way, "you just also so roar a sentence, need not be hit."

"Mo is modest!"

He said patiently, "your father said that when it comes to your personal safety, you can't be willful."

Chi Huan looked at his firm jaw, only to feel that he had never been so aggrieved.

There is only one married married woman in the fiance's eyes.

I don't know how bad it is for my fans to hurt me.

Having a bodyguard doesn't listen to her at all.

The more I think about it, the more I feel aggrieved, the tears come down from my red eyes, first one drop after another, then I can't stop surging down, lying on his shoulder, I began to sob.

The ancients said that he was running in tears, and Mo Shiqian stopped, looked down at his contaminated overcoat and the only thin sweater that was being polluted.

Chi Huan didn't cry as aesthetically as he did on TV. His tears and snot rubbed against his clothes.

Mo modestly closed his eyes and jumped abruptly on both sides of his temple. He forbeared before he threw the woman away from him.

What sweet is the queen? It's dirty.

Disdain.

The man's voice was a little stiff when he was low. "Don't cry."

"I'm going back. I'm not going to the hospital!"

Mo Shiqian looks at the hospital right in front of him, and then looks at the girl with red eyes in her arms, dirty face, injured face and staring at him. Her long legs still turn around.

On the silver dazzling sports car, leaning on the handsome and tall man, I saw them approaching, and I saw Chi Huan, who was held in his arms by a man, with his eyebrows slightly raised, "Chi First lady? "

Mo Shiqian's face is expressionless. "Drive."

He raised his eyebrows higher. "Am I your driver?"

That's what he said, but he straightened up, pulled open the back seat door, touched his chin and smiled, "Chi Damei is surrounded by her fans?"Mo Shiqian ignores him, hugs Chi Huan and gets on the bus. He glances at the man standing outside the bus and doesn't move. "So much, are you a woman?"

“……”

"It's not that the clothes are dirty by women's snot. What are you doing to annoy me?"

On the silver Pagani.

The man driving in front looked at Chi Huan, whose eyes were dirty, in the rearview mirror. He handed several paper towels to the back.

Mo Shiqian naturally reaches for it.

Chi Huan originally wanted to pick it up, but the man beside her picked it up before she raised her hand. She took it for granted that he was going to wipe her face -

many dirty egg whites, blood and tears mixed together, making it hard to paste them on her face.

She even closed her eyes subconsciously.

But I waited for a long time, and didn't wait for the paper that fell on her face.

She opened her eyes and turned to look at the man.

He was frowning his sword brow, his face was expressionless and even gloomy, wiping the wet mark on his shoulder with a paper towel.

Of course she knew it was her tears.

Chi Huan remembered that she had brought him a dumpling in the morning, so he put down his spoon and didn't even drink porridge.

Did she make him dislike her?

She was angry and annoyed. At last, she didn't say anything. She just bited her lips and looked out of the window. Her tears were even worse, but she didn't make a sound.

Mo Shiqian "cleans" his clothes, doesn't pay attention to her mood. Instead, the man in front of him draws some funny curves on his lips.

For many years, brother, of course, he knew that moshiqian, a wonderful flower, had mixed with the underworld and the army. He really didn't know where his ridiculous noble childlike cleanliness habit came from.

He reached for the whole box of tissues and held them back. The magnetic voice was sexy, "Miss Chi."

Chihuan is a little embarrassed, but she still reaches for it.

Thank you for not saying two words, the knuckled fingers reached out again and took away her tissue.

Chi Huan feels that her liver is hurt by Qi. She is trying to lose her temper. Suddenly, her face is raised by her warm and powerful fingers, facing the handsome face of the man.