Jiang Panpan had a dream that he was taken away by someone. The person who took her threatened Lu Zhaoting with her and asked him to change his life.

She constantly begged Lu Zhaoting not to listen to the kidnappers, but Lu Zhaoting just looked at her and took the knife handed to her by the kidnappers. As the kidnappers said, he wanted to plunge into his heart.

"No, brother Lu!"

"Pan Pan?"

A familiar voice sounded in his ear. Jiang Panpan blinked his eyes and looked at the man beside him. "Lu Zhaoting?"

"It's me. You're OK, Panpan."

Lu Zhao's eyes must have been sour and his heart must have been hurt.

He raised his hand to wipe away the tears of Jiang Panpan's eyes. Seeing that she wanted to sit up, he quickly stopped her action: "Panpan, don't move your hand."

After hearing what he said, Jiang Panpan remembered that he had hurt his hand.

The wound is not deep, but the wound is in the palm, although it has been bandaged, but as long as she moves a hand, it will hurt.

Jiang Panpan is still afraid. She wants to hold Lu Zhaoting and him, and then she feels real.

"I want to hold you, brother Lu."

When she said this, she looked up at him, pitifully.

Lu Zhaoting held her in his arms, bowed his head, while kissing her forehead, and told her: "don't be afraid, Panpan, you're safe, I'm by your side."

Hearing his words, Jiang Panpan finally burst into tears: "I'm afraid, brother Lu, I'm so afraid!"

As she cried, she trembled and told him about her situation last night: "I don't know who they are, and I don't know where they locked me up. I almost, almost can't see you, brother Lu!"

Lu Zhaoting's heart trembled. He also knew what would have happened if his Panpan hadn't been strong and intelligent. He really didn't know.

"Pan pan."

The door was pushed open, and Jiang Lu came in breathlessly.

Always regular men, this time look a little embarrassed.

Jiang Panpan looked at his brother from Lu Zhaoting's arms and said, "brother."

Jiang Lv's Adam's Apple moved slightly and raised her hand to touch her head: "it's OK."

His voice is very deep. Lu Zhaoting knows that this matter has violated his bottom line. "Where did it hurt?"

Jiang Lu looked around at Jiang Panpan, and her eyes fell on her hand, "how did you hurt your hand?"

Fearing Jiang Lu's misunderstanding, Jiang Panpan raised his hand to wipe his tears and explained, "I hurt myself when I cut the rope with glass."

As soon as she spoke, the faces of the two men in the ward sank.

Although Jiang Panpan was still surprised, she didn't want to let Jiang Lu worry about herself when she saw that Jiang Lu was coming. She realized that both of them had changed their faces. She laughed: "I wear gloves. The wound is not very deep. It's just a scratch."

Lu Zhaoting held her hand tightly, and he didn't want her to continue to recall what happened last night, "pan pan, are you hungry?"

He didn't say it was OK. As soon as he said that, Jiang Panpan realized that his stomach was empty.

"Hungry."

She nodded her head and looked up at Jiang Lu: "brother, did you have lunch?"

Jiang Lu shook his head, "No."

Lu Zhaoting released Jiang Panpan: "I'm going to take out to buy rice. What would you like to eat?"

Jiang Panpan thought, "congee."

She really doesn't have much appetite now. She's just hungry. She can't ignore it.

"Good."

Lu Zhaoting smiles for a while, helps her to trim the broken hair on the sideburns, and then takes a look at Jiang Lv.

Two people looked at each other. Lu Zhaoting got up and left. Jiang Lu went to the hospital bed and touched her swollen forehead. "The doctor said you had a moderate concussion. Does it hurt here?"

Jiang Pan Pan shook his head, turned his head and reached for the swollen part of the back of his head: "here."

Her hair was blocked, so she didn't touch it. I didn't know.

Jiang Lu reached out and touched her. He was afraid that she would hurt him. Half of his strength was useless.

The mass under the finger is not small, at least as big as his thumb.

He didn't dare to imagine what Jiang Panpan had experienced last night. He didn't dare to ask at this time. He didn't want to make her feel bad.

After looking at her for a long time, Jiang Lu said, "do you want to take a few days off and go home for a rest?"

Without thinking about it, Jiang Panpan shook his head: "no, it's the final exam. I can't ask for leave."

"It's OK, I'll help you --"

"brother."

Before Jiang Lu finished speaking, she held the corner of her clothes.

Jiang Lu was stunned for a moment, remembering when he was a child.

"Forget it."

He used to think that Jiang Panpan was pestering others, but now that she was pestering other men, Jiang Lu felt that she was not very good at it.After taking care of his younger sister for more than 20 years, Lu Zhaoting robbed her as soon as she appeared.

Thinking of this, seeing the wound on Jiang Panpan's forehead, Jiang Lu's face became more and more smelly.

"Don't worry, brother. It won't happen again."

Her heart is also big, that road is so dark, she even dare to go.

This time, most of the things came to Zhaoting. She was worried that Jiang Lu would anger Lu Zhaoting.

Seeing her looking at herself in this way, Jiang Lu was directly laughed: "Jiang Panpan, what are your eyes? That's how you think of your brother? "

Jiang Panpan shrunk his neck and reached for his arm: "brother, don't blame brother Lu for this. He doesn't want to either."

Jiang Lu sneered: "I gave you to him. He promised me to take good care of you. That's how he took care of you?"

Jiang Panpan pursed his lower lip: "brother, no one wants to see such a thing happen. I know you love me, but since you can love me, you can understand brother Lu's mood more..."

"Shut up, you, brother Lu on the left and brother Lu on the right. I think you want to give up my brother!"

Jiang Panpan grinned: "brother, don't Ms. Zhao and Comrade Jiang know about this?"

"Do you think I am you?"

Hearing what he said, Jiang Panpan was finally relieved: "I'm fine now. Don't tell them so that they won't worry about me."

"You know they're worried about you!"

Jiang Lu hates that iron is not made of steel. He is so stuffy that Lu Zhaoting just comes in with the packed porridge and rice. He gives Lu Zhaoting a cold slant.

Lu Zhaoting looked at him: "do you want to have porridge, too?"

The river law is cold to hum a, took his own meal, didn't say what, walked to a side chair to sit down.

Lu Zhaoting didn't care about her any more. He opened the porridge box and said, "I'll feed you."

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