Chapter 398

In the car, a huge oppressive force sat beside him.

Xiong Miao was not as stiff as before, but felt relaxed under the icy aura.

The two of them didn't speak for a while, and the atmosphere couldn't help being a little awkward during the silence.

Xiong Miaoqing coughed and asked, "Aren't you afraid that she will give you a cuckold if you leave your fiancée in the box like this?"

In fact, this sentence is considered nonsense. After all, both Ling Xiaoxiao and Duan Hongjie have been drugged and locked up together. There will definitely be a relationship. It can be said that Zhan Yeling's green hat is already standing on his head.

Zhan Yeling stared at her with deep eyes, and if that sharp gaze turned into substance, it could pierce a hole through her.

"Jealous?" The voice was low, but there was a bit of seriousness in the tone.

Xiong Miao was taken aback by this sudden question, and after realizing it, she immediately retorted: "I didn't."

But only she knew that her heartbeat had indeed accelerated just now, and the thumping made her panic.

Seeing Xiong Miao's appearance of resisting the topic, Zhan Yeling frowned slightly.

But, thinking that Xiong Miao was bullied by Ling Xiaoxiao just now, it's normal not to want to talk about it.

"As long as you are innocent, I will not wear a cuckold." The deep words suddenly sounded.

When Xiong Miao heard this, her body stiffened slightly, and she glanced at the man beside her complicatedly.

At this moment, he leaned his head on the seat, closed his eyes, and was resting.

Bear Meow looked away.

Secretly squeezed the palm of his hand, sighed silently in his heart, and told himself to stop thinking about it.

The car stopped smoothly in the courtyard of Ye Ning Yuan.

Xiong Miao was about to open the door and get out of the car, but Zhan Yeling grabbed his arm.

Even though Zhan Yeling relaxed his movements, Xiong Miao still let out a soft cry of pain.

"Injured?" Zhan Yeling frowned, and immediately relaxed the strength in his hands.

Xiong Miao nodded helplessly, and replied: "Ling Xiaoxiao grabbed my arm just now, it might be bruised."

Zhan Ye Lingjun's face was tense, his black eyes were ice-cold, and his sword eyebrows were tightly frowned.

what happened to him?

Angry because she was hurt?

"It's nothing serious, just go back and get some medicine, let's go." Xiong Miao said when he saw that his expression was not good.

Zhan Yeling ignored her, got out of the car first, and walked over to Xiong Miao.

Xiong Miao didn't notice, and fell into Zhan Yeling's firm embrace, feeling a little dizzy for no reason.

"What are you doing, put me down!" After reacting, Xiong Miao reached out and pushed Zhan Yeling's chest.

She was injured on her arm, not her foot.

She's not that delicate.

For the first time in my life, I suffered a small hand injury and had to be hugged.

When I was young, when I got sick and had a fever, I always went to the hospital by myself.

Not only did Zhan Yeling not let go, but he hugged him even tighter, threatening in a low voice: "Don't move!"

Xiong Miao paused, knowing that he would not let him down, so he no longer tried his best to refuse, and acquiesced to his behavior.

Sensing that Xiong Miao suddenly calmed down, Zhan Yeling's mouth showed a slight arc, but no one noticed.

Soon, he carried Xiong Miao into the bedroom, sat her gently on the bed, and sat on the edge of the bed himself, trying to take off her clothes.

"I'm dirty, let's go down." Seeing him raising his hand to lift up her clothes, Xiong Miao hurried to get down.

She was indeed dirty, she had spilled a lot of wine while struggling with Ling Xiaoxiao just now.

She knows that Zhan Yeling likes to be clean, even has a cleanliness habit, and doesn't like others to dirty his things, so she doesn't want to stay on his bed, lest he be in a bad mood and get angry again.

So it's better to cut off the fuse that made him furious from the source.

Just when she was about to stand up, Zhan Yeling's big palm pressed on her thigh, stopping her movement, and her words were overbearing: "Sit down, don't move around! What are you afraid of if the sheets are dirty? Do you raise so many people for nothing?"