Wen Xin walked to the door quickly, her large eyes searching for the figure of the taxi on the road. Suddenly, her shoulders were embraced by the man, and before she could turn around, she heard a low and warm male voice saying, "Do you want to go to my place or your place?"
Usually, she didn't wear her high-heeled shoes very often. But today, in order to show off her temperament during the interview, she had stepped on a pair of seven-centimeter high shoes. Therefore, the result of her running too fast was …
The taxi disappeared.
saw that it was him, but at that moment, her leg was twisted, and she could only rely on him to hold her up. Wen Xin was startled.
"Are you alright?" Leng Jue Ye forced a smile and pretended to ask.
"My foot is twisted." Wen Xin was in so much pain that tears flowed out of her eyes. She really wasn't being sentimental, it really was painful to death.
Leng Jue Ye did not laugh at her at this time, he extended his hand and carried her, then walked towards his car. Wen Xin looked at the sky speechlessly, cursing the heavens for being blind, why did he let her twist his legs at this time? She didn't even leave her with the chance to escape?
Not far away, in a car that was waiting to secretly photograph a certain star, two paparazzi s took pictures of this scene. Since Wen Xin's back was still facing the whole time, they could only see Leng Jue Ye hugging a woman, but who was this woman, and her identity was unknown.
When they arrived at the car, Leng Jue Ye placed her on the passenger seat. Zuo Feng had already left and allowed him to drive.
"Take me home." Wen Xin pleaded.
"Your family doesn't have anything. Go to my place, I can help you apply the medicine."
"No, I don't want to go to your house."
"It's not up to you." After Leng Jue Ye finished speaking, he stepped on the gas pedal and the car left.
Behind him, in the business car, the two paparazzi s were happily looking at the picture just now. They did not expect to see the big news, Leng Jue Ye's rumored woman.
"Let me buy this for the newspaper!" "I didn't manage to slap that woman's face. Anyway, it's not considered a scandal, so I'll just take it as an announcement to the public about the private life of a rich person!" The more experienced old paparazzi took a deep breath.
"If only we had known earlier we would have photographed that woman's face."
"Be contented! Even if you did, would you dare to explode with light? Be careful, Leng Jue Ye doesn't let us have our way. "
"This is the best, valuable, and does not violate his privacy. Everyone will think that this woman is the Lady Leng, even Leng Jue Ye cannot be considered us."
The black sedan was like a horse galloping down a deserted forest road, reaching a luxurious private villa.
Wen Xin argued on the way there many times, but in the end, it was to no avail, and was still forced by Leng Jue Ye to come here. Wen Xin's legs were aching so much that even her feet were touching the ground, causing him to be in so much pain that she couldn't even escape, much less escape.
Leng Jue Ye reached out and picked her up before striding into the living room. He placed her on the sofa and went to the second floor to get his medicine box.
Wen Xin took off her shoes. Under the light, she saw that her feet were swollen and red.
"Let me see." Leng Jue Ye opened the medicine box and stepped on her lower body.
Wen Xin stiffened her body. She was afraid that her feet would dirty his noble hands, so she shrunk her body and did not dare to relax.
Leng Jue Ye raised his head and rebuked, "Relax."
Wen Xin could only grit her teeth and let him size her up. Leng Jue Ye had experience in this area, after just touching it, he could tell if there were any injuries on her bones.
"Apply some hot water and rub some medicinal wine. Don't run around in the future." After Leng Jue Ye finished speaking, he went into the kitchen and took a clean basin and filled it with half a pot of hot water. Wen Xin then stuck her injured leg in.
"Do you dare to run next time?" Leng Jue Ye sat on the sofa and ridiculed.
Wen Xin lowered her eyes, she knew that she had to thank him this time, but, who made her flee? In the end, she was still the one who harmed the most.
Wen Xin bit his lips and soaked them in water for a while. When the water turned cold, she stepped down and used a clean towel to clean her feet before taking out a type of medicinal wine to help her test it out.
"AHH!" Wen Xin frowned in pain.
"I'll massage it for you." Leng Jue Ye lifted his head and explained.
He let go of her feet, applied the medicine, got up, and strode toward the second floor.
Wen Xin didn't understand what he was doing, she was going to change her pants! It made him uncomfortable.
Looking down at his injured leg, Wen Xin wanted to cry, but no tears came out. It seemed that he wouldn't be able to walk for a long period of time, let alone wear high heels.
20 minutes later, Leng Jue Ye's figure appeared on the stairs. Wen Xin raised her head and was shocked to see that he had changed into her pajamas.
Wen Xin panicked. However, with her feet in such a state, she couldn't escape, and could only watch as he approached. She quickly made a gesture of "Stop …" "Don't come near me."
"For the sake of saving my life, I shall repay you with my body! I won't take a bath, but I don't mind if you're dirty. " Leng Jue Ye barely managed to open his mouth, but when he held her hand, Wen Xin was lifted up by him.
His body was emitting the fragrance of shower gel, and a layer of faint hot air. After inhaling it into his nose, Wen Xin was at a loss of what to do, on one hand fearing that he would have to hug his neck, on the other hand fearing what would happen tonight.
Carrying her onto the bed in master bedroom's room, Wen Xin tightly hugged her arms. Because her feet were not convenient to move around, she didn't dare to move around.
Leng Jue Ye pulled open the door of the closet at the side, and after a while, he threw a purple suspending belt and pajamas to her, and ordered, "Change."
Wen Xin's mind buzzed until it went blank. She gritted her teeth and shook her head, "I'm not changing, I'm too dirty, so I'll sleep on the sofa downstairs."
Leng Jue Ye saw that she was completely on guard, his black eyes sunk, and took the initiative to go forward to take off her clothes. Wen Xin uttered a low cry, as even his legs were in a perfect condition to deal with him, let alone a situation where he couldn't even move a single leg.
However, the man on her body made her heart mix with indescribable emotions. There was grievance, pain, and resentment. At this moment, it was as if she had seen a magic witness. All her emotions were vented out.
She moaned in grievance, grabbed hold of the man's face, and covered his sexy thin lips with her mouth as if she was punishing him. Then, she bit down on his lower lip with her sharp teeth.
Leng Jue Ye sucked in a deep breath, the look in his eyes becoming as dark as ink.
Everything became uncontrollable.