Quick Transmigration Little Ancestor: Blackened male gods should be pampered

Chapter 651 The Marshal's Ninth Wife (57)

I don't know whether it should be said that Shao Yan was lucky and happened to go back, or that he expected Huo Nanting to come back, so he ran away by himself, leaving Huo Nanting in vain.

Sang Jian is more inclined to the first situation, otherwise he would not leave his men and run away.

It's just that Huo Nanting has calculated everything and never thought that Sang Jian would come here.

"Bring back."

Huo Nanting glanced at the others coldly, and carried Sang Jian into the car by himself.

He almost threw Sang Jian into the car, and waited for her to sit firmly before getting up and sitting beside her.

Just now Huo Nanting wanted to rush into the building to rescue Sang Jian, so he poured himself a bucket of water, and now his whole body is wet.

I don't know if it's the reason, but Sang Jian felt a chill emanating from his body.

She was sitting upright, glancing at Huo Nanting beside her from time to time.

Lao Li watched the other people escort the other pedestrian back into the car behind him, and then got in the car and started the car to go home.

The car left smoothly, and Sang Jian couldn't help but look back at the small building that was still burning behind him.

She reached out and grabbed the back of Huo Nanting's hand beside her, and asked softly, "Aren't you going to dispose of the corpse?"

Hearing this, Huo Nanting half-closed his eyes and stared dangerously at Sang Jian, "When did you follow?"

Even saw him kill?
Sang Jian looked away, "You followed me right after you left."

She tilted her head and looked at Huo Nanting, seeing that his complexion was not good, Sang Jian pursed her lips and said, "I saw you coming out, I always want to follow you to catch the rape, what if you give me a cuckold?"

"..." Some people don't understand what the green hat means, but Huo Nanting still understands the word catching rape.

He was silent for a long time, as if trying to endure something.

Finally took a deep breath, "Then how did you get caught?"

With Sang Jian's skills, she shouldn't be put in the small building.

Sang Jian suddenly raised his hand to cover the wound on his forehead, and said in pain: "They don't talk about martial arts, they engage in sneak attacks!"

Seeing Sang Jian pretending to be in pain, Huo Nanting didn't care whether Sang Jian was pretending or not, and finally couldn't help but reached out and hugged her into his arms, grabbed his sleeve with the other hand, and gently wiped the blood on her forehead .

While wiping, he frowned and carefully blew on the wound, for fear of hurting her.

Sang Jian leaned obediently against his wet arms.

To be honest, the wet feeling is hard.

But still bearable.

Sang Jian slightly hooked her lips, grabbed the collar of Huo Nanting's windbreaker, and asked in a low voice: "Mr. Huo, are you worried about me?"

"..."

Huo Nanting stopped blowing on her wound, and after a while, he continued blowing, and did not reply to Sang Jian's words.

He just wiped off the excess blood on Sang Jian's head, without touching the wound, Sang Jian didn't hurt.

His cautious appearance is very useful to Sangjian.

The sleeves were wet, just enough to wipe off the blood.

Huo Nanting withdrew his hand when only a bloody scar the size of a thumbnail remained on Sang Jian's forehead.

His sleeve has been stained a little red.

Sang Jian was still leaning in his arms, grabbing his collar, "Actually, I never thought you would come back."

"If I don't come back, what are you going to do?" Huo Nanting's Adam's apple rolled.

"I'm thinking whether I have to disfigure my face and come out again, or is it more important to save my life?"

Sang Jian told the truth, "After thinking about it, I felt that saving my life was the most important thing, and then you came back. So there is no if."

It was true that he had returned, though not for her purpose.

(End of this chapter)