Chapter 72： Tick ??off his temper (two thousand words) (2/2)

The man's handsome face looked calm and calm, and his eyes were firm and determined, but inadvertently, he revealed a touch of extreme gentleness, gentleness that belonged to a certain person alone.

Jiang Ke's lips were slightly rounded, and his eyes became more startled, but he couldn't make a sound when he wanted to say something.

Wen Xi naturally saw her reaction, and just about to ask what was wrong, his body suddenly lightened, and then he was pulled away and picked up.

In a flash, the end of her nose was full of men’s refreshing mint fragrance. The temperature on her big palm penetrated her shoulders into her body through the thin cloth, and instantly reached her whole body, hot like a fire. , Making her feel uncomfortable.

Fright and panic stimulated her brain. She thought she knew him quite well, so she said the blunt words just now, thinking that he would respect her, keep his distance, and stop getting close, but his current behavior , So she suddenly felt that she couldn't see him clearly again.

Perhaps, her original interpretation of him was completely wrong.

The man hugged her and walked inside, crossed the training ground, and arrived in a certain rest room.

The waiter stepped forward to greet, but didn't even say anything, he was instructed, ”Prepare towels, ice cubes, iodophor, bandages, anti-inflammatory ointment, and bring a set of clean ladies' clothes.”

It was already pouring rain outside, crashing on the ground, noisy and loud.

The waiter was suddenly hit by a string of words, and he was dumbfounded for a long time.

The man put Wen Xi on the sofa, tilted his head slightly, his eyes slightly cold, ”Not going?”

Perhaps his aura was so cold that the waiter panicked, nodded hurriedly, and turned around to prepare quickly.

Jiang Ke saw this scene in his eyes, and after feeling the seriousness of the man, he didn't dare to speak openly.

I only approached cautiously, and after a probe glanced at Wen Xi, ”Is Xi Xi okay?”

Wen Xi was still in a state of tension at this time, even his breathing was a little heavy, and he didn't know how to face this man like this.

She had to stare at Jiang Ke with gratitude in her eyes, Jiang Ke was still here, ”I'm fine, I just twisted my ankle.”

”Not just feet.”

He Yan said suddenly, although his voice was not as cold as before, but it was not much gentle.

He lowered his eyes, picked up her palm, rolled up her sleeves, and immediately revealed a coin-sized scratch on his wrist. At this time, he was glowing with blood beads against the white skin.

Wen Xi just felt that there was numbness there, but he didn't expect that the wound was quite deep, which was irrefutable for a while.

He Yan seemed to have only seen it just now, otherwise he would not have let her roll up her sleeves while there.

He kept holding her hand, did not speak, fixed his eyes on the wound, and did not know what he was thinking.

Wen Xi tried to twitch his hand, and he was squeezed.

Her black and white eyes revealed a lingering surprise, which was about this man.

Since I knew him, he was gentle and handsome, like a gurgling stream, but she didn't know that he could also be so violent and strong, like a waterfall smashing down a mountain stream.

He is also a temperament.

It's just that he is not a master who loses his temper easily, but now he is hooked out by her.