When he hugged her, he found that her hands were tied by a tie with her back behind her. It was Qin Xuming who was afraid of her escape that tied her.

No wonder she didn't reach out.

"Damn it!"

He swore in a low voice, feeling very angry.

After a few unties, he found that the tie was a dead knot. He asked Chu Yi to pick up the knife and cut off the tie for Qiao Ruoxi.

Qiao Ruoxi finally got freedom. When she snuggled up in the warm arms of a man, her tears aroused by the grievances in her abdomen grew more and more old, and became a disaster.

She knew that this side of the broad chest did not belong to her, but at this moment, she still firmly grasped him, crying.

She found herself hopelessly in love with this merciless man. What should she do?

Feng Yunan knew that she had been shocked and wronged, otherwise she would not cry so sad.

He stretched out his arms to give her silent comfort.

It wasn't until she stopped crying that he whispered, "OK, let's go."

He let go of her, put his windbreaker over her, and tried to take her away, but she did not carry her feet.

"What's the matter?" He asked.

Qiao Ruoxi wipes the tears from the corner of his eyes and says, "I Legs are numb. "

Ho

Feng Yunan takes a deep breath, takes her helpless expression, then takes her up and strides to the helicopter.

Qiao Ruoxi's crystal eyes stared at his side face for a moment.

Her heart is very disordered, there are many questions.

Does he really care about her life and death as he said?

If you don't care, why does he show up?

Why are you so gentle with her now?

Boarded the helicopter, Feng Yunan put Qiao Ruoxi on the seat, held her and pulled the wound on his arm. Now there is more blood flow.

"Your injury..."

Qiao Ruoxi saw his wound and secretly regretted that he really shouldn't have let him hold her just now.

"A little wound."

The man's lips bend a good-looking arc. The light smile is to comfort her. Don't worry.

"I'll stop the bleeding for you."

Qiao Ruoxi only thought of hemostasis for him at this time. She took off the silk scarf from her neck, and then helped seal Yu Nan and bandage him over the wound of her arm.

Then he took out the clean handkerchief in his pocket and pressed it on the wound to stop it.

Although she did this, it didn't help his wound much, but seeing how worried she was about him, Feng Yunan followed her.

Her attention was focused on his wound, his on her.

Staring at her focused face, you can see her delicate nose tip, thick and slender eyelashes at her eyelids, casting a crescent shaped silhouette.

Her cheeks were red with cold, her eyes were red and swollen with tears. The tears on her face were still wet. It should be very ugly, but why did it look so touching at the moment.

Before Wen Ke'er did not present a thing in front of him, his heart was very calm, but now, just looking at her red face, his heart palpitation.

Side of the wing eye to capture this scene, turn around in time to see outside.

In my heart, I eat dog food and hit the wall at the same time.

I think it's unwise to just follow the helicopter. Now I'm a xenon lamp with several thousand watts.

Qiao Ruoxi's handkerchief was soon soaked in blood. She was very worried. She hoped that the helicopter could send Feng Yunan to the hospital as soon as possible and let the doctor help him stop the bleeding.

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