Chapter 502 His Strength and Overbearing

Without any hesitation, Wen Ruan jumped directly, and was firmly held between the arms of the man.

Wen Ruan grasped his arm with his fingers, and could faintly feel his muscles tense like a stone.

After receiving her, he was slightly taken aback.

There was no light in the cave, he looked down at her, and could only vaguely see her beautiful outline, he frowned slightly, he didn't expect that she would trust him so much.

"You are not afraid?"

"I knew you'd catch me."

Huo Hannian's eyes darkened for a long time, and the corners of his thin and cold lips curled up with sarcasm.

He put Wen Ruan on the ground, his voice was hoarse and cold, "You are young, but you are very good at seducing people."

Such whole-hearted trust seemed to take that person as everything. If it were a man with weak concentration, he could easily be seduced by her!

But he clearly understood that she just regarded him as a shadow!

Although they couldn't see each other, Wen Ruan could clearly feel the coldness on his body getting stronger.

She frowned tightly, a little annoyed.

"You wear tinted glasses to me. Whatever I do, you will think that I have evil intentions!"

There was a cold snort deep in the man's throat, "Don't you?"

Wen Ruan was interrupted by his words, and the good mood that was originally protected by him suddenly disappeared.

The hands hanging by the sides were slightly clenched into fists, and he said angrily, "You say yes!"

The man didn't speak any more. In the stiff and condensed atmosphere, he turned on the flashlight and walked forward.

After walking for nearly fifty meters, I saw an exit covered by weeds.

It's just that the sky is getting dark now, and wolves howl from time to time outside. It will be even more dangerous to leave at this time.

The man did not speak to Wen Ruan, but picked up some dry firewood and lit a fire.

He sat leaning against the cave wall, his silhouette looked deep and stern under the light of the fire, and kept secrets.

Wen Ruan sat on the other side, with her hands crossed over her knees, after a day of tossing outside, she was already exhausted.

With her small chin resting on her knees, she closed her eyes and planned to rest for a while, when suddenly a faint smell of blood wafted from the tip of her nose.

The drowsiness in Wen Ruan's mind dissipated immediately, she sniffed, and found that the smell of blood was coming from the opposite side.

Wen Ruan raised her long eyelashes and looked at the man opposite. The man was leaning against the cave wall with his eyes closed, not sure if he was asleep or not.

Even though she was a little angry with him, Wen Ruan still took the initiative to break the silence, "Are you hurt?"

The man opposite did not speak.

He was wearing black clothes, and the naked eye could not see whether he was injured or not, but the smell of blood wafting from the air could prove that he was injured, and it was not serious!

It should be that she slipped down the slope and was injured when he protected her under him!

He actually endured it for so long! ! !

Wen Ruan frowned, got up and walked over.

Leaning closer to him, he noticed the smell of blood coming from behind his right shoulder.

She reached out and touched the clothes on his back shoulder.

Before touching him, he grabbed his wrist.

He suddenly opened his eyes, his long and narrow black eyes were like splashing ink, thick and deep black without bottom, he stared at her closely, cold and dangerous, "It has nothing to do with you!"

Wen Ruan watched as Huo Hannian did not speak, her pink lips were tightly pursed, and there was a crystal mist swirling in her eye sockets.

She knew that what he was treating her now was not his true heart.

His love and favor for her have been sealed away, but when in danger, he will still protect her subconsciously.

She can bear his sarcastic remarks.

But she was angry that he didn't cherish her body!

He was obviously injured, but he was still trying to be brave here, looking like he was indifferent!

Wen Ruan lowered his long, slender eyes, and with a bang, a hot tear fell on the back of his hand.

He frowned, and his breathing was a little unsteady.

She lowered her eyes, and he couldn't see her eyes clearly. The tip of her small nose was red, and her lips were pursed to lose their color. His brows were furrowed even tighter, and his voice was cold and hoarse, "Why are you crying?"

"I just want to see your injury, treat it for you, and perform my duties as a doctor. But you think I'm trying to seduce you again, and I seem to be so lacking in men?"

As she spoke, tears kept falling on the back of his hand one drop after another.

He was stunned.

Deep in the heart, the pain that seems to be there and cannot be ignored, similar to being stung by a bee, spread out again.

His outline was tight, and he looked at her with a hint of helplessness in his eyes, "It's not a serious injury."

Wen Ruan sniffed, "Then let me see."

He looked at her and said nothing, but the big hand on her wrist was released.

Wen Ruan raised his hand, unbuttoned his clothes, and saw the wound on his right shoulder.

There was a wound of three to four centimeters there, which should have been pierced by a sharp stone.

Wen Ruan dug out a few herbs from the medicinal lollipops, ground them up and applied them to the wound for him.

Her attention was all on his wound, and she didn't take the opportunity to spy on his figure.

His gloomy eyes fell on her, and he looked at her calmly.

Her long hair, which was originally tied into a ponytail, fell out at some point, half of it was draped behind her shoulders, and half of it fell on her cheeks.

She squatted behind him, lowered her eyes, her long eyelashes fluttered like butterfly wings in the light of the fire, it was so beautiful.

Under the straight Qiong nose, the lips are well-defined and pink in color, looking like they want to be kissed.

The way she treated his wounds was too focused, too reverent, as if he was an important person in her life.

His eyes darkened a little while looking at her, and his protruding throat rolled twice unconsciously.

Wen Ruan tore off a piece of clothing from his body and bandaged the wound for him.

After handling everything, she clapped her hands, and was about to stand up when her small and delicate chin was suddenly pinched by the man's slender and powerful hands.

Wen Ruan raised her long eyelashes and looked at the man. The moment she met his dark and deep narrow eyes, her heart skipped a beat.

Just about to say something, the man's face suddenly enlarged in front of her eyes.

Before she could react, he had already grabbed the back of her head and kissed her lips directly.

Wen Ruan's mind suddenly buzzed as if a pot had exploded.

She didn't expect that he would take the initiative to kiss her.

Obviously he still hates her so much, how could it be——

It's a kiss, but it's not quite. The force he pressed down was a bit heavy, strong and domineering, with a force that she couldn't resist.

Wen Ruan was a little confused. The moment he approached, the familiar yet unfamiliar atmosphere made her feel emotional.

His eyes were hot, and tears almost welled up.

She didn't resent his approaching at all, on the contrary, she missed and cherished him very much, and emotions of excitement and joy filled her chest.

Her hands on his shoulders couldn't help wrapping around his neck.