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That shot hit Sun Yang's shoulder directly, the bullet went through his shoulder blade and didn't injure his tendons, bones and arteries.

She ran for more than ten minutes with Zhao Xueqing in her arms. After making sure that the killer didn't chase after her, she finally let her go, gasping for breath.

Although Zhao Xueqing didn't have much weight, he still lost a large amount of his physical strength after losing blood.

He directly tore off a piece of cloth from his clothes. Because the wound was located on his shoulder, the piece of cloth wasn't long enough to wrap around the wound.

"This won't do, the cloth strip is too short, just use mine!"

Zhao Xueqing saw the bloody wound on Sun Yang's shoulder and became anxious. She directly tore off a large piece of cloth from her dress. "I …" "I'll help you tie it up …"

Sun Yang was stunned, "You are that kind?"

Zhao Xueqing's face darkened. Without a word, she grabbed a piece of cloth and wrapped it around her wound before heavily squeezing it in place!

Hiss!

Sun Yang sucked in a breath of cold air in pain. This bitch was too ruthless in her attacks.

"Alright."

Zhao Xueqing said with a cold expression.

Although the bandage was an amateur technique, it could at least have a hemostatic effect.

"Thank you." After a moment of silence, Sun Yang spoke up.

Zhao Xueqing sneered. "I can't take it. This time, your luck is big. The bullet missed your heart. Next time, you won't be so lucky." I advise you to still send me back to the Lee Family, otherwise you won't even know how you died. Lee Zejun, it's not something a little security guard like you can offend. "

Sun Yang shook his head, "I know you look down on me, but I'm a man. If I can't even protect my own woman, then I might as well smash my head to death."

"You …"

For more than twenty years, no one had ever said such a thing to her.

Was this the feeling of being protected?

Zhao Xueqing sighed faintly. Unfortunately, she and Sun Yang were destined to be people from two different worlds.

"Come, I'll carry you."

"I don't want to!"

Sun Yang was too lazy to argue with her, her thighs were swollen and she couldn't move at all.

Walking over, he carried her on his back and left without a word.

Lying on Sun Yang's back, Zhao Xueqing looked reluctant, as if she had suffered a huge loss.

After walking for 20 minutes, they finally reached the foot of the mountain.

It just so happened that a truck passed by. Zhao Xueqing waved her hand and the truck stopped.

Luckily, the driver's attention was focused on her and didn't notice Sun Yang, who was covered in blood.

Looking at the darkness outside the window, Sun Yang's heart turned heavy. Who exactly was Lee Zejun? That killer was definitely one of the top assassins in the world.

It's not something that can be invited with money.

This time, he also taught Sun Yang a lesson, allowing him to be more cautious.

While she was thinking, a soft body suddenly leaned on her shoulder.

It was Zhao Xueqing, who had fallen asleep after her nerves had tensed up.

"Beauty, give me your number later …" Beauty? "

The driver shouted twice. Through the rearview mirror, he saw Zhao Xueqing leaning on Sun Yang. Her face immediately turned dark.

F * ck.

A good cabbage was eaten by a pig.

Half an hour later, they arrived at their destination.

Sun Yang got out of the car and was about to leave when he heard Zhao Xueqing yell, "Where are you going?"

"Go back to your dorm and pack up!"

"You're leaving just because I told you to?"

Zhao Xueqing endured the pain and limped over, "Then why didn't you listen when I told you to send me back to Lee Family?"

Sun Yang was stunned. Is this woman crazy?

She was the one who complained and expelled him, and she was the one who refused to let him go. What did she want?

Zhao Xueqing snorted coldly and moved forward with difficulty, step by step.

Seeing her like this, Sun Yang's heart softened. He walked over and supported her.

"Don't touch me, just leave. Don't you have to go back to your dorm to pack?" Zhao Xueqing wanted to push Sun Yang away, but she found that Sun Yang was holding her back tightly.

Sun Yang was also furious. If Ye Zichen didn't let him go, then he really wouldn't leave anymore and would sleep here tonight.

Sun Yang helped her into the mansion and closed the door. Then, he quickly walked to the window and closed the curtain.

He was really scared by the filming during the day.

Zhao Xueqing was not stupid, she immediately understood what Sun Yang meant.

She went to the storage room on the first floor and took out a small, dusty medicine cabinet.

Sun Yang's heart warmed. "I can do it myself."

"You don't think I want to help you, do you?" Zhao Xueqing showed a mocking expression.

Sun Yang touched his nose and didn't say anything. He took the medicine box and took off his shirt, then he untied the bloodstained cloth.

A wound suddenly appeared in Zhao Xueqing's sight.

The wound was still bleeding.

Zhao Xueqing actually felt a bit dizzy. She took a deep breath and suddenly said, "He's shooting, aren't you afraid?"

"I'm scared!"

Sun Yang said, "But if I don't pounce, you'll be the one injured."

No one could calmly face death, Sun Yang was no exception.

Being unafraid of death and being afraid of death were actually two different concepts.

He just didn't want his woman to get hurt.

Zhao Xueqing was silent for a long time. Sun Yang thought she was moved, but she turned and ran into the bathroom to take a bath.

Well, he had made up his mind again.

Listening to the sound of water splashing in the bathroom, Sun Yang's mind flew to the bathroom and he couldn't help but think of the charming during the day.

F * ck, thinking about this at such a time!

He quickly picked up the needle, passed it through the surgical line and began to sew the needle for himself.

Sun Yang had been wounded countless of times. If he didn't know how to give first aid, he would have burped on the battlefield a long time ago.

Without the anesthetic, Sun Yang's face was pale from the pain and his forehead was covered in sweat.

After sewing the wound and cutting off the thread, the wound on his back couldn't be sewn. He could only use gauze to bandage it. It should be fine.

After Sun Yang was done, the bathroom door was pushed open. Zhao Xueqing, who wore a purple silk nightgown, limped out.

Her hair was tied up and her skin was snow-white. However, she had washed off the concealment paste on her body and revealed the bite marks that Sun Yang had nipped on her.

The water came out of the hibiscus, the natural decorations, the unpainted Zhao Xueqing, beautiful beyond measure, Sun Yang was stunned for a moment.

"You … "Look again, your eyeballs have been removed."

Zhao Xueqing was anxious and angry. The scars all over her body were the doing of this damned fellow.

Especially Sun Yang, who constantly looked at her snow-white thighs with a pair of thief eyes, which made her even more embarrassed and angry.

"Didn't I tell you not to look?"

Zhao Xueqing panicked and was about to rush over.

However, she forgot about the wound on her foot. She staggered and almost fell to the ground.

Sun Yang rushed over quickly to support her. He hugged her horizontally and held her in his hands.

"Ah …" Let me go, you... What are you going to do? "

This bastard, could it be that he wanted to …

"Sit down!"

Sun Yang put her on the sofa and took out a bottle of alcohol from the medicine box.

After pouring the solution into his palm, Sun Yang started to rub his hands until his palms started to heat up. Only then did he separate her legs.

Zhao Xueqing was completely confused by his actions. She waited for him to reach out his hand before she reacted.

"You despicable, shameless, and despicable bastard!"

"If you don't want to be unable to get out of bed tomorrow, then don't move." Sun Yang put on a straight face and purposely threatened her, "You hit your thigh so hard, if you don't get rid of the bruises, it's very likely that there will be bruises. You don't want such ugly bruises on your white and tender thighs, do you? "

Upon hearing this, Zhao Xueqing fell silent.

Seeing that she wasn't moving anymore, Sun Yang opened up her thighs again and slowly reached out his hand.

Sun Yang took a deep breath, suppressed the restlessness in his heart, and slowly reached out his trembling hand …

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