459 Chapter 458 of “The quick-traveling girl prepares to knock down the male protagonist”

Ex-husband, you dropped your ‘grass’ (32) Pearls 6400 plus more pearls

Looking at the man sitting on the ground with his hands in his arms and a smile on his face, looking at him falling backwards, Zhou Min’s heart collapsed.

Such Yan Shaokai was a bit unfamiliar but also fearful. After several missions, Zhou Min wanted to run away for the first time. This thought made Zhou Min want to cry.

But when he saw Yan Shaokai’s body covered in scars, with new and old injuries, he suddenly became speechless.

Zhou Min thought that Yan Shaokai’s injuries were only on his back, but when he saw that there were scars on his chest, Zhou Min got up on his hands and knees, and knelt down in front of him. His hands gently climbed up his chest and slowly slid over the wound on his chest. Perhaps Zhou Min was too focused on looking at his wound, so he didn’t notice Yan Shaokai’s expression in front of him.

But Zhou Min didn’t notice it, which doesn’t mean that 484 didn’t notice it either. If 484 had hair at this time, he would have been so frightened that he would have stood on end with fear. He was holding on to his hair so that he turned pale and trembled with fear, because at this time, Yan Shaokai looked at Zhou Min with an expression as if he was looking at a plate of delicacies, like a hungry wolf staring at the food, perverted and fanatical.

This kind of male protagonist is completely different from the male protagonist in the given plot, which makes 484 wonder if he got the wrong script!Wrong hero!

The big hand clamped on the mischievous little hand on his chest. The fragility of the slender wrist made Yan Shaokai a little excited. It felt as if he could tear her hand off with just a little force, which made him feel strangely excited.

“Are you seducing me? Zhou Min!” The warm and ambiguous words in his ear made Zhou Min freeze up.

“I, I didn’t!” Zhou Min pulled his wrist out of Yan Shaokai’s hand vigorously. He originally thought that Yan Shaokai would not let go and would be in a stalemate, but the reality was just a slap in the face.

Zhou Min didn’t expect Yan Shaokai to let go of her in advance without any hesitation when she made the move.

The reaction of the force made Zhou Min fall to the ground hard in shock. His hand rubbed against the ground, and the pain in his palm made Zhou Min scream in pain.

Looking condescendingly and mockingly at Zhou Min, who was watching the skin oozing from the friction of his palms on the ground, Yan Shaokai watched her quietly, watching her wrinkled delicate little face, and shook her injured hand in the air, as if she wanted to shake the pain away.

Zhou Min did not treat his wounds. Instead, he walked behind Yan Shaokai and asked, “Is there any medicine in the suitcase you found?”

Yan Shaokai turned his head and sneered at Zhou Min strangely and sarcastically, “What do you think?”

Zhou Min sighed slightly, “When I just went to find you, I seemed to see a few useful herbs. I’ll get them. You wait for me.”

Yan Shaokai said nothing, watching Zhou Min stagger out of the cave with a somewhat frivolous step, his eyes confused and wary.

Sitting and lying on the ground, Yan Shaokai tilted his head lazily and leaned against the stone wall with his eyes closed and deep in thought.

Until Zhou Min came in, Yan Shaokai heard her heavy breathing and her erratic footsteps, but did not open his eyes.

After Zhou Min got the medicine, as soon as he came in, he looked at the man who seemed to be sleeping leaning against the stone wall. Because of the sitting position, half of his cheeks were hidden in the darkness, and the other half of his face was exposed in the thin morning light. The young man’s peaceful sleeping face was like a pure angel, white, translucent, and clean. His long and beautiful hands rested lazily on his bent knees.

It’s no different from the way she looked when I was a child in my memory. It must be said that it’s different. It should be that her enchanting and elegant face has opened up, making her even more beautiful and charming.

Although it is inappropriate to describe a man as beautiful and charming, when he is sleeping without opening his eyes, he has no sense of danger, no sense of falseness or unreality, no sense of attack, no frightening eyes, and no cold and weird feeling of being condescending and watching indifferently. This is a completely different him, but he is at two extremes from the person who opened his eyes, but the strange fusion is not abrupt.

After shaking his head, Zhou Min tiptoed over, knelt down beside him, and looked at Yan Shaokai from close range. For the first time, he could look at him so seriously without covering up.

The hand slowly slid from his delicate eyebrows to his bright red lips. Chuchen’s handsome face, enchanting and elegant, strong upper body, full of hard muscles, although there were scars all over it, it was still dazzling.

Yan Shaokai had not slept to begin with, or in other words, he had always been alert and alert in a strange place, so when Zhou Min came in, he knew that he originally wanted to see what Zhou Min would do, but at this time, he noticed the softness and gentleness of the fingertips on his body and the concentration of his eyes, which made him suddenly confused.

Until she felt the small hands on her body climbing up his shoulders, pulling him close to her arms, and resting his head on her crotch. The hugging movement made Zhou Min unaware of Yan Shaokai’s open eyes and the depth in his eyes when he was leaning against her crotch.

Zhou Min placed his hand on the ground, and mixed the mashed herbs outside and applied it bit by bit on the torn and bleeding wound on Yan Shaokai’s back, doing so carefully and gently, for fear of hurting him.

A cool feeling came from behind, and Yan Shaokai frowned.

After treating the wounds on his front and back with medicine, he wrapped the wounds with cut clothes and cloth, and then he supported Yan Shaokai against the wound again, trying not to press the wound. Then he took out the silver needle and applied acupuncture on several large points on his body. When everything was done, Zhou Min was about to collapse. Looking at the remaining medicine, Zhou Min sat next to Yan Shaokai, took his hand that was bitten but had not treated it, and carefully helped him deal with it.

After the bandage was done, Zhou Min leaned on Yan Shaokai’s shoulder. He was so tired that he lost consciousness, or in other words, he was paralyzed and fell straight next to Yan Shaokai.

The pressure on Yan Shaokai’s shoulders made Yan Shaokai open his eyes suddenly, with a sharp flash in his eyes. He turned to look at Zhou Min. Her face was pale and weak. She moved her shoulders slightly, and Zhou Min, who was leaning on Yan Shaokai, slid into Yan Shaokai’s arms. He wanted to push Zhou Min out, but he subconsciously reached out and she almost hit his head on his knees.

He hesitated for a while, and finally put down his right leg, letting Zhou Min rest on his lap, lying on the ground. He sat there all morning, until Zhou Min woke up slowly, and what caught his eye was Yan Shaokai, who was looking at him without knowing where he was.

“Yan Shaokai, are you feeling better?” Zhou Min asked in a hoarse and weak voice.

Yan Shaokai lowered his head, with a strange expression on his face, which seemed to be deep, “Get up when you wake up.”

Only then did Zhou Min realize that she was lying on his lap, turned sideways, and tried to get up, but the stinging pain in her palms made her fall weightlessly on his lap again.

Yan Shaokai grabbed Zhou Min’s slender waist with both hands and lifted her up, letting her sit astride his legs. Looking straight at her panicked expression, he held her hand indifferently and looked at the place where her palm was scratched by the gravel, which was red and festering.

“It was just a small wound, how could it turn red and fester in such a short period of time?”