Rebirth of Chu Wan

Wan Chuer deliberately fell behind a few steps further, and she could feel Jiang Kechu's body on fire now, and maybe it would explode if he was not careful, it would be better to stay away.

Walking to the car, Jiang Kechu opened the door of the co-pilot, took a deep glance at Wan Chuer, who was watching him carefully, signaled her to get in the car, and then turned to the driving seat on the opposite side.

Wan Chuer walked to the front of the car, carefully closed the door, opened the back door, and got directly into the back row.

Jiang Kechu saw her movements in the rearview mirror, his deep eyes were so dark that ink was dripping, the blue veins on his forehead were jumping wildly, and the air pressure around his body was even more terrifying.

As soon as she was seated, she accidentally touched her waist and it hurt. Wan Chuer took a deep breath and quickly stood up. As a result, her head was directly on the roof of the car, and she fell onto the seat again, causing her teeth to grin in pain for a while.

Jiang Kechu closed his eyes, got out of the car with a dark face, took out a cushion from the trunk, and threw it to her.

"Rely on this."

If you are obviously concerned, you have to keep a straight face.

Always so dubious.

Wan Chuer curled her mouth, took the cushion, and sat down slowly, then said, "I'm done, thank you."

Jiang Kechu slowly started the car and drove towards the community where Wan Chuer lived.

When he reached the place, Wan Chuer endured the pain and moved down little by little.

I didn't feel that when I was fighting, after sitting in the car for a while, my whole body started to hurt even more.

Jiang Kechu saw her doing this, sighed, and walked to the car door and stretched out a hand.

Looking at the familiar and unfamiliar big hand, Wan Chuer was stunned. There seemed to be a magical power in those hands that made her very eager to hold it, but she sensibly told herself that she should never touch it.

She gritted her teeth, sneered, and muttered: "It's so hypocritical."

After speaking, she was cruel and jumped out of the car.

"Ah -" the leg was sore, and he fell directly from the car.

Jiang Kechu was so angry that he couldn't help but laugh. He looked at Wan Chu'er lying on the ground, sneered, and said:

"Where is it so vulnerable? Where is it so hypocritical?

Aren't you ruthless, one dozen three! Why are you lying here now, you are getting up. "

Wan Chu'er was lying on the ground and couldn't move for a long time. She felt that her leg was about to be broken and her waist was about to be broken, but when she heard Jiang Kechu's gloat, her heart suddenly became angry.

For whom is she so embarrassed, because who, if she grabbed his hand just now, could she fall? Not for his innocence!

Jiang Kechu did it on purpose, just watching her fall to the ground on purpose!

He could obviously grab her or hold her with one hand.

She tilted her head and stared at Jiang Kechu.

"Uncle Jiang, what's wrong with my fight? I didn't let you fight again. You see me lying on the ground like this, are you particularly happy? Or do you feel unhappy in your heart, let me breathe out here?"

After saying that, she regretted a little, so why was she angry with Jiang Kechu.

He was kicked just now, why should she make it worse, now he is weak.

Sure enough, after listening to Wan Chu'er's words, Jiang Kechu's face became darker. He pulled Wan Chu'er up from the ground, like a chicken, and directly grabbed her upstairs.

"Ah, ah, ah, let go, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts!"

Wan Chu'er was so painful that he let him let go, but Jiang Kechu didn't move as if he hadn't heard it. Wan Chu'er was so angry that he couldn't help but began to scold him again.

"You bastard!

You fall into trouble!

You are not happy elsewhere, just want to take my breath away! What kind of man is it!

It's a People's Army officer, it's a bastard!

..."

When he arrived at the door, Jiang Kechu took out the key and opened the door. Wan Chu'er took a closer look. Isn't it her key? I don't know when the **** Jiang Kechu took her key.

Entering the door, Jiang Kechu threw Wan Chuer on the sofa.

"Ah!" Wan Chuer yelled as she covered her back with pain.

Jiang Kechu had seen it a long time ago. Wan Chu'er had some flesh wounds, at most muscle strains, so he didn't worry, the anger that had been suppressed for a long time finally broke out.

"Look at what you look like now!

Is it a hooligan? When did you actually learn to fight with gangsters, don't you know martial arts? There are just two little rascals with three-legged cats, you can't clean up, and you make yourself like this! "

Is this caring about her? Suspect that she was beaten by someone? Wan Chu'er's heart moved, enduring the pain, sat up and looked at Jiang Kechu.

Being stared at by Wan Chu'er's big Shui Lingling eyes, how innocent he looked, made Jiang Kechu stagnate.

Wan Chuer quickly checked the timing and said quickly, "Uncle Jiang, I was wrong. Don’t be familiar with me. I’m a very banned person. It looks miserable, but it’s nothing. You can go back. Everyone is tired. It's been a day."

She wanted to drive Jiang Kechu away, or else Jiang Kechu could train her for an hour, and she was all aching now, she wanted to fall asleep, but she didn't have the energy and effort to be trained.

After hearing what Wan Chuer said, Jiang Kechu raised his sword eyebrows, clearly angrily, but pretended to be calm, and slowly said: "Since you call me uncle, then I will talk about you for your father."

Wan Chuer wailed, Jiang Kechu, you black-bellied fox!

If you don't want to be called an uncle, just say, what else to teach me for my father.

Wan Chuer glanced at the opposite wall, and the line she posted: "Those who are too rigid are easy to break, and those who are good are not defeated."

A move in my heart reminded me that the more she had been tough with Jiang Kechu in her previous life, the worse Jiang Kechu would have been; if she occasionally showed softness, Jiang Kechu would always satisfy her.

So Wan Chuer blinked, sniffed, and choked up: "Brother Jiang, I was wrong. I won't call your uncle anymore. I feel pain all over my body now. I'm sleepy and tired. I'm really tired. I want to rest."

When Wan Chu'er came suddenly like this, Jiang Kechu's anger suddenly seemed to get stuck, and then slowly began to dissipate.

He looked at Wan Chu'er who was embarrassed, and then thinking about her poor life experience, he couldn't help but feel soft-hearted, and said sternly, "Don't do this kind of thing anymore. Remember that you are a high-achieving student in the No. Study hard and repay the society after graduation."

Wan Chuer immediately nodded like a chicken pecking at the rice: "You are right."

Jiang Kechu looked at her like this, sighed, feeling that his hair was going to be white by this girl.

After a while, I finally felt that it was not good to go away like this, so he cleared his throat, frowned and asked: "Where do you hurt so badly, I will show you it. If you just go to bed like this, you will get worse tomorrow. pain."

"Huh?" Wan Chu'er opened her eyes. After reacting, she waved her hand quickly: "It doesn't hurt or it hurts, don't use it."

Seeing her defense against him like a wolf, Jiang Kechu's eyes twitched, "Didn't you call my uncle, what are you afraid of."