Today, the hostess, has she lost her studies?

Chapter 1162 Delicate (6)

"..." Yun Si held down her fragile and injured waist.

Zuan's heart ached so badly that he seemed to have hit a bone.

She lowered her head slightly, her face pale.

Nai He couldn't see anything clearly on his dirty face.

He only lowered his head, falling into the shadows, quietly, like a poor little girl.

Poor no one wants it.

Little Poor raised her beautiful eyes, bit her lip, and stared at the door for a while.

What if he doesn't take her in?
She was slightly silent.

After thinking about it, she knocked on the door lightly again.

"..." No one answered.

She kept knocking.

It seemed certain that he should be allowed to open the door.

This time she learned to be smart and stood on the other side.

That way the door won't hit her when it opens.

She knocked lightly, and the door finally opened again.

The cold and indifferent man was still shirtless, with a strong hormonal aura.

A tall man over 1.9 meters, with thick arms and stubble on his chin.

With a tough and mature face and bare feet, he just stood in front of her.

The strong momentum on her body was like a mountain, oppressing her body.

It was so terrifying, as if a single punch could break her skull.

The petite girl in front of her opened her mouth and was about to say something.

As a result, the man grabbed her wrist and lifted her up.

It's like carrying a light sack, effortlessly.

"Hey... wait, wait a minute, big... big brother, you--"

She thought he was going to throw her into the forest, but unexpectedly, he carried her into the house.

Inside, there is only a simple wooden bed and a small cabinet.

He put her on the bed, then got down on one knee, grabbed her foot, and looked at it.

"..." The dirty little girl blinked.

The man who acted rudely and violently did not raise his eyelids, and said indifferently:

"Leave after dressing up, this is not a place for you to stay."

His hands are rough, thick and black, like hands that often do farm work.

Just like that, she untied the cloth wrapped around her feet, without taking it lightly at all.

It immediately touched the wound on her foot, causing her to hiss in pain.

He couldn't help but retract his feet.

"You take it easy..."

She seemed a little aggrieved.

Tears welled up in her charming eyes, they were slightly red, and her eyelashes were wet and limp.

There is an indescribable squeamishness.

He paused for a moment, and glanced at her indifferently.

The rough palms were still grabbing her delicate ankles.

Although she is dirty, it is not difficult to see that she has lived in a wealthy family since she was a child, and she is a spoiled young lady in the family.

She is delicate and charming, and even speaks softly and softly.

There is always an unconscious sweetness and coquettishness, like a ripe peach.

There is a fresh and soft smell.

Indescribably seductive.

The muscular man lowered his eyelids and did not speak.

Looking at her horrible feet, his hands tightened a bit.

Then pinched her delicate ankle until it turned red.

The delicate little girl frowned, and said in a low voice, "How about... I'd better do it myself—"

Before he could speak, he stood up, turned and walked out.

The door closed immediately.

Leaving her alone, sitting on the edge of the hard wooden bed, there was a moment of silence.

Looking at the closed door, and at the small wooden house.

It's too rudimentary here, and there are almost no utensils.

There are quite a few knives and arrows hanging on the wall, and they all seem to be hunting knives.

Looks like...he's a hunter?

(End of this chapter)