Affectionate trapping

Chapter 97 The Baby Is Not Dirty
Wen Xi looked at him in a daze, and slowly put his hand into his pocket.

Zhai Panfeng bent down, turned his back to the light, and gently reached out to her: "Are you all right?"

Wen Xi's right hand, which was about to move, was stuffed back, his arm was still stiff, and he pursed his lips without making a sound.

Enduring the pain in her body, she slowly moved back and stood up with support.

Then she looked up and saw the closed windows of the residential building, her eyes moved slowly, and she saw the dead cat that she had thrown down, feeling disgusted in her heart.

Zhai Panfeng explained kindly: "It should have fallen from the roof."

Wen Xi asked vigilantly, "Why are you here?"

"Passing by."

She stopped talking, and there was a smell of rotting corpses on her body, which stinks.

Zhai Panfeng helped her move the tram, and she went to hold the handlebar: "I will do it myself."

But he had already helped the tram to get up, Wen Xi said in a low voice: "Thank you."

When she was about to take it, he didn't let it go, her brows were furrowed, vegetables rolled down at her feet, and the two of them remained in a stalemate.

"Little Creek!"

She turned around and saw Shen Yuli running towards him with long legs, the tension in her heart was loosened, and she took a few steps towards him, relying on him and acting coquettishly unconsciously, calling him: "Shen Yuli..."

He hugged her into his arms with one hand, covered her head and rubbed her head comfortingly, "Well, I'm here."

He raised his eyelids, and shot a piercing gaze at the man opposite him.

Zhai Panfeng raised his eyebrows calmly, Shen Yuli's eyes darkened, and he bent over to hug Wen Xi.

Wen Xi wrapped his arms around his neck and looked back: "Car."

"I'll deal with it later."

He put her next to the car and opened the door, "Go in and wait for me inside."

She held his finger, tremblingly: "I am dirty."

It had just rained, and the ground was covered with wet mud. Half of her body was covered, wet and embarrassed.

"Not dirty." He took off his heavy coat and put it on her body, leaned over and kissed her forehead lightly: "Baby is not dirty, go in quickly."

Wen Xi had a sore nose, looked at him and nodded.

Shen Yuli closed the car door and turned back, first dialed the phone, then finished speaking quickly, squatted down to pick up the vegetables on the ground, and put them all into the bag.

Two potatoes rolled next to the dead cat. The cat was horrific, with bloody scabs around its hollow eyes and a foul smell. It looked like it had been dead for days.

His eyes were dark and heavy, just like the boundless night last night.

Shen Yuli got up slowly, his eyes were icy directed at Zhai Panfeng.

The other party smiled shallowly, and said ignorantly and kindly: "Do you need my help to deliver the car?"

"unnecessary."

Shen Yuli walked over, Zhai Panfeng stopped his hands wisely, and replaced the handlebars.

He pushed the car aside, parked it, turned around and picked up the bag on the ground.

The siren of the police car came from far to near, his dark eyes swept towards Zhai Panfeng, his lips were stretched, and he squeezed out a warning from his throat: "Stay away from her, next time you appear in front of her, I'll be rude to you."

The smile in Zhai Panfeng's eyes disappeared, and he stared gloomily at Shen Yuli's leaving back.

Shen Yuli returned to the car. When he came over just now, he saw Wen Xi getting up from the ground. He didn't know exactly how he fell. He guessed that he was frightened by the cat.

She was holding a hand-wiping tissue in her hand, and the bones of her fingers were rubbed red. When he stretched out his hand to hold it, it was as cold as if soaked in ice water.

Shen Yuli put it on his lips distressedly and let out a breath: "Does it hurt from the fall?"

Her eyelashes trembled slightly. In fact, it was just that pain. Because of the thick clothes, there was only a faint dull pain in her right shoulder and buttocks.

But facing him, she became delicate and replied in a low voice: "It hurts."

Shen Yuli touched her face, but said nothing.

"What about the car?"

"The car light was broken and the handlebars were also crooked. I have already called and asked them to take it away for repairs, and then I will ride it back."

The policeman and Zhai Panfeng asked a few words, then turned to this side, came over and knocked on the window.

Wen Xi rolled down the glass and answered the police's question: "I parked my car to fix my clothes, and the cat fell from the sky and landed in my arms."

Shen Yuli suddenly looked at her fair side face, and squinted at the residential building outside the window.

"See how it fell?"

"I don't know, he may see it better than me." She pointed to Zhai Panfeng.

The policeman frowned: "He said he didn't see anything, he just saw you fall on the ground and wanted to help you."

Wen Xi subconsciously denied it in her heart, it wasn't true.

But she said nothing.

Shen Yuli said: "If it's okay, we'll leave first, she was frightened."

"Leave a name and phone number, and I may contact you later if there are any problems."

Wen Xi nodded and gave her name and phone number.

Shen Yuli stepped on the accelerator and left quickly.

It took only a minute to reach the apartment downstairs. Shen Yu parked the car in a safe place, took her hand and walked forward quickly.

Wen Xi took small steps to keep up. He suddenly stopped and bent his back: "Come up, I'll carry you."

She shook her head: "People will see it."

"Nobody paid attention."

She still refused, grabbed his hand, and walked in front: "Come home."

Behind her was his coat, but the trousers were wet a lot. Shen Yuli took a step forward with the vegetables in one hand, and hugged her leg with his right hand to his shoulder.

She exclaimed, hugging his neck, protecting the clothes that were about to fall, "Shen Yuli! What are you doing?"

He didn't speak, and followed the three or two into the elevator with big strides. Wen Xi covered his face, feeling hopeless.

Put her down at the door, she opened the door with the key, her ears were red.

Pushing open the door, Shen Yuli put the dishes in the entrance, then bent over to pick her up, put her on the table in the entrance, and unbuttoned her coat without saying a word.

She froze, her voice trembling: "What are you doing?"

"There's a smell on the clothes."

She looked down at his fingers, her face sullen: "Does it stink?"

"Just take it off." He threw her coat aside, picked her up and walked inside.

Because she hugged her hips directly, she could only hold his waist and climb on his body like a koala, which was a very intimate posture.

He observed her expression as he walked, and finally leaned against the bathroom door, approached, and asked softly, "Are you scared?"

"…Um."

"I will get justice for you."

"How do you get it back? Did you catch the person who threw the cat? The police are dealing with it."

Shen Yuli pressed against her lips, didn't answer, just sighed: "Baby, why are you disobedient? Didn't I tell you not to let you go out alone."

"Aren't I going to work? Then I have to come out alone."

He lowered his eyes and looked at her deeply: "I will send you off from tomorrow."

"No need, today may just be an accident, I was unlucky."

"Whether it's an accident or not, I'll send you off." He let go, and pushed open the bathroom door: "Go in and have a wash, don't catch a cold, call me if you're afraid, I'll be right at the door."

(End of this chapter)