Chapter 397

"I know, but you have to calm down now." Huo Yi repeated tirelessly.

Her appearance made him very uncomfortable.

Does she care about Jun Mohan so much?

"Of course?" A worried voice suddenly came from the other side, so gentle that it made one's heart palpitate.

Ye Liran turned around slowly, just like the scenes in a movie, every minute and every second was very slow, so she firmly remembered all the scenery after turning around.

On the road, in the sunshine, outside the cafe, Jun Mohan stood there like a tall and straight pine tree.

Gentle and silent, stoic.

Seeing Ye Liran looking over, he frowned, and was about to walk towards her, but she rushed over one step ahead.

Even if the glass pierces the foot or the stone sinks into the flesh, it doesn't matter.

"Be careful." Seeing her appearance, Jun Mohan was rather worried.

Ye Liran hugged him tightly.

The moment she learned of his accident, she had a feeling of following him regardless.

So she was sure that she loved this person very much.

Much love.

"Fortunately, you're fine." Hugging Jun Mohan, Ye Liran buried her head in his arms, repeating this sentence in a low voice.

Jun Mohan froze for a moment, and immediately reacted, his arms tightened: "I'm sorry, I made you worry."

Listening to his gentle whisper, Ye Liran's eyes immediately turned red.

"Let's go, I'll take you to change clothes." Jun Mohan picked her up.

She was in such a mess when he wasn't around for a while, it was really worrying.

Ye Liran hugged Jun Mohan's neck tightly with both hands, buried her head in his arms, and sucked his breath wantonly.

She became so clingy all of a sudden, Jun Mohan was not used to it, but he also felt very satisfied.

There was a smile on the corner of his lips: "What's the matter?"

"You scared me." Ye Liran said in a tone of the survivors.

"Stupid." Jun Mohan hugged her tightly.

Jun Mohan carried Ye Liran into the car, and only after putting her down did he look at her carefully.

Her hands and feet were all scratched by glass and stones, bloody and bloody, and Jun Mohan's face immediately turned ugly.

"How did you do it?"

Ye Liran lowered her head and remained silent. She was really stupid just now, so she didn't want to say anything.

Seeing that she didn't want to say anything, Jun Mohan didn't ask. He lowered his head and carefully picked out the broken glass and stones for her.

Ye Liran retracted her hands in pain, and gasped.

"It hurts a bit, bear with it." Jun Mohan held her arm, the temperature of his fingertips passed through the skin to Ye Liran's heart.

The heart that was originally warm and cold immediately became hot.

The feeling of heartbeat, the feeling that I haven't had for a long time.

"Yeah." Ye Liran nodded.

Afterwards, Ye Liran didn't yell anymore, there was a piece of glass cut from the palm of the hand, running through the whole hand.

When picking, Ye Lilian bit her lips, her face was pale, and cold sweat flowed from her forehead.

Seeing her uncomfortable appearance, Jun Mohan was very distressed: "Be patient a little longer, and the pain will be much less if you take some medicine."

"Well, I'm fine." It was just a small injury.

After applying the medicine, Jun Mohan wrapped Ye Liran's hands layer by layer, and did not stop until they were tightly wrapped.

"Mr. Jun, how can I use my hands when you wrap it like this?" Ye Liran pouted.

He must have done it on purpose.

"Mrs. Jun, do you still want to use your hands?" Let him be a disabled person for a few days.

"Then what should I do if I take a shower and wash my face? What should I do if I eat?" Ye Ruran was uneasy.

(End of this chapter)

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