Chapter 908 Don't Look In The Mirror

Following this cry of pain, the hand that was strangling An Qiaoran's neck suddenly dropped powerlessly.

An Qiaoran was free, and Chen Lanyu, who had not reacted too much, suddenly let go, grabbed her hand with a big palm, and brought her over with force, and then, she fell into a warm embrace.

"It's okay." Lu Yuchen stroked her head with his big palm comfortingly, and said in a low voice.

Hearing his voice, An Qiaoran subconsciously stretched out his hand to cover the wound on his face, and turned around quickly.

Chen Lanyu slashed her face with a dagger just now, and she is still bleeding. She feels very painful and will definitely leave a scar. She doesn't know how to face Lu Yuchen.

Lu Yuchen watched her reaction, took a step forward, hugged the child with one hand, and grabbed An Qiaoran with the other, and dragged her upstairs.

Downstairs, there were bursts of fighting sounds, and the sound of broken porcelain. The sounds were extremely intense.

An Qiaoran wanted to turn around to check the situation, but Lu Yuchen seemed to deliberately not let her see, blocking her view.

In the end, An Qiaoran didn't see anything, but was dragged into a room by Lu Yuchen.

After entering, An Qiaoran still covered half of his face with one hand, but Lu Yuchen put the child on the sofa after closing the door, and then looked at An Qiaoran.

The sound insulation effect of the door is very good. After the door is closed, the noise of the first floor is also isolated from the door, and the room is completely quiet.

An Qiaoran noticed Lu Yuchen's gaze, covered her hands tighter, lowered her head, and tried to reduce her sense of existence.

Even if she didn't look at her current appearance, she knew it must be ugly, and she didn't want him to see it.

Lu Yuchen looked at her hand covering her face, blood was already flowing down, staining her fingers red.

Seeing the blood, Lu Yuchen's pupils constricted. The next second, he turned around and went into the back room. After a while, he came out with what looked like a medicine box.

Seeing the medicine box in his hand, An Qiaoran knew what he was going to do, and before he came in front of her, she hurriedly said, "I'll do it myself."

Lu Yuchen was taken aback when he heard her voice, and asked her dissatisfiedly, "How did you come here?"

"There is a mirror in the bathroom." An Qiaoran said.

She is a doctor, she can bandage herself in the mirror.

Now, she can't feel any pain, and all she can think about is not to let him see her face.

"Don't look in the mirror!" Lu Yuchen roared, and then stepped forward, whether she wanted to or not, he reached out and took her hand off.

However, An Qiaoran's body was stiff and his hands were also stiff. Before he saw her face, he had already started to dislike her...

Lu Yuchen didn't want to hurt her, and felt helpless for her clinging to the hand covering her face, "If you keep covering like this, the wound will become infected."

"Anyway, it's already destroyed, and it's the same whether you deal with it or not." An Qiaoran said, "Anyway, I'm already like this, so you don't need to deal with it, so as not to upset you."

An Qiaoran thought about what Lu Yuchen said just now that you are not allowed to look in the mirror, and she was in a terrible mood. Is she so ugly that she can't even look in the mirror?

Hearing An Qiaoran's dissatisfied words, Lu Yuchen felt inexplicable, "What are you talking about?"

What does it mean to save him from looking upset?When did he say he was upset?
"Isn't it?" An Qiaoran asked in a nonchalant tone, "You told me not to look in the mirror just now, isn't it because you looked down on me? You must be thinking that I am too ugly to look in the mirror."

(End of this chapter)

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