Addicted to Love: Paranoid President You're Toxic

When he saw the engine hood flying because of the explosion, Wen Muxi's first reaction was to loudly remind him that he wanted to turn over and exchange the identities of the protector and the protected.

But what she didn't expect was that Shen Bihan's reaction was faster than her. When her body was about to move, Shen Bihan had tightly held her wrist and held her tightly in his arms as fast as possible, controlling all her movements.

His sight was completely covered by his chest, and Wen Muxi couldn't see anything, but when the hood hit Shen Bihan's back, she thought that the sudden downward force was clearly felt.

"No!"

She heard her hysterical voice with a strong cry. Those pictures that he had stood in front of her, protected her and blocked all dangers for her appeared in wenmuxi's head one after another.

Suddenly, she seemed to see the past like a nightmare bridge. That day, she lost control of her driving and the brakes failed completely. Shen Rou was hit and killed by the car just to save her.

She still clearly remembers every detail of the broken windshield and the blood that was scattered in the cracks like a bloody spider web.

She was afraid that Shen Bihan would come to the same end with Shen Rou in order to save her, so her exclamatory voice was full of despair.

Struggling to raise his head from Shen Bihan's tightly protected hand, Wen Muxi saw Shen Bihan's appearance at this time.

The eyes were closed tightly, and the pain was so painful that even the eyebrows were knotted and wrinkled together. On the skin without any defects like jade, there were a lot of dust and water stains after the snow melted. The blood flowing slowly from the collapsed black hair was even more dazzling on the white skin.

"Shen Bihan, how great you think you are! You have to rush to me and protect me at any time!" Wen Muxi yelled, but his voice was full of fear.

Hearing the sound, Shen Bihan opened his eyes and looked at Wen Muxi, who was crying in front of her. His first reaction was to stretch out the discolored gloves and pick a clean position to gently wipe the tears on her face.

"Stop crying. It hurts already. It hurts even more when you cry."

Shen Bihan even coaxed her with a smile in his painful voice. If it wasn't for Wen Muxi's enough understanding of the man in front of him, he might not be able to hear anything different from his voice.

But it was precisely because he knew Shen Bihan's endurance enough that Wen Muxi's tears fell even worse when he heard his disordered breath because of pain.

"I don't need you to protect me like this." she sobbed. He clearly knew what happened in those years and that she was not worth it. Why did he still protect her and why did he have to owe her more and more!

Wen Muxi's tears kept falling down, and Shen Bihan really couldn't use the dirty gloves to wipe her, so he felt helpless.

"I'm already so uncomfortable, you have to say me." he whispered a complaint.

Wen Muxi also heard this sentence before he reacted. Although his tears must be unstoppable, he carefully climbed out of Shen Bihan's protective arms.

He stumbled to his feet, and his trembling fingers wasted some force to lift the hood on Shen Bihan's back to the side.

The black overcoat didn't show any injuries, but from the blood around, it could be seen that he was protecting her from the injury.

"Bi Han..."

She whispered her lover's name, but she didn't dare to touch him easily at this moment, because she didn't know where Shen Bihan was hurt. Sometimes her random movement would only make her injury more serious.

Shen Bihan naturally knows this too. From the tone she just whispered to him, she heard that she was helpless, like a child who didn't know what to do.

"I still have consciousness, don't worry." Shen Bihan comforted her first, and then opened his mouth to indicate what she should do next: "my mobile phone should still be in my pocket. Find it out and call my father first, and he will arrange someone to come over."

"Yes, call first."

At this time, Wen Muxi found his backbone and squatted down to look for his mobile phone from Shen Bihan's clothes pocket. What he reached out from the fabric of his clothes was cold blood.

Looking at the bright red blood between his fingers, Wen Muxi bit the tip of his tongue hard to control his loud cry without collapse.

She saw a lot of blood, even for her own life. She also arrested people to block bullets for herself. Her hands were stained with a lot of blood and even human life, but... Shen Bihan's blood is different.

The hands stained with Shen Bi's cold blood, like strong sulfuric acid, corrode her soul.

Shen Bihan saw her reaction and laughed at her: "now you know it's hard to see your lover's blood. Let you scare me three or five times before, and even learn to commit suicide..."

There was a smile in his voice, but because he was too weak, his voice became lighter and lighter, like a floating silk blown by the breeze.

Tears had already blurred Wen Muxi's sight, but she didn't respond until half a ring. She wiped it carelessly with her sleeves, and then stretched out her hand again and groped in the pocket of her coat.

It was not easy to find the mobile phone from Shen Bihan's pocket. Her fingerprints were always recorded on his mobile phone, and she could unlock it at any time. But this time, I don't know whether it was because her hands were too frozen. After groping for a long time, the mobile phone didn't respond at all.

Wen Muxi, who had just managed to stop his tears, was disturbed by this, and his tears immediately pasted his sight.

When they were anxious to turn around, a horse herder SUV roared in, and the people on the car had just braked and stopped beside them. The people on the car had turned over and jumped out of the driver's seat.

The visitor came to Wen Muxi in three steps and squatted down. He didn't pay much attention to Shen Bihan, who was full of blood on the ground, but put all his eyes on Wen Muxi.

"Little guy..." just as Hua Jun was about to ask, he saw the tear mark on Wen Muxi's face, so even his tone suddenly became anxious: "is there any injury?"

Hua Jun's appearance made Wen Muxi, like a drowning man, find the driftwood. He even ignored Shen Bihan's look. He grabbed his white down jacket and asked him for help.

"Yes, it's Bihan. In order to save me, please save him..."

It's hard for Hua Jun to hear the general idea from Wen Muxi's messy words, but as long as he knows that Wen Muxi has not been hurt, Shen Bihan's multiple injuries are not important in his opinion.

Hua Jun's Yu Guang clearly saw Shen Bihan staring at him close to Wen Muxi, but he still couldn't see it. He stretched out his hand and patted her head in front of Shen Bihan, comforting her first and coaxing her with her personal emotions.

"I'll help him. Don't worry."