Cold-hearted young master and revenge bride

"Don't touch me!" His cool hand touched her hand, as if she had been crawled by a poisonous snake. She reacted fiercely. She threw away his hand, stepped back from him, and screamed at him. But she didn't notice her foot. She stepped on the air and fell straight back. Chu lanchao was surprised. She put her hand forward and held her in her arms, but her foot was still sprained.

"I said don't touch me again!" The pain of her sprained foot made her want to cry, but it couldn't match the pain in her heart. She tried to push him away.

Chu Lan Chao looked at her face full of anger, a gloomy, but did not dare to let her go, whispered: "you do not get excited, you first calm down, you calm down, I will let you go."

But how to calm down? How to calm down?

"Let go, let go of me, let go of me, Wuwu." Chang Huan's Pink fist was beating his chest like rain. Tears poured down his face. She cried.

"Huan, I'm sorry." Hearing her heartbroken cry, Chu lanchao feels that his heart is also broken. He hugs her tightly, and there is no expression of guilt in his heart.

Regret, had hurt her like that, regret, let that tragedy happen.

I'm sorry, I'm sorry can you erase all the damage? Can a word of sorry bring her father back to life?

Chang Huan pushes him away and takes a step back, but she accidentally sprains her injured foot. She can't help crying out in pain.

"Let me see." Chu lanchao came forward to hold her worried.

"Go away, don't touch me." Chang Huan didn't want him to help him, but pushed him away.

"Enough." Chu Lan Chao immediately sank his face, and the suffocating low pressure diffused. Chang Huan was startled and couldn't react for a moment.

He held her up, put her on one side of the steps, let her sit down, squatted in front of her, picked up her feet, she shrunk, he looked up at her coldly, she was immediately suppressed, commissar wronged dare not speak, he took off her shoes, big hands wrapped her feet, that some familiar feeling let his heart beautiful.

"You, let go." Obviously, Chang Huan also remembered those disharmonious scenes. She bit her lips and blushed. She wanted to take her feet back.

Chu Lan Chao raised his head and looked at her, with a gentle voice: "it will hurt a little, you can bear it."

After he said that, he didn't wait for her to react. Suddenly, as soon as his hands started to work, she screamed, and her ankle had returned to its original position.

"Well, just go back and apply some ice." He gently put down his feet and didn't help her put on her shoes.

Chang Huan wiped the tears from his face and turned away from him.

He stood up, frowned, took out his mobile phone, called and asked someone to deal with the car. He said to Chang Huan, "I've already asked someone to deal with the car. I'll take you to the hospital first."

"No, I can go myself." Chang Huan stood up with a cold face, picked up his shoes and limped forward.

"Don't be capricious." Chu Lan Chao took her hand and frowned.

"It has nothing to do with you." Chang Huan shakes off his hand.

"Chang Huan!" Chu orchid tide low voice cheers a way, familiar low air pressure dynasty Chang Huan presses down, unfortunately this time Chang Huan can't be suppressed by his imposing manner again.

"Let go." She could not shake off his hand and looked back at him coldly.

"No!" He is very stubborn, the whole person standing in front of her, deep looking at her, let her have a sense of oppression.