Master’s a Byoukidere and Needs Pampering!

"Jiangzhi!"

Ah Wan shouted ‘careful’.

Jiang Zhi turned around subconsciously, and the high-speed car crashed into his eyes without warning, getting closer...

"boss!"

He only had time to move a step, his waist was strangled, and then he planted backwards and rolled around twice, and the flying snow and a yellow helmet reflected in his pupils.

The wind was whistling in his ears, and the black car almost wiped his back, blinking out of sight.

After that, he let the owner of the yellow helmet press him down, letting her run wild in his thoughts.

"Jianzhi."

"Jianzhi."

Zhou Xufang called him twice.

He turned a deaf ear to her and stared at her intently.

"what happened to you?"

Zhou Xufang’s hat was crooked, the end of his eyebrows was covered with snow, and the icy scum was still hanging on his eyelashes. He trembled and trembled so much that his face wrinkled in anxiety: "Why don’t you speak, are you hurt? Up?"

She was still squatting, very embarrassed.

Sitting on the snow, Jiang Zhi was also embarrassed, with snow all over him.

"Jianzhi."

He didn't agree, stretched out his hand and approached her. His slender fingers were slightly bent, covering half of her face, leaving only a pair of eyes to meet him.

Zhou Xu spinning then retreated fiercely.

Jiang Zhi grabbed her hand: "Is it you?"

"What?" After asking, she lowered her head to avoid her gaze, and the hat on her head drooped, hiding her small face in half.

Jiang Zhi said nothing, grabbed her by one hand, pulled hard, and hugged her.

Zhou Xufang didn't even think about it, and raised his hand--

"Xu Fang," he lowered his head, whispering as if in her ear, "Don't fight, I'm still sick."

Xu Fang.

He called her Xu Fang.

The sky is freezing, and the wind is full of bitter cold. Only the breath that falls in his ear is hot: "You dozens of blows, I will let go."

His chin rested on her shoulder.

She smelled of milk, exactly like the professional errand runner.

one two Three……

Zhou Xufang put down his hands and counted silently.

Jiang Zhi was still sitting in the snow, with a deep coldness seeping through the thick clothes, and the hands holding her trembled slightly: "How did you come to me in such a short time?"

She is not used to being so close, her whole body is stiff: "I ran here."

"It only took three seconds?"

"I run fast." She paused. "You are close to me."

Jiang Zhi coughed in her ear, and her breath was heavier than her breath: "You are clearly across the street."

"The snow is huge, you are wrong."

"Zhou Xufang——"

The words were interrupted by her: "The count is over ten times." Then, she pushed him away, stepped back, and straightened her hat. "Come across the street, it will take another minute. You are mistaken. "

After speaking, she put on her usual facial expression.

Jiang Zhi stood up with the lamp pole, wiped the snow off his body, raised his head, and looked at her scorchingly.

Zhou Xufang felt this way for the first time, as if he had been stripped of all the disguise and had nowhere to hide.

"Jianzhi."

She lowered her head, and the big yellow helmet slipped down, covering her forehead. She muttered, "My hands hurt."

Frosty said that girls will show weakness.

Sure enough, Jiang Zhifang was in a mess: "What's wrong?" All of a sudden, he panicked, "Where does it hurt? Did it fall?"

Zhou Xufang lightly shook his arm, deliberately swaying to him: "I just knocked."

This is called bitterness.

Zhou Xufang used it for the first time.

"Let's go to the hospital." Jiang Zhi stretched out his hand, trying to hold her hand, but was afraid of hurting her, changed her hat, turned around, "Lin late night, drive the car without dying!"

Ah Wan: "..."

This meal was still not finished.

Jiang Zhidai Zhou Xufang went to the hospital to take a film, and he was relieved that he hadn't hurt his bones. After such a toss, it was past nine o'clock.

In fact, her arm didn’t hurt at all, but Jiang Zhi insisted on letting the doctor put a bandage on her, and asked the doctor to make sure that she was fine with a single hair, and then he was willing to take her out of the orthopedics department. Therefore, Zhou Xufang felt even more guilty.

She also wore the deliveryman's helmet, her head hanging down particularly listless: "It's late, I'm going back."

"I see you off."

Zhou Xufang refused: "It's cold outside, don't send me away."

Jiang Zhi was reluctant to see her'pathetic', and she had to rely on her: "Then I will take you to the door."

"it is good."

Behind, Ah Wan: "..."

What should I do? I think the boss is so persuasive.

Jiang Zhi took Zhou Xufang to the door, a five-minute journey, because he'three steps, one panting, five steps, one cough, and a weak cough, can't help but breathe slightly.' He just walked for fifteen minutes.

After leaving the hospital door, Zhou Xufang would not let him send it anymore, and the snow would be about to rest, and the sky was covered in white.

Standing under the steps, Zhou Xufang said goodbye to Jiang Zhi, and solemnly told him: "The license plate of the car that hit you was covered by snow. You have to be careful. This is not an accident."

Jiang Zhi stood tall, bending over to listen to her: "I know."

"I'm leaving."

Then she turned around.

"Xu Fang," he took her unbandaged hand.

She tilted her head to look at him: "Huh?"

Her hands were still as cold as the ice cubes, but they were different from before, she wouldn't instinctively push him away.

Of course, she still guards strictly, hiding herself tightly.

"You can say anything to me," he said.

Zhou Xufang looked at him with blank eyes.

Jiang Zhi walked down the steps: "Do you understand what I mean?"

She shook her head.

Jiang Zhi stretched out his hand, covered her head, and touched the helmet on her head.

"You are different from others, you can do anything to me." Including eating his candy, hitting his person, and even pressing his body.

All of these are okay, he thought about it, as if there was nothing she could not tolerate, concealing, or deceiving, it was all right.

Zhou Xufang is not accustomed to physical contact. She hid her body back, her face was reddened by the cold wind. She blinked her eyes and said, "Hair is messy."

"..."

Is the focus on hair!

"If it's messed up, it's messed up." He rubbed the hair on her forehead vigorously, then put the cap of the coat over the helmet, "Go back, and call me when you get there."

Zhou Xufang was silent for a while: "Goodbye, Jiang Zhi."

Then she left.

Jiang Zhi stood at the entrance of the hospital for a long time. He couldn't bear it when people walked away, and he coughed badly with his waist bowed.

Before the evening: "Boss, it's windy outside, go in."

Jiang Zhi didn't move, looking at the row of footprints on the ground: "Has the monitoring been adjusted?"

"It was adjusted, but the snow fell too much in the evening, and the camera malfunctioned."

He withdrew his gaze, his eyes seemed to be dark and dark, bright and dark, and his emotions were indistinguishable: "Did you see where she stood at the beginning?"

Ah Wan nodded.

Then he shook his head again, wondering and entangled: "It doesn't make sense."

The speed of a normal person cannot be that fast.

Ah Wan couldn't understand why: "Boss, are we dazzled?"

Jiang Zhi said nothing.