Chapter 134

Jiang Qiao was stunned for a moment, then he reacted and glared at him angrily.

Unfortunately, the corners of her eyes were red, and there was a faint pearly glow on her eyelids. Her eyes were moist and bright, and when she stared at me like that, she looked like she was crying. She was really not threatening at all.

Instead, it seems like she has been wronged and is deliberately acting like a spoiled child in front of her family.

Lu Xun's expression remained unchanged. He pressed his fingertips on the corners of the girl's eyes, neither lightly nor heavily, and asked in a neutral tone, "Why are you crying?"

"You're the one crying!" Jiang Qiao denied it and angrily slapped his hand away: "I'm wearing makeup, don't touch me."

Lu Xun: “…………………………”

Jiang Qiao turned around and walked around him, but was caught off guard by the man's strong hands and picked up by the waist. He screamed and subconsciously hugged the man's neck.

The man's wrist was encircled by a big hand, and he lowered his eyelids: "Don't move."

“Does your hand hurt?” Lu Xun’s voice was light.

Jiang Qiao inexplicably felt guilty, and snorted twice, and said nothing.

The one who treated her wound was a very pretty German nurse. She spoke German to Jiang Qiao and from her expression, she seemed to be asking something.

Jiang Qiao didn't understand and was at a loss. Just as he was about to download a translation app, he heard the man's deep voice next to him.

He answered the nurse's question in fluent German. The nurse nodded and wrote something in the notebook.

Jiang Qiao was still in shock. This was the first time she heard Lu Xun speak German, and it was a little different from usual.

Lu Xun’s voice is very pleasant, deep and steady. When he speaks German, there is a unique sense of coolness, like breathing a breath of Berlin’s winter, calm and objective…

The wound under the white gauze was a little torn, blood was flowing, and the five-centimeter-long wound stretched across the girl's white and smooth back of the hand, looking shocking.

Lu Xun pursed his lips, his face was cold, but his hands were moving as lightly as possible.

Jiang Qiao looked at him cautiously and said with gritted teeth: "Let the nurse do it, you—"

Before she could finish her words, she was caught off guard by the man's cold eyes. Jiang Qiao shut up wisely.

Lu Xun's movements were very gentle. He first cleaned the bloodstains with a cotton swab bit by bit, and then disinfected it. His expression was very calm from beginning to end.

Jiang Qiao endured the pain and didn't say anything. She felt inexplicably nervous and wanted to hide the wound the next moment. She tried hard to think about what she should say if Lu Xun asked how it happened.

After the wound was treated, a new medical gauze was bandaged on it, and some anti-inflammatory drugs and scar cream were given, the man did not say a word to her, nor did he ask about the wound.

Jiang Qiao did not feel relieved, but became more anxious.

This torment reached its peak when I walked out of the hospital and got into the car.

Lu Xun put the medicine in the back seat. The lights were off in the car. It was quiet. Jiang Qiao couldn't help but ask, "Lu Xun, why don't you say anything..."

"What?" the man's voice was cold.

“……………………” Jiang Qiao was choked and felt a little uncomfortable, his voice was a little aggrieved: “You are so fierce…………”

I don't know which word touched the man, but Lu Xun froze in his attempt to start the car, and his face turned pale instantly.

Jiang Qiao didn't notice and continued to complain with his head down: "I haven't seen you for many days, and you're so fierce as soon as we meet. I wanted to give you a surprise..."

The girl's voice became lower and lower, and in the end it was almost inaudible.

Surprise? It was indeed a surprise.

Lu Xun suppressed the anger in his eyes. He closed his eyes and opened them again with a cold expression: "Jiang Qiao, keep pretending."

The insincere, complaining sweet words are just to change the subject.

“…………………………” Jiang Qiao froze.

"What's wrong with your hand, huh?" Lu Xun suddenly chuckled, but his eyes were cold: "Don't want to tell me?"

"……………no."

"What is that?"

When she saw him at the back door of the movie red carpet, she subconsciously avoided his eyes and put her hands behind her back. When she was discovered, she just played dumb and threw a tantrum, with no intention of explaining at all.

Was she afraid of him, or did she feel it didn't matter whether she told him or not? No matter which answer she gave, Lu Xun found it hard to accept.

Lu Xun didn’t know how other people got along with each other during their relationship, but he knew clearly that Jiang Qiao’s approach was wrong.

Jiang Qiao's throat was a little dry, and he explained: "I don't want to make you worry..."

“No.” Lu Xun stared at her red eyes and spoke slowly, “You just don’t believe me.”

"If you don't want to tell me, I won't ask, but your first thought is to hide it from me."

In Jiang Qiao's heart, he was strong and disregarded her wishes.

Only those who are favored can be fearless. Obviously, Jiang Qiao only feels uncertain about him now.

I'm not sure if he will be angry or sad, and I'm not sure what his attitude will be.

Lu Xun thought, it was his fault.

He spoke in a lighter voice: "Jiang Qiao, you can be more confident."

Because he would always favor her, both in the past and now.

The man's tone was serious, his black eyes were slightly cold, but he was staring at her intently.

The grievances of many days and the sadness that only she knew burst out. Jiang Qiao's eyes instantly turned red, and a layer of mist covered her eyes. She wiped the corners of her eyes vigorously, still stubbornly: "I have always been very confident."

"Yeah." Lu Xun wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes with his fingertips: "You are very good."

"So, now can you tell me how you hurt your hand?"

The question returned to the source. Jiang Qiao stopped sobbing and looked into the man's focused black eyes. Her voice was still tearful: "Didn't you say you wouldn't ask?"

"You don't want to say it?" Lu Xun frowned.

Of course I don’t want to say it!! She has shown it so obviously!! Lu Xun did it on purpose!

First conquer her, persuade her with reason and emotion, and when she is moved, start to be strong again! This is completely inconsistent with what you say!

Jiang Qiao was determined not to be fooled. He turned his head away from him and replied, "I don't want to say it."

If he told her, Lu Xun might not be sure what he would do. Song Qingying was the heroine after all, with the heroine's aura and the help of Jiang Chao's advanced system.

An "emotional reversal" is so helpless, what if there are more powerful tricks?

Jiang Qiao didn't dare to think about it.

She saved Song Qingying out of instinct, no matter who she was. Jiang Qiao couldn't bear to watch a girl in her prime being humiliated.

Lu Xun was silent for a while, his brows knitted tighter and tighter, and he felt a little regretful. Finally, he said, "Okay, I'll tell you when you want to."

Jiang Qiao breathed a sigh of relief, her heart was both sour and warm, her mind was hot, she leaned forward and kissed the corner of the man's lips.

When she realized what she had done, Lu Xun hadn't reacted yet. She blushed and pressed herself against the cold car window, pretending to be dead.

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Off topic: Actually, I think Xiao Lu is in love now too!