"I'm telling you, they don't need you to save them. If you go, they might even think you're in the way—" Qiao Xuejun was still struggling, staring at him straight in the eye. "And didn't you say you were going to take me home? When you heard Huo Antu was outside, you just turned around and left me behind. Is that right?"
Obviously, her words made no sense, but the more she spoke, the more it sounded true: "He is an expert, so he is great? I am not? I am not as important as him who is a traitor? Why, in your place, experts are also divided into different levels, he is higher and I am lower, right?"
Zhao Xian sighed helplessly, took a step forward and picked up Qiao Xuejun horizontally.
Qiao Xuejun lost her balance and subconsciously reached out to hug Zhao Xian's arm, shouting in panic: "Zhao Xian!"
Zhao Xian held the man tightly and walked forward with big strides, his tone carrying an elusive smile: "How could that be? Of course, my teacher Qiao is the most important."
Except for the initial accident when she was picked up, she was still very stable in Zhao Xian's arms. His arms were long and strong, and his heart was broad. Qiao Xuejun was held tightly and felt very safe.
Qiao Xuejun heard him say this and grabbed his collar: "Then don't go."
Zhao Xian stopped talking again.
"Zhao Xian!" Qiao Xuejun was so angry when she saw him like this that she reached out and punched him on the shoulder. "You're lying to me! You're telling lies to different people!"
This punch had no deterrent effect on Zhao Xian, and he lowered his head to coax her: "Don't be angry. Professor Huo still has other skills, and we can't let him get into trouble now."
This was just what Zhao Xian said to convince Qiao Xuejun. In fact, with so many people paying attention, given the First Base's respect for experts and scholars, it was impossible for Zhao Xian, as the leader of the base, to remain indifferent when Huo Antu was in danger.
Zhao Xian walked very quickly, carrying the man back to the base. It wasn't far, so he walked back in ten minutes. He walked through the hallway and went straight to his room. He kicked the door open, carried the man in, and put him on the bed.
He lowered his head and looked at Qiao Xuejun with deep eyes. He whispered, "Don't go back tonight. Stay here. It's too late. I'm worried if you go out."
Qiao Xuejun just sneered: "I don't believe it. I will leave by myself after you get out."
She angrily declared: "My legs are on my body, I can go wherever I want."
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