Huo Jue's gaze fell on Wen Xia Nuan's frightened eyes, and he quickly let go of her wrist: "Sorry."
Wen Xia Nuan pinched her wrist and stared at him aggrievedly: "You pinched my wrist red, Huo Jue, are you crazy?"
Huo Jue actually didn't have much strength, but Wen Xia Nuan was frightened by him, so she chose to find fault with him now.
The corners of her eyes were red, and her eyes were angry, annoyed, and filled with tears.
He also noticed the red on Wen Xia Nuan's wrist. He reached out to pull her, but Wen Xia Nuan dodged. Huo Jue was heartbroken: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I really didn't expect it to turn out like this. Wen Zhiqing, if you're not satisfied, why not hit me?"
Wen Xia Nuan pursed her lips and didn't say anything.
The room was quiet for a while. Seeing that Wen Xia Nuan didn't take any action, Huo Jue picked up the firewood beside him and hit himself hard on the chest.
He was so fast that Wen Xia Nuan didn't have time to stop him. She heard a muffled groan and looked at Huo Jue in surprise: "Are you crazy?"
Wen Xia Nuan quickly snatched the stick from his hand and looked at Huo Jue with surprise in her eyes: "Huo Jue, don't you know it hurts?"
Huo Jue forced a stiff smile and looked at Wen Xia Nuan with gentle eyes: "Wen Zhiqing, I made you scared. This is all my own fault."
He looked serious. Wen Xia Nuan pursed her lips, but she didn't know how to describe Huo Jue.
This man was cruel to himself and even more indifferent to others. Wen Xia Nuan looked at the bruises on his exposed chest, frowned, reached out and grabbed his hand and walked out of the kitchen.
Huo Jue followed behind her and saw Wen Xia Nuan's frustrated expression. He couldn't help but curl his lips and smile, but he quickly hid the smile under his brows.
When they returned to her room, Wen Xia Nuan let go of his hand and went to look for the medicine for bruises in her bag.
Huo Jue stood where he was, his fingers unable to help but rub against each other, as if he was still lingering on the delicate touch just now.
"Sit down! Take off your clothes."
Huo Jue sat obediently on the chair. When he heard what Wen Xia Nuan said, he looked up at her.
Wen Xia Nuan frowned, her expression indifferent: "Why, didn't you hear what I said?"
"Wen Zhiqing, why don't you just give me the potion and let me do it myself?"
Huo Jue still felt shy. Wen Xia Nuan placed the potion in her hand next to him. Before Huo Jue could even say thank you, he heard a tearing sound.
The short-sleeved shirt he was wearing was torn into two pieces of cloth.
Wen Xia Nuan stared at him blankly, even Huo Jue was stunned.
"This, this is not my fault, you..."
She hadn't finished her words, but when she touched the bruises on his chest, Wen Xia Nuan frowned and touched it with her hand.
"Huo Jue, are you a fool?"
Wen Xia Nuan had already taken the potion placed beside her. She took some of it and said to Huo Jue, "Bear with it!"
The smooth hands were already rubbing the potion on his chest, and Huo Jue could feel Wen Xianuan's strength.
His sitting body was slightly tense. Wen Xia Nuan raised her head and met his deep eyes: "Does it hurt?"
Her force didn't hurt at all, but when it landed on him, it was more unbearable than pain.
Huo Jue reached out and pressed down her hand that was causing trouble on him. Wen Xia Nuan's eyes fell on him, but he looked away, not daring to look at Wen Xia Nuan.
"alright."
Wen Xia Nuan heard Huo Jue's hoarse voice and thought he was in pain.
But the barrage also popped up at this moment.
[Our second male lead is about to explode with frustration, right? Listen to his voice. Oh my god, if he could do it right now, he'd be shaking his head with the female lead!]
Huo Jue's eyes were too intense, their lustful gaze was filled with repression. He really couldn't bear it any longer!
[The heroine should stop teasing the male lead. Can't you see that there's a bomb hidden in his crotch? ]
Wen Xia Nuan's face flushed with anger, and she didn't know where to look with her embarrassed eyes.
How could she, how could she know that she could arouse him like this just by applying some medicine?
Wen Xia Nuan bit her lip and retracted her hand: "You, apply it yourself."
She stuffed the potion into his hand and ran out.
Huo Jue looked at the empty room, covered his brows and smiled bitterly. Maybe he had acted too much just now and scared Wen Zhiqing away?
Wen Xia Nuan ran out of the house and felt the sultry weather outside, which made her already hot heart even more chaotic.
What's going on with Huo Jue? Could it be that he really likes me?
Wen Xia Nuan pursed her lips and paced back and forth. Her mind was in a mess. Thinking of the way he had just faced her self-harm, Wen Xia Nuan didn't know how to sort it out for a while.
When Huo Jue came out after applying the medicine, he saw Wen Xia Nuan wandering around casually. He paused and looked at Wen Xia Nuan: "Wen Zhiqing, I'm fine now."
He was shirtless. Wen Xia Nuan paused and looked at him. Seeing Huo Jue's current condition, Wen Xia Nuan swallowed involuntarily.
He has a great body, with eight-pack abs on his muscular body.
"I left the potion on the table after I used it up."
Wen Xia Nuan nodded. Thinking of how she had torn his clothes, she met his eyes and said, "Wait a minute."
He paused, his eyes falling on Wen Xia Nuan: "What's wrong?"
Wen Xia Nuan hurried into the room and came out with a piece of black cloth and potion: "Here."
Huo Jue didn't reach out to take it. Wen Xia Nuan stuffed everything in her hand into Huo Jue's hand. "Here, take it. I just tore your clothes. This piece of fabric is compensation for you. And you need to use this potion for a while."
Wen Xia Nuan said this while looking at Huo Jue: "You didn't have to pay for the chicken I bought earlier. I'm a bit greedy, so I'll buy the food I like and share it with you. After all, I'm living in your house for free, so is it okay with me paying rent?"
Huo Jue held these things tightly in his hands, but his heart felt heavy.
He saw clearly that Wen Xia Nuan wanted to sever ties with him, and because of this, he felt even more that there was no future for him and Wen Xia Nuan.
"Wen Zhiqing..."
Huo Jue wanted to speak, but Wen Xia Nuan subconsciously stopped him from saying anything: "Huo Jue, don't hit yourself like this in the future. It hurts so much."
She pulled the corner of her mouth: "If you have nothing to do, can you go clean up the kitchen first and then help me boil a bath water?"
Huo Jue nodded, but his expression was somewhat frustrated.
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