(5)
After eating the box lunch, Xiao Wen Ning returned to his room and collapsed on the bed. Ever since his leg became lame, he has been living like a pig every day. Han Yao was still standing at the bedroom door waiting after throwing away the garbage.
Xiao Wen Ning recalled that the two of them had actually exchanged a few words during the meal just now, and couldn't help but sigh that no matter how tall and strong he was, he was only in his early twenties.
Before he went to bed, he thought about continuing tomorrow, but before dawn, he heard a loud "crash" and the glass on the balcony shattered all over the floor.
He immediately sat up from the bed, turned his head and saw two tall and strong men in black clothes and black hats rushing in from the second-floor balcony. It was impossible for him, a lame man with one leg, to run. Just as he was about to try to call for help, he heard the half-closed door being kicked open. Han Yao rushed in like a swift cheetah, holding an unsheathed military dagger in his hand. Without any pause or questioning, he approached the two men who broke in late at night.
Before the newcomer could react, Han Yao kicked him onto the guardrail. The other man was shocked for a few seconds before he came to his senses and punched Han Yao on the back. Han Yao turned around and kicked him in the head. The moment he fell, he was hit by another hook kick. The man was instantly pushed to the door and couldn't get up. The man leaning on the guardrail never expected that Xiao Wen Ning's bodyguard was so agile. He rushed up and swung his fist again towards Han Yao. Han Yao dodged quickly and punched hard and accurately. When he was about to get close, he was kicked back again. The two had a huge disparity in strength and were not on the same level at all. He glanced at his companion who was still lying on the ground and chose to give up rescuing him. He turned around and jumped down from the guardrail on the second floor.
Xiao Wen Ning sat on the bed, stunned. He hadn't expected Han Yao to be so skilled. His originally frightened expression instantly relaxed. As if he had someone to back him up, he glanced disdainfully at the intruder sprawled on the ground. Then he stood up, leaning on his crutches, and walked over to the man, mocking him with his head down, "Are all of Xiao Wenhao's men so cowardly?"
The man was sweating coldly from the pain all over his body. He watched Xiao Wen Ning limping past him, and suddenly jumped up and grabbed his neck. Xiao Wen Ning was startled and hurriedly called out to Han Yao.
Han Yao had never seen such a cocky person. A crippled man with incomplete limbs dared to approach the enemy. Just as Han Yao was about to rush forward to grab him, he saw that the other party had a piece of broken glass in his hand and pointed it at Xiao Wen Ning's neck. He said to Han Yao in a hoarse voice, "Get out of the way."
Han Yao stopped and did not act rashly. The man dragged Xiao Wen Ning to the railing, pushed Xiao Wen Ning back without looking back, and jumped down from the second floor decisively.
The broken window caused glass fragments all over the floor. Han Yao had no time to care about the man's escape. He rushed forward and wanted to catch Xiao Wen Ning quickly, but Young Master Xiao's legs were too clumsy. If no one touched him, he would fall on his back, not to mention being pushed away. He instantly fell down as if he had no bones and could not support himself for a second. Han Yao hurried over and finally grabbed his collar, but Young Master Xiao still could not escape the disaster and sat down on the ground full of broken glass.
"Ah!!!!!" Young Master Xiao screamed in pain, unable to speak. Han Yao looked at the loose collar of his pajamas in his hand and calmly picked him up. Then he asked, "To the hospital?"
Xiao Wen Ning's nose and eyes wrinkled in pain, but he was still concerned about his face: "No, no, no, no, I can't. My butt is injured. I absolutely cannot go to the hospital."
"It's okay if it's just a leg injury, but it's embarrassing enough to tell everyone about a butt injury! Carry me to the bed first. I think I've pierced a few pieces of glass."
Han Yao put him on the bed and asked him to lie down. Xiao Wen Ning turned his head and looked at the bloodstain on his pajamas. He gritted his teeth and said, "I see that your medicine box is quite well-equipped. Get it out for me."
Han Yao asked him, "Do you trust me?"
Xiao Wen Ning had an expression as if he was entrusting his life to someone else: "We are battlefield teammates who have risked our lives for each other."
Seeing that he was still in the mood to joke at this time, Han Yao said nothing more, turned around and went downstairs to bring up his medicine box.
Just as he walked to the bed and sat down, he saw Master Xiao move his hands and quickly pull his pants down to his buttocks. Then he raised his buttocks with two pieces of broken glass a few times and said with a tragic and heroic voice, "Come on."
Han Yao's mouth twitched as he disinfected the tweezers. He placed his hand on Xiao Wen Ning's plump buttocks to prevent him from moving around in pain. Although he was originally focused, the slightly cool and soft touch under his palm made his eyes move to the side unnaturally, and he moved back after a few seconds.
Xiao Wen Ning groaned in pain until he felt the coldness of the tweezers. Then he cried out in fear: "Gentle... Gentle..."
"It hurts... Han Yao, please be gentle, it hurts..."
"Ah...Han Yao...I'm scared, please be gentle..."
Han Yao's veins bulged at his yelling. He tightened his grip on Xiao Wen Ning's buttocks, and his voice lost its usual calmness and composure: "I haven't done anything yet, why are you yelling?"
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