Quick Wear: Beautiful cannon fodder, she is always coveted by crazy critics

It was almost late at night when Jiang Zhiyue came back from the resort hotel. She was wearing a simple and refreshing white T-shirt and a mermaid dress folded in a paper bag in her hand.

The street lights in the community kept flickering, so she had to turn on the flashlight on her mobile phone for illumination. The buildings on the road she had to pass formed a wind channel, and there was a constant sound of wind.

"I have to talk to Doubao about renting a house some other day. This environment is too harsh."

The girl walked forward while mumbling, and when she was distracted she suddenly kicked something near her feet, causing it to move slightly.

Jiang Zhiyue's heart tightened. The only light source flickered in the dark corridor. Suddenly, a man's pale face came into her sight. She was so scared that she ran away.

"Miss Jiang."

A faint voice came out from the darkness. Jiang Zhiyue's fast legs suddenly stopped, and she looked back alertly, and found that the other party did not chase her.

That person's voice was too iconic, as cold as crisp snow water, revealing an indescribable sense of alienation.

She took out the stun gun she carried with her and took a few tentative steps back, "Qin, Qin Beizhou?"

Jiang Zhiyue moved the phone away, and the faint light from afar was scattered around him, so she could barely make out the man's appearance.

He sat against the wall, his face pale, his right hand covering his lower abdomen. Dark liquid leaked out from between his fingers, completely soaking his clothes.

No wonder I smelled a faint fishy smell just now.

She hurriedly ran to him, squatted down, and touched the man's injured part. Her fingers were instantly wrapped in warmth, and blood continued to seep out through the fabric of his shirt.

Jiang Zhiyue hurriedly took out her blow-dried long skirt, and without caring about the price, she folded it into a thin strip, went around the other person's back, and tightly bound the bleeding wound.

"Come on, I'll take you to the hospital."

She leaned over to help him, but Qin Beizhou grabbed her arm. Although he looked weak, his strength was so strong that she couldn't move. "You can't go to the hospital."

"How can we treat the wound if we don't go to the hospital?" The girl had never encountered such a situation before. Her fingertips were numb from anxiety, but she still tried to stay calm. "Or should I take you back to the Qin family?"

Qin Beizhou's expression became even colder. He used the weak light to see Jiang Zhiyue's slightly moving pupils and said calmly, "I can handle this injury myself."

Fearing that the other person would lose too much blood, she had no choice but to take him back to her house first.

I couldn't help complaining in my heart: How could he and Qin Yan be a family? One is so stubborn, and the other is so strong.

This injury was nothing to Qin Beizhou, but cold sweat broke out on his forehead physiologically, making his already pale skin look even more colorless. In addition, his expression was expressionless, and he looked so weak that he seemed about to faint.

With the slight sound of a switch being pressed, a room that was not spacious but decorated quite warmly came into view.

The two of them staggered and fell to the end of the bed. Jiang Zhiyue took out the spare medicine box and untied the long skirt tied around her waist. Only then could she see clearly that the shirt was almost stuck to the wound and even seeped through to the tucked-in trouser edge.

He couldn't help but frown.

She cut a piece of gauze first and asked Qin Beizhou to apply it himself. Seeing that he had no extra hands to spare, she unbuttoned his shirt and said, "I'm not trying to take advantage of you. I'm just helping you apply the medicine."

Qin Beizhou said nothing, his narrow rose-gray eyes staring at the person in front of him without blinking, and before he knew it, his shirt was taken off and thrown aside.

His permissive look made it seem as if she was some impatient bitch.

Jiang Zhiyue suppressed the strange and subtle feeling in her heart, and looked at the knife wound on the man's lower abdomen, her temple throbbing.

Fortunately, the bleeding stopped, so she simply used medicine to disinfect the wound.

After confirming that there was no need to go to the hospital for treatment, she wrapped it with gauze and tied a bow on the side of her waist.

The girl breathed a sigh of relief, only to find that she had unconsciously knelt on Qin Beizhou's legs while she was wrapping someone's waist.

The man's stern face was so close to her that she was so scared that she raised her hands and supported them on his naked chest, and her fingertips could feel the taut muscles.

Surprisingly resilient.

Especially the mermaid line that is embedded in the belt——

In stark contrast to her usual cold and lustful personality, Jiang Zhiyue suddenly got the idea of ​​the evil monk that the heroines in the comics love to seduce.

He looks like he has no desires, but there is a contrasting feeling of coldness and intrigue in his bones.

Noticing the girl's gaze wandering around his waist, Qin Beizhou asked, "What are you looking at, Miss Jiang?"

The person who was called quickly turned over.

Can't you just look at her abdominal muscles? This is what she deserves for saving lives and doing good deeds!!

Jiang Zhiyue glanced at the bloodstains on her palm. The bloodstains were all over her T-shirt, bed sheet, and floor. If she hadn't seen clearly, she would have thought it was a crime scene.

"Well, why don't you take off your suit pants?"

Qin Beizhou's usual cold face suddenly changed a little, and then he listened to the girl's explanation, "I have sweatpants, you can make do with them."

"You can't just throw these clothes away. You have to wash them first."

The man stared at her micro-expressions and felt that Jiang Zhiyue's reaction and handling method were calmer and more rigorous than expected. He said lightly, "Aren't you afraid?"

Most little girls would be so scared that they wouldn't know what to do after seeing such a bloody scene.

"I am afraid, but I am more afraid that you will die in my house."

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Jiang Zhiyue just caught a glimpse of four or five scars of varying sizes on Qin Beizhou's body, some of which had healed so well that they were almost invisible to the naked eye.

After being injured so many times, how could he just sit against the wall and wait?

"No matter why you're targeting me, be sure that I won't let you get hurt."

"I don't want to be involved in the affairs between you, Qin Yan, and the Qin family, so you leave tomorrow."

Qin Beizhou listened to the girl's straightforward words without answering, and found that she was not as naive as she seemed.

For a moment, it was hard to tell whether Jiang Zhiyue was speaking the truth or just pretending to be a pig to eat the tiger.

Things suddenly became interesting.

Considering the man's wound, she asked Qin Beizhou to sit at the dining table in the small living room first and put the blood-stained clothes into the washing machine.

Just as I put on the new bed sheets, I suddenly heard the other party ask, "Are you living together with Qin Yan?"

She choked on the air and coughed several times, then followed the other person's gaze and saw several pairs of men's shorts hanging on the balcony clothesline.

"That's hung here to prevent thieves. It's new."

Jiang Zhiyue was only concerned about Qin Beizhou's suit pants, and her ears flushed. "If you need anything, take it away and change it."

When she came back, there was one pair of shorts missing from the balcony, and the image that came to her mind was embarrassing.

"The patient is too old, and the sofa is too narrow. It will be bad if it presses on the wound, so you sleep on the bed tonight."

After saying that, Jiang Zhiyue lay down on the sofa holding a thin blanket. Seeing that Qin Beizhou was about to say something, she spoke first.

"Anyway, I'm only taking you in for one night, don't be embarrassed. Even though you're a man, special circumstances warrant special treatment."

She had jumped into the lake to save people and treated wounds all day, and she was exhausted.

I turned over to avoid the glaring light and fell into a drowsy sleep within a few minutes.

The chandelier was suddenly turned off, leaving only the soft glow of the night light on the bedside table.

Qin Beizhou sent the location to Pu Yu and his eyes fell on the girl's slender back. Her long curly seaweed-like hair was loosely tied behind her head with a purple hairband.

Like a little white fox curled up to sleep.

He lifted the thin blanket on his body, and the unique fragrance of a girl mixed into his nostrils. He got out of bed and picked up the person from the sofa.

It's lighter than I thought.

The man lowered his eyes to look at her gorgeous face, every part of which was exquisite and impeccable. He put his hands on her waist and rubbed her lightly with his fingertips.

Instead, he pressed hard on the soft flesh.

For no reason, I felt a sense of devastation in my heart.

He hated contact with the opposite sex, but he was not so disgusted by the person in his arms.

Jiang Zhiyue seemed to feel the force restraining her waist and twisted her body uncomfortably, resting her head on the man's chest, absorbing his warmth.

Feeling the subtle changes in front of him, Qin Beizhou's expression froze, and he stood by the bed for a long time holding the person in his arms.

The sweatpants, which were originally loose, suddenly became tight somewhere.

Especially abrupt.