Marriage is long: Mr. Huo spoils his wife too much

The hall was full of people screaming and terrified. Huo Yan's already slightly drunk head was buzzing, and he couldn't think.

Yi Zhi's kung fu is good, even if the waiter is holding a knife, he quickly loses the wind. The man is quite clever, seeing that he can't fight, he doesn't like fighting, so he plans to escape in the chaos.

Huo Yan had sharp eyes, and just before he hid in the crowd, he kicked him hard.

Huo Yan used all his strength to kick the person so far away that he couldn't get up for a long time.

Yi's bodyguards immediately stepped forward to subdue him.

The Yi family began to appease the guests and stabilize the scene.

There was some color on Yi Zhi's face, he panted slightly and walked to Huo Yan's side, and said in a low voice: "Brother Yan, I'm sorry for shocking you, don't worry, the Yi family will definitely give you and Miss Lu an explanation for this matter .”

Huo Yan looked at the waiter who was still struggling with cold eyes, but did not pursue it immediately, but said: "Treat her wound first, and we can talk about this matter later."

"Okay." Yi Zhi glanced at the commotion crowd, frowned and said, "Brother Yan, let's go upstairs."

Huo Yan said "Mm" in a deep voice, and went upstairs with Lu Qiao in his arms.

Yi Zhi found out the medicine box and skillfully disinfected Lu Qiao's bleeding wound.

Throwing the blood-stained cotton swab into the trash can, Yi Zhi went into the room and took some more things, and put them on the table, he said: "Brother Yan, this wound needs to be stitched up, there is no anesthetic at home, it will hurt, you press it Hold her, don't let her struggle."

Lu Qiao is particularly afraid of pain, and usually hurts terribly when bumped or touched.

Thinking of this, Huo Yan couldn't help frowning, but still said: "I see."

Seeing Huo Yan reached out to hold Lu Qiao's arm, Yi Zhi began to sew up Lu Qiao's wound.

The knife pierced through Lu Qiao's hand, and the back and palm of the hand needed to be stitched up. Lu Qiao woke up from the pain in the middle, but when he saw the blood on his hand, he fainted again.

Before she fell into a coma, it seemed that someone's dry and warm hands were stroking her hair, as if to comfort her, the movements were gentle and familiar, which made her very attached to her.

Yi Zhi sewed it up for Lu Qiao, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and felt relieved, "Brother Yan, Miss Lu's wound has been treated, you can let go."

The palm that was attached to Lu Qiao's arm was covered with a thin layer of sweat. Huo Yan let go, and the breeze would make his palm feel cold. He unconsciously twirled his fingers, feeling the delicate and silky touch of Lu Qiao's skin Wipe from fingertips.

Huo Yan glanced at the time, tapped his watch twice with his index finger, then wrapped one hand around Lu Qiao's back, put his other hand into the crook of his leg, hugged Lu Qiao up hard, and walked towards the guest room of Yi's house go.

After setting up Lu Qiao, Huo Yan got up and wanted to leave.

Inadvertently caught sight of the hand wrapped in heavy gauze, Huo Yan stopped in his tracks again.

Staring at the gauze for a long time, the words Yi Zhi said while bandaging them kept circling in his mind, and the scene of Lu Qiao reaching out to block the knife for him appeared alternately, making people upset.

Yi Zhi said: "Brother Yan, this stab is so hard that Miss Lu may leave a scar on her hand, and I'm not sure if this knife has hurt the muscles and bones of her hand. When she wakes up, you'd better ask her to check it." examine."

It is said that hands are a woman's second face. Lu Qiao has a pair of beautiful hands, white and slender, perfect like a work of art.

When he fell in love with her, he found that she cared about his hands very much, and took care of them as much as her face.

What a girl who loves beauty, but now she has two scars on her hands that she cares about the most. It must be difficult for her to accept it.