Kuai Chuan Ancestor: Paranoid villain is addicted to pets

Chapter 165 Lovely Transfer Student vs. Miserable Teenager 11
But he couldn't get in because the security guard stopped him.

"Where is the beggar, get out!"

Seeing his distressed appearance, the security guard gave him a contemptuous push.

Yu Junan staggered and fell to the ground.

An Qing was reviewing her homework in the study, while Xiao Bai lay down on the fruit plate and gnawed on an apple.

Suddenly, it erected its chubby body, staring with panic in its dark round eyes, "Boss, Lord God has encountered bad luck again!"

"Location." An Qing looked away from the book, raised her eyelids, and said calmly.

Xiaobai sent her the location, and she frowned slightly, "Why are you at the gate of my community?"

"Master Lord God is here to look for you, and I miss you."

An Qing squinted at it, touched its chubby buttocks, got up, and went out the door with an umbrella.

Xiao Bai stared at his back, pouted his lips, thinking, can it sue her for sexual harassment?

It was raining heavily outside, and the wind was not too weak. An Qing walked with an umbrella against the wind, her shoes and trousers were soon wet.

But she didn't care about these, and walked quickly to the gate of the community.

As soon as he arrived at the gate of the community, he saw the security guards in the community pushing Yu Junan to the ground ferociously. He was like a walking dead without thinking, resisting without any understanding, and fell down as soon as he was pushed.

His whole body was drenched by the rain, and he looked in a panic.

"what are you doing?"

Holding an umbrella, An Qing quickly ran a few steps to block Yu Junan, glaring at the security guard angrily.

"Miss An, is he your friend? I don't know, he, what he looks like..."

The security guard touched his nose and explained awkwardly.

An Qing didn't blame him anymore, she helped Yu Junan and led him into the community.

She held an umbrella to cover the heads of the two of them, and accidentally saw the blood-stained gauze on his wrist soaked by rain, and asked with a frown, "Are you injured?"

Yu Junan looked at her concerned eyes, and the cold and numb eyes gradually warmed up.

He nodded slightly, "Yeah."

"How did you hurt? Is it serious?"

"Not too serious." Yu Junan didn't say that he did it himself, for fear of scaring her.

"Go to the clinic to have a look." An Qing saw his shocking bloodstains, not too convinced.

"No need, it's not deep, you can help me bandage it again later." Yu Junan shook his head and refused.

He doesn't really want to see anyone other than her right now.

An Qing stopped forcing him, took him home, took out the medicine box and bandaged him.

She tore off layers of bloody gauze, and saw a somewhat hideous wound soaked in rain.

"It's not serious!?" An Qing glared at him angrily.

Yu Junan was wearing a big bath towel, his pale face softened a little, "No need for stitches."

As soon as he entered the room, An Qing took a big bath towel and wrapped him tightly.

An Qing snorted softly and did not speak, took out an alcohol swab to disinfect him. Indeed, although his wound was not shallow, it was not enough to require stitches.

"It will hurt, bear with it." As she spoke, she pressed the alcohol cotton pad on his wound, but she didn't hear him humming in pain.

She looked up at him, his pale face was expressionless, and the crow-feather-like eyelashes drooped and cast heavy shadows.

An Qing's heart suddenly pulled hard.

I've heard people say that people who don't feel pain in the body have more pain in their mind than their body, so... what happened to him?

But if he didn't tell her, she wouldn't ask, and exposing his scars would only make him more painful.

After disinfecting and applying ointment to bind it up, An Qing took plastic wrap and wrapped it tightly around him, and then asked him to take a bath.

Yu Junan got up and walked towards the bathroom, but just as he reached the door of the bathroom, he fell to the ground with a "bang".

"Yu Jun'an!" An Qing was packing the medicine box, when she heard the voice raised her head, she rushed to him with a cry of surprise, and helped him sit on the sofa.

How could you faint?

"It's so hot!" She put her hand on his forehead in doubt, and said in surprise.

"Why didn't you say it?" She muttered reproachfully, and found antipyretic powder and fed it into his mouth.

After feeding, he took off his wet clothes, found his father's shirt, and changed his pants.

In the process of changing, she found that although the boy looked thin, his body was very strong and strong. It seemed that frequent fights were not without benefits.

"Wow! Lord God's body is really beautiful."

Xiaobai stared at Yu Junan's body, his round black eyes shining brightly.

"Go aside." An Qing covered his eyes and pushed them aside.

He put Yu Junan on the bed, and covered his hot forehead with a wet towel.

She changed the towel for him a few times, and seeing his frowning finally relaxed, she breathed a sigh of relief, covered him with the quilt, and let him fall into a deep sleep.

She sat on the carpet in front of the sofa and watched an American drama. She cut a plate of fruit, poured coconut milk into it, and ate it with a small spoon.

Suddenly, Yu Junan's choked voice came from his ear, "Mom, mom! Don't go, mom! Woooooo..."

An Qing walked to the bed and watched the boy's long eyelashes trembling and soaked in tears, which flowed down the end of his eyes.

With pity in her eyes, she took out a tissue and pressed it to his face.

It turned out that his mother had left, no wonder he was so sad.

She wanted to withdraw her hand after wiping away his tears, but he held her.

An Qing tried a few times and gave up before pulling it out, for fear of waking him up.

She sat dryly for a while, yawned, and her big moist eyes were covered with mist.

She was also a little sleepy, so she lay down on the bed and fell asleep.

It was already three o'clock in the morning when Yu Junan woke up, he stared at the dark room for a while before realizing that he was not at home now, but at An Qing's house.

Although the fever subsided, his body was still weak, his mouth was dry, and his stomach was rumbling with hunger. He hadn't drank a drop of water or eaten anything since yesterday.

He struggled to get up, and wanted to raise his hand to turn on the light, but found a soft and slender hand in his palm.

He was startled, and looked down, only to realize that he was holding An Qing's hand the whole time.

His ears felt hot for a moment.

He raised his eyelids and looked at the petite figure of the sleeping girl next to the bed, his cold eyes slowly becoming warm.

He took off the handkerchief on his forehead and put it on the side of the table, thinking, has she been taking care of him and guarding him?

Yu Junan was moved in his heart, warm heat gushed out from his heart and spread to all limbs.

Ever since he was a child, no one has ever treated him so well, never.

His nose was a little sour, and although he tried his best to restrain himself, the corners of his eyes were still stained with a thick red.

He didn't want to wake her up, so he let go of his hand. She must be very tired after taking care of him for so long.

But as soon as he lifted the quilt and got out of bed, the girl woke up with a groan.

His movement of getting out of bed suddenly stopped, he turned his head, and saw the girl raised her head from the bed rubbing her sleepy eyes.

"You're awake, are you hungry?" An Qing yawned and asked.

(End of this chapter)