I became beautiful by eating melons

"Ye Rou, long time no see."

Zhao Wan was held down by the police who rushed over, her face rubbed in the coarse mud, and her voice became sharper and harsher like boiling water.

"Ye Rou, I will kill you sooner or later. It's all your fault. It's all your fault!"

Jiang Weiguo knew Zhao Wan. After failing in her attempt to kill Ye Rou in Dahe Village, she fled and disappeared since then. He didn't expect that this woman would come to Jingshi.

He waved his hand and said in a cold voice: "Take her away."

The police grabbed Zhao Wan and forced her out.

"Wait a moment." Ye Rou called them.

Jiang Weiguo didn't understand what was going on, but he listened to Ye Rou and asked the two policemen to stop.

Ye Rou walked up to Zhao Wan and looked at her with resentful eyes.

Zhao Wan sneered: "Ye Rou, you..."

"Snapped!"

A slap came down violently.

Ye Rou's hands were covered in blood, and she slapped them hard on Zhao Wan's face, leaving a bloody palm print.

Zhao Wan's face tilted when she was hit, and she actually chuckled.

"That's right, Ye Rou, you should hate me and remember me." Her eyes were dark and she stared at Ye Rou with paranoia, "I will come back and I will not die."

Zhao Wan looked crazy. She wasn't dead yet, but she already looked like a ghost.

Jiang Weiguo, who was standing next to him, was so shocked that he gasped, but Ye Rou remained calm.

Ye Rou is afraid of ghosts but not people.

She knew what Zhao Wan relied on.

It's nothing more than being reborn once, and I thought there would be a second time.

Seeing that she had no regrets even when she was about to die, Ye Rou took a step forward and said softly under Zhao Wan's disgusted gaze, "You are disappointed that you are not omnipotent after your rebirth, aren't you?"

Her voice was very soft, and when it fell into Zhao Wan's ears, the words were like nails hitting her brain.

The smile on Zhao Wan's face disappeared completely.

"You!" Zhao Wan looked at Ye Rou in disbelief, "How did you know..."

Ye Rou didn't intend to clear her confusion, "Zhao Wan, there won't be a next time. Death means real death."

She took a step back and tilted her head to look at Jiang Weiguo, "I have finished what I want to say, let her go."

"No! Ye Rou, tell me clearly, what do you know? Are you the one behind all this?" Zhao Wan struggled desperately, no longer having the confidence she had just now. "Why won't there be a next time? Why?!"

As she was pushed into the secret passage, her angry roars could still be heard.

Jiang Weiguo was confused and wanted to ask Ye Rou, but she returned to Jiang Chen, retracted her thorns, and just stared at Jiang Chen's wound, without the indifference and sharpness just now.

In an instant, it seemed like winter in the north had turned into spring in the south.

Jiang Weiguo knew it was not a good time to ask further questions, so he stopped talking in time and did not ask any further questions.

"Ye Rou, please take Jiang Chen to the hospital first. I'll be watching over him here so nothing will happen."

He waved at Cheng Gang, "Send them to the hospital."

Cheng Gang nodded in agreement.

The police stayed here to clean up the mess.

Ye Rou and Jiang Chen left first.

Before going down the secret passage, Ye Rou paused, feeling that there was something she had overlooked.

She looked back at the courtyard. Police were coming in and out, and both exits were blocked. There was no way the traffickers could escape under the police's noses.

"What's wrong?" Jiang Chen, who was waiting downstairs, asked her.

Ye Rou shook her head and went down the ladder.

Halfway down, Jiang Chen carried her down with one hand.

Ye Rou jumped in surprise and hugged his neck, "Your injury."

"It's okay." Jiang Chen said casually.

After getting in the car, Ye Rou nervously checked Jiang Chen's wound, fearing that he would pull the wound with force.

She has the ability to heal herself, but Jiang Chen doesn't.

The wound that went across the entire arm was horrific, with blood and flesh flying everywhere.

The hand that was holding Jiang Chen's arm was trembling slightly, and her fingertips were pale because she was trying hard to suppress her fear.

Jiang Chen sat lazily, his eyes lowered as he stared at Ye Rou, the smile on his lips never fading.

Ye Rou raised her eyes and asked him in a trembling voice, "Does it hurt?"

Jiang Chen wanted to say that it didn't hurt, but changed his mind when the words came to his lips.

"pain."

He said this carelessly, without any real emotion.

Ye Rou had no doubts. If she hadn't been in the car, she would have been extremely anxious.

"How can it not hurt?"

Jiang Chen chuckled and raised his arm to cross Ye Rou's eyes, "One kiss and it won't hurt."

"It's already this time and you're still joking." Ye Rou glared at him in dissatisfaction.

Her gaze fell on Jiang Chen's face. Due to excessive blood loss, his face was pale and his lips were dull and white.

Although she was still smiling, she didn't look carefree, which made people feel distressed.

Ye Rou's heart trembled slightly.

Seeing Ye Rou silent, Jiang Chen thought she was really angry, "Forget it, I won't kiss you..."

He didn't finish his words because Ye Rou lowered her head and gave him a kiss as he wished.

She didn't kiss his wound, but the back of his hand.

It was a light kiss, like a dragonfly touching the water and then leaving quickly.

The ripples stirred up spread out in circles and lasted for a long time.

There was actually no feeling left at the place that was kissed, but Jiang Chen always felt that there was a very fragile butterfly with trembling wings resting there.

From the right shoulder to the fingertips, everything was sealed by this kiss.

After the kiss, Ye Rou lowered her eyes and her cheeks felt slightly hot.

She was about to say something when suddenly a big hand pressed against her lips.

Ye Rou was bewildered and looked at the owner of the big hand, "What are you doing?"

Jiang Chen will never learn to stop in his life, and pushing for more is his motto in life.

He raised his uninjured left hand and said confidently, "Kiss this side, too."

The hand kiss usually occurs between a knight and a princess.

The 1.9-meter-tall wheat-colored princess proudly wanted to kiss the knight, but the fair and slender knight was not going to cooperate.

"..." Ye Rou slapped his hand away and sat up straight with an expressionless face.

Cheng Gang, who was driving in front, couldn't help but laugh.

Ye Rou, who was thin-skinned, lowered her head.

Thick-skinned Jiang Chen raised his head and raised his eyebrows proudly at the rearview mirror.

-

Jiang Chen's wound was stitched with five stitches and wrapped with layers of gauze.

While the stitches were being sewn, Jiang Chen sat on the chair without changing his expression, even a little absent-minded.

Ye Rou, who was standing next to him, was trembling.

The black thread pierced through the skin and flesh, like sewing two pieces of torn cloth, and there was blood everywhere, with a strong smell of blood.

Even though I am a doctor, I suddenly feel dizzy at this moment.

She covered Jiang Chen's eyes with trembling hands and whispered, "It won't hurt if you don't look."

Jiang Chen actually had no sense of pain.

Maybe it was because he often hurt himself in a mental hospital in his previous life, so his threshold for pain has been raised invisibly.

The eyes were blindfolded and the world fell into darkness.

Although vision is deprived, other senses are unusually clear.

Ye Rou stood next to him, holding his head with her hands to cover his eyes.

A soft and fragrant body, slightly trembling cold fingers...

Everything about Ye Rou was infinitely magnified in his senses.

All his feelings were telling Jiang Chen one fact: Ye Rou was worried about him.

The curve of Jiang Chen's uncovered mouth corners grew wider and wider.

The feeling of being worried and cared about by others when he was injured was really good, so good that it made him addicted and his heart beat wildly.

The blood in his body was rushing and boiling, and his face, which was pale due to blood loss, turned red due to excitement.

Ye Rou didn't understand Jiang Chen's complicated thoughts, she only looked at the surface.

Jiang Chen's face suddenly turned red. In her opinion, there was only one possibility.

"Doctor, he has a fever!"

There was another round of chaos. Jiang Chen, who seemed to have a fever but whose actual temperature was normal, happily received a bottle of anti-inflammatory drip.

-

I got home very late after all the hard work and everyone in the family had gone to bed.

Ye Rou helped Jiang Chen into the house but was stopped by the mute woman.

She handed Ye Rou a letter.

Ye Rou was confused, "Who sent me this letter?"

The mute woman gestured: This is the letter your senior brother gave you.

Ye Rou understood it, and Jiang Chen also understood it.

His deep gaze fell on the envelope, as if he had seen through the envelope and saw the contents inside the letter.

Ye Rou didn't understand why Liu Hua wrote to her, so she accepted the letter.

But she was not in the mood to read it now, so she took the letter and took Jiang Chen back.

After entering the room, she helped Jiang Chen sit down on the sofa and casually placed the envelope on the coffee table.

Jiang Chen's arms and clothes were stained with blood. Ye Rou said, "Wait here. I'll go get some clothes."

After she finished speaking, she ran upstairs with her long hair flying in the air.

Jiang Chen watched her figure disappear upstairs, then lowered his eyes to look at the envelope.

There was only one thing he was hiding from Ye Rou.

Liu Hua has a crush on Ye Rou and probably can't bear to see him deceiving Ye Rou.

He sealed Ye Rou's meridians without telling her, thus cutting off the possibility of her getting pregnant.

If Ye Rou knew about this, she would definitely be angry.

Jiang Chen might find it unacceptable whenever he thought about this.

Destroy this letter and make Liu Hua shut up. Ye Rou will never know about this and will not be angry with him.

He reached for the envelope with his injured hand wrapped in layers of gauze.

The beige envelope was infinitely enlarged in his sight.