The Growth of the Giant Villain [Transmigration Book]

The electric car suddenly drove at the speed of a sports car, racing all the way.

Ji Ran usually drives steadily, never speeding up if she can, and never chasing a yellow light if she can wait for the next red light. Dianyi occasionally teases her that this is her grandfather's way of driving, and she will be disgusted by other drivers.

Ji Ran would just give her a blank look without explaining too much.

So Dianyi naturally felt that Ji Ran's driving skills were not very good, and consciously acted as the driver, but now it seems that Ji Ran's driving skills are not much worse than hers, or even worse.

Tsk.He is also a ruthless person.

Dianyi stared blankly at the woman's side face, his thoughts drifted away, a little in a trance.

Such allusion fell into Ji Ran's eyes, that is, her complexion was a little paler than before, she unbuttoned the safety buckle, squinted her eyes slightly and walked over.

Dianyi glanced out of the window from the corner of her eye, not in the direction of Jiran's apartment.

The atmosphere was slightly condensed, and Dianyi subconsciously stepped back.

Ji Ran said coldly, "I'll throw you out of the car again."

"Okay, it's suffocating here." Dianyi nodded, stood up straight with the palms of her hands on the chair, kicked her legs wildly but knocked off her high heels, "I want to go outside to get some wind."

Ji Ran raised his hand to press her shoulder, not letting her move, "Don't go out."

Dianyi bent down, trying to get out of the passenger seat directly.

Ji Ran hurriedly bent his knees, pressed the woman's fluttering calf, lifted her up, and locked her on the passenger seat again, with a cool voice, "Don't move."

Dianyi snorted, "It's not playing with 123 wooden figures, why can't you move, I'll do whatever."

"I still want to go, this car is too stuffy." Her knees were imprisoned, and Dianyi simply tried to break the safety buckle that was firmly held by Ji Ran. After breaking it for a while, it still didn't help, so she simply threw away the safety buckle , looked sideways out of the window, with a tense face, "Ms. Ji Daran, have you eaten canned spinach? Why are you so energetic all of a sudden?"

"We won't be cosplaying Popeye anymore, baby, let go, I'm going out." Dianyi raised her hand to gently pat Ji Ran's hair like coaxing a child.

"Oh, by the way, don't you think I was super A when I jumped on the table just now, please praise me." Dianyi said with a smile, with her hands behind her back, she quietly reached for the doorknob.

Ji Ran cast down his eyes, turned sideways, and pulled out the car key.

The door couldn't be opened at all.

"..."

This is a foul you know! !How could it be so simple and rude.

Dianyi stopped moving, folded her arms and stared at the woman in front of her, threatening, "Let me out, or I'll get angry."

It's more like acting like a baby than a threat.

Ji Ran ignored it directly, leaned over slightly, raised his hand, pinched the skirt chain button on Ji Ran's waist with his fingertips, and pulled it off.

There is a shocking red mark winding down the shoulder, the shoulder is especially red, the tissue fluid is full, and blisters appear.

Ji Ran pressed his fingertips against the edge of the red mark lightly.

"Claws are cold, ancestor, don't touch me!" Dianyi was stunned for a while, then hissed exaggeratedly after he realized it, slapped Jiran's hand away, shrank back to his seat and covered his chest, with a terrified expression, "Ji Daran, what are you doing? Passers-by saw us and thought we were doing something shameful."

Dianyi tried to button the zipper of her skirt with one hand, but Ji Ran grabbed her wrist to stop her.

"What are you hiding? I don't know if I hide it?"

Dianyi's eyelashes trembled heavily.

It was still found.

"Don't touch it, the blisters will burst."

The shoulders were involuntarily broken, and the body turned back.

Dianyi's cheek was patted against the back of the passenger seat, and she couldn't see the expression of the person behind her, but her voice seemed to be extremely angry, and she felt a little frustrated and annoyed.

"Hands are dirty."

Knowing that she couldn't hide it, Dianyi closed her eyes and said lightly, "It's nothing serious."

"..."

Nothing to blame.

Will there be blisters if it is not hot?

Is this a little bit?

The red mark has been running down the shoulder to the butterfly bone, and there are small blisters in the big and small blisters.

It won't take long for the small blisters to develop into large blisters, filling the entire red scar, and if it is not handled well, the entire patch will leave a scar.

Ji Ran's black eyes were dark, concentrating on some complicated thoughts, he took out the hot paste from the satchel, covered it gently with his fingertips, and twirled it.

"Isn't it hot?" Ji Ran's smile was cold, a little hoarse, and low, "I think you don't want to wear tube top dresses anymore, but also want to be a model, you can just dream about it."

"Hey, how could it be that exaggerated?" Dianyi struggled to turn around, but was sat still by his shoulders again, so he could only mutter softly, "I just got burned."

Ji Ran pursed her lips, with a serious expression: "Wouldn't you say something if you knew you were being burned?"

Of course not.

Dianyi answered silently.

Wanting to get out of the car, speaking in a loud and exaggerated voice deliberately, all because Ji Ran didn't want to find out that she was burned, let alone make her worry about herself.

But it was still seen through.

Dianyi's eyes narrowed, her cheeks bulged, and she secretly felt that her acting skills were not good enough.

The place on the shoulder where the soup was splashed was burning hot, and itching came up when it came into contact with the slightly cool air.

He obviously didn't want to make people worry, but it felt so good to be cared about, and the corners of Dianyi's lips rose, drawing a small arc.

The person who cared about her was still Ji Ran.

This feeling is better.

Dianyi blinked, her breathing slowed down involuntarily, as if time would also slow down this way.

Then the time of being cared for has also become longer in disguise.

After waiting for a while, but unable to wait for Dianyi's response, Ji Ran paused, his voice slowed down, and there was a taste of hating iron but not steel, "I have something to say, you know?"

"Hey." Ji Ran's words brought the meaning back to reality, and he was vague about what should be, and intentionally or unintentionally diverted from the conversation, "Ji Ranran, you made a big fuss, and these things will disappear tomorrow. After you make such a fuss, I also get nervous."

Ji Ran didn't stop moving his hands, and responded lightly.

The space in the car is narrow, and you can faintly feel the body temperature of the person behind you. Dianyi struggled a bit, then raised her head, "I'll just do it myself."

"Lie down, don't move." His head was pressed on the seat again.

"Ji Ranran, it's really unnecessary, I'm fine."

Ji Ran ignored her, pulled down her skirt, and continued to put on the burn ointment.

"Ouch." Dianyi said with a dry mouth, his teeth inadvertently grazed the tip of his tongue, which was scalded by the porridge, and his small face wrinkled, "Maybe I've had conflicts with the God of Burning these days, and I'll be free in a few days." Find the witch for fortune-telling."

"Young poor, don't move around." The shoulders were the most red, and the deep red epilepsy marks spread out, and Dianyi's body trembled after the ointment was applied.

"Wow, wow, Ji Daran, please be gentle." Dianyi was so painful that tears rolled around her eyes, she raised her head desperately, her eyes widened, "I don't cry, I can't cry, anyone who gets burned will cry...it hurts! "

Dianyi fixed her head up and stared at the roof of the car, trying to hold back her tears.

Ji Ran was amused by Dianyi's exaggerated expression, "Cry when it hurts, what's the point of holding back."

"Damn! Of course I have to hold back. Only children cry. I'm a mature adult." Dianyi sniffed, raised his hand and rubbed his eyes, trying to get rid of the water, "I, Dian, never cry. .”

"Fool," Ji Ran said lightly, "Don't block it next time, it will be more than once anyway."

I've been here for so many years, and it's not so bad.

No matter how well Dianfu's loving father is set up in the camera, he is as cold as he is outside the camera.

Dian Fu would take out his anger on her if he felt the slightest bit of trouble. At the least, he would not eat, and at the worst, he would be locked in the woodshed, and he would only let her out when the two of them needed to be in the same frame.

This situation is still the exposure of his identity. After Dianyi returned to Dian's house, Dian's father was worried that Dianyi would leak his words if he was not strict, so he restrained himself.

Speaking of which, she still has to thank Dianyi for appearing.

Ji Ran narrowed his eyes, trying to smash the past memory fragments.

Dianyi was silent for a few seconds, then turned her head and said lightly, "No, if there is a next time, if I see it, I will still block it."

Ji Ran was startled, looking straight at Dian Yi's reflection by the window.

The eyelashes that looked like new swallowtail feathers were upturned, and the almond eyes were bright and clear. Different from the usual jokes, the tone of voice was calm and indifferent, like some kind of promise.

"Don't scold me first, I'm neither impulsive nor stupid, I know what I'm doing," Dianyi quickly glanced at Ji Ran, and defended himself in a low voice, "I'm measured."

"Look, the engagement with the Xiao family is still there, and I'm still a pawn that can be used. He won't do anything to me, he will only hate me, but to you..." Dianyi pondered for a long time before saying, "Of course , you saw it too."

"I'm still too weak now, I can't directly confront our father, I can only use this form."

"But it's good like this. After this meal is over, I won't see this person for half a month," Dianyi sighed, "I hate this kind of family gathering the most. I think Yan Xiaoyu will meet again next time." Also..."

"If possible, I think about your other side, only I know." Dianyi turned her head and put her index finger on Jiran's lips, "Don't speak, just let me hypnotize myself once, and you pretend to agree to me."

"A Ji Ranran that only I know." The corners of Dianyi's lips were slightly curved, and his smile was soft.

Ji Ranran with a vicious tongue and arrogant.

A Ji Ranran with many secrets.

This Ji Ranran is only known to her.

It's just that the idea popped up in my mind, and I feel very happy.

"As long as I'm here, Ms. Ji Daran, you can hide your other side at ease," Dianyi wrung her fingers, and said seriously, "then someone has to sing bad faces and others sing good faces, and you didn't listen to him breath?"

"Our father is a manic patient. If you follow him to answer no, and if you don't follow him, you can't answer. Didn't you see just now that if he doesn't hate me, he will start to hate you. In case you can't hold back and expose yourself But what should I do?" Dian Yi plausibly said.

Ji Ran's lips moved, but he couldn't speak.

She looked into the quiet and indifferent eyes of the little woman, and all her words stuck in her throat.

After a while, Ji Ran pressed Dianyi's hand and said in a low voice, "Two different things, what are you blocking?"

"Didn't you help me block it too?" Dian Yi didn't want to return, "I still remember Yan Xiaoyu's cup of coffee."

"And don't feel guilty or anything, I've burned you before, not just once." Dianyi shook her head, lowered her eyes and bent her lips, "If you count it, I still owe you a lot."

"Stop pretending." After applying the ointment, Ji Ran carefully zipped up the zipper, and after making sure that he didn't touch the wound, he breathed out slowly, and said in a soft voice, "You are not her."

"She's not like that."

Dianyi's eyelashes trembled heavily, and he muttered, "I—"

"If it's her," Ji Ran leaned over and unbuckled Dianyi's seat belt, his eyes fell on the burn ointment, "Don't even talk about applying medicine for her, you can't even smell the ointment."

"How could you obediently be drugged by me?"

Dianyi was taken aback.

The smile on the corner of his lips gradually froze.

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