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Chapter 1071 How to talk nonsense

Before he could react, a soft little hand suddenly grabbed him and shouted, "Run!"

Tang Jiyang was pulled by Zhou Hanruo and ran towards the car. He ran to the lane and found that the Mercedes-Benz business car was gone.

"grass!"

Zhou Hanruo swears in anger, and looks back at Tang Jiyang, but sees the Bengal tiger catching up and is pounced on them.

Tang Jiyang was injured with one hand, and pushed her away with the other hand, fighting with the tiger with bare hands.

The ferocious Bengal tiger threw him to the ground and kept roaring angry.

Zhou Hanruo fell on the side of the road but did not escape.

She struggled to get up from the ground, took off her backpack, and smashed it hard at the tiger's head.

The Bengal tiger howled by her, diverted its attention and raised its paws to pounce on her.

Zhou Hanruo turned around and ran away, but failed to take out the tiger to catch it. She was captured by the sharp tiger on her back.

Because it was summer, she only wore a chiffon shirt, and the thin fabric was scratched, leaving a few bloody scratches.

"Uh~" Zhou Hanruo groaned, his beautiful eyebrows frowned, and his face pale in an instant.

When Tang Jiyang saw her injured, his eyes turned red and seemed to be completely angry.

He looked even more ferocious than a tiger, fighting with a tiger with bare hands.

The tigers in the zoo are not as wild and fighting as the wild ones. They probably were afraid of being beaten by Tang Jiyang and ran away with a wail.

Tang Jiyang half-carried the boat, and the two ran towards the two of them leaning against an artificial rockery, both looking very embarrassed.

Zhou Hanruo's face was pale, and the wound on his back was so painful that he kept sweating coldly. He couldn't change his poor mouthing habit. He smiled and said to Tang Jiyang: "Are you surprised?"

I didn't expect that I would come to save you.

Fortunately, the skeleton structure of the tiger's jaw is similar to that of a human. If I hadn't removed his chin just now, we would have been treated as a good meal by it."

It turned out that she took off the Bengal tiger's chin. No wonder the tiger suddenly let go even if he was biting his arm.

Moreover, when he just threw him under him, the tiger did not bite off his neck in time, and it turned out that he was unable to do so.

The little girl is brave enough to dare to remove the tiger's chin with bare hands.

Tang Jiyang leaned against the rockery with his back, his sword eyebrows frowned, and his breath was a little rapid.

"Don't the wound hurt?

There are so many words left."

"It hurts!"

Zhou Hanruo tried to turn his head to look at the wound on his back, but with a slight movement, it touched the wound on his back, trembling with pain.

She didn't dare to move anymore and glared at Tang Jiyang fiercely.

"The wound is so deep, it will definitely be scarred.

You have to be responsible!”

After hearing this, Tang Jiyang pursed his thin lips tightly into a line, and his ink-colored eyes looked at her silently.

Zhou Hanruo suddenly realized something, tilted his head to look at him, his clear eyes shining with a sly smile, "What are you thinking! Medical expenses, nutrition expenses, and mental loss expenses are all yours, don't think about silly."

Tang Jiyang held his deep eyes slightly, making people unable to see the emotions.

After a brief silence, he responded lightly, "Okay."

Zhou Hanruo blinked his long and thick eyelashes and laughed, "Just pay, I won't let you agree with me."

Tang Jiyang, Mr. Tang, where did you get the confidence?

I thought women all over the world should chase you and love you to death.

Has no one ever told you that being too confident means being shameless!”

When Tang Jiyang heard this, he frowned and looked at her with a slightly dark face.

Although Zhou Hanruo's face was pale, he still looked cynical.

In such a situation, she was a little girl who didn't cry and could even laugh.

What a natural optimist.

"Look, your face is so bad, it's really not admirable.

Tang Jiyang, why do you think those famous nobles are flocking to you?

Is it because you have a good-looking face?

If your surname is not Tang, I promise that none of them would marry you.”

After she finished speaking, she glanced at Tang Jiyang's handsome face with deep and three-dimensional facial features, and added with interest, "At most, because you are good-looking, I just want to grab you."

After she finished speaking, she thought Tang Jiyang would lose his temper.

However, the expression on his handsome face was still very calm, with dark and deep eyes quietly condensing her, and then he said, "Where are you?

Do you want to fuck me?"

Zhou Hanruo stared at him blankly. The next moment, he reached out to stroke his forehead with worry, and muttered: "I don't have a fever, why are you talking nonsense?"

Tang Jiyang reached out and pulled her hand off her forehead, and his face became extremely solemn.

He grabbed her wrist and pulled her into his arms, hugged her, and looked at the wound on her back.

Sure enough, the wound on her back was already red and swollen, and it was bleeding.

"Why do you hug me? Let go.

Is it that I want to fuck you or do you want to fuck me?"

She was thrusting in his arms, still without any hesitation.

"Don't move around."

Tang Jiyang growled, pressed her hard in his arms, his head against her ears, and his eyebrows became darker.

"Zhou Hanruo, you're having a fever."

He said with a hoarse voice.

“Is that true?

No wonder, I feel dizzy.”

Zhou Hanruo covered his head and said.

Then, they fell into a brief silence between them, and then, Zhou Hanruo slowly opened his backpack and took out disinfectant iodine and white gauze from it.

Zhou Hanruo thought she was going to climb a mountain today, and she was a doctor's habit, so she brought some things to deal with trauma urgently.

She endured the pain and treated Tang Jiyang's arm bitten by a tiger.

Every time Zhou Hanruo moves, she will touch the wound behind her. Her hand holding the cotton swab is trembling slightly.

When Tang Jiyang looked at her, his eyebrows became deeper and deeper, and he suddenly asked, "Why?"

Zhou Hanruo raised his head and looked at him blankly. After a while, he realized that he probably asked her why she was asking for trouble.

"What about you?

Why save Cheng Ming and Zhou Hanbing?

You probably don't know each other well."

She didn't answer the questions.

Tang Jiyang raised his eyebrows slightly and smiled self-deprecatingly.

At that time, he was a soldier and she was a doctor, both of whom were nosy professions.

He could not see anyone in danger before him, and she could not see anyone injuring him.

After Zhou Hanruo treated his wound, he leaned weakly on the rockery. He closed his eyes tiredly, and his body seemed to tremble even harder.

"Why is it suddenly so cold?"

She whispered.

Tang Jiyang reached out to touch her forehead. Because the wound was infected, her forehead was already hot.

He took off his shirt and wrapped it around Zhou Hanruo.

However, she still trembled violently, her eyes closed, and her consciousness seemed to be less clear.

Tang Jiyang hugged her tightly in his arms almost without thinking and kept calling her name.

At first she frowned and complained that he was quarreling, but later she simply stopped talking.

That was the first time Tang Jiyang felt that he was powerless. He could not do anything and could only wait for someone to save him.
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