After the male protagonist Qingmei awakens

Chapter 71

Lin Jiao had never seen such a scary scene. She panicked for a moment and sat on the ground blankly.

In the blink of an eye, the man took off his shirt halfway, and a strangled laughter burst out from his throat. The next second, he suddenly flew straight out, and standing behind was Zhou Yan with a gloomy face.

Zhou Yan's eyes scanned Lin Jiao's body. Although her clothes were intact, her whole body looked gray and gray, which still made him look at the man angrily.

"Damn it, who kicked me?" The man's clothes covered his head. He cursed while trying to poke his head out of the clothes.

Zhou Yan took a quick step and grabbed his collar to stop him. He punched him hard with his right hand, once or twice.

The only thing that echoed in the area was the man's shrill scream, knowing that the man could no longer climb. After getting up, Zhou Yan stopped and walked towards Lin Jiao who was standing aside.

He was angry and scared. He didn't know what would have happened if he hadn't come. He had to tell her the seriousness of the matter sternly.

"Do you know?"

...

Before he finished speaking, Zhou Yan's expression froze.

Lin Jiao's tears were like raindrops, with big tears streaking down her face. She sat on the ground and just looked at Zhou Yan, like an abandoned kitten.

"You still have the nerve to cry. Are you hurt?" Zhou Yan pursed his lips and took back what he had not finished.

She avoided looking for a moment before squatting down and standing in front of Lin Jiao and spoke out, her voice gentler than before. A lot.

"Fortunately, you're here. I'm scared to death." Lin Jiao whispered while sobbing, like a little kitten huddled in its owner's arms with only human support, hitting Zhou Yan's soft heart hard.

"So you can fight." Lin Jiao added nonsensically. Zhou Yan had always been a model of a good student. This was the first time she saw him beating someone violently.

"Is now the time to care about this?" Zhou Yan almost laughed angrily. At this time, she still said this.

"Can you get up?" Zhou Yan continued. Sitting here in the wilderness was not an option.

The tears on Lin Jiao's face were not dry yet. She nodded and stood up. Only then did Zhou Yan see blood marks on Lin Jiao's knees, pants and hands. "Doesn't it hurt?"

Zhou Yan 's face, which had improved somewhat, darkened again. He glanced at the motionless man, wondering if he should add a few more touches.

"It hurts, it hurts!" Perhaps because of her high mental stress, Lin Jiao did not feel the pain of the wound. Now that she saw it, she felt a dull pain in the wound, as if a small needle was pricking it.

Zhou Yan glanced around and found a house halfway up the mountain. It was noon now, and wisps of smoke were already coming out of the chimney.

"My document is missing." Lin Jiao suddenly remembered the document in her hand and looked around. It turned out that it had been left on the way here.

According to the address on it, this house halfway up the mountain should be the destination.

Lin Jiao took a few steps and her face twitched. It hurt! It hurts so much! Now she was wondering if she had stretched her muscles just now. How could she feel so sore?

"Can't you walk?" Zhou Yan didn't miss Lin Jiao's every move. He took a big step, picked up the document, and squatted in front of Lin Jiao.

When Lin Jiao saw this, she didn't show any pretense and climbed up obediently. After all, she was a wounded person now. The last time she was like this was when she was in school.