The rich and powerful: the devil's chief entangles the cute wife

Chapter 823 I will take you out of here safely!

An angry man, an awkward man, Sheng Xia was about to get up, but was tied tightly in his arms by Leng Xiaojun, and said sharply: "I don't need you to see him, you are my wife..."

midsummer:"……"

The man's words were like a beast, Sheng Xia laughed so hard, but she didn't dare to push the man's chest, for fear of opening the man's wound again.

"Wen Chen habitually knows how to carry a backpack. There are everything in the bag. If there are medical tools, then, Leng Xiaojun, I will dare to help you get the bullets and apply the medicine. Maybe your wound will be better."

Sheng Xia answered truthfully, but now Leng Xiaojun could only hear the words "Civilian" before the woman's words, and Jun's face was completely darkened.

Wen Chen Wen Chen!

Rely on it...

The names shouted in Midsummer's discourse are all these two words!
"Stop calling his name..."

Such an ugly name is so embarrassing to choose, Leng Xiaojun's heart is full of dislike for civil servants, almost loathing him.

midsummer:"……"

Sheng Xia saw that although the man was injured, but his arm was very strong, the smile on the corner of his mouth faded, he suddenly moved closer to the man's neck, bit the man's neck, and murmured.

"Leng Xiaojun, can you stop being stingy like a child? Let go of me, I feel a little uncomfortable being strangled by you, let's take a look at what Wenchen brought in his backpack, okay?"

Leng Xiaojun: "..."

Shit!

Wenchen again!

"Not good... I don't..."

midsummer:"……"

They are all adults, and they still talk like a child. Sheng Xia was speechless, stretched out her little hand and carefully pushed the man's chest away, and said softly, "Then let me go first..."

"No, he's here. Are you about to fall into his arms? Sheng Xia, tell me, how much worse am I than him?"

midsummer:"……"

Is now the time to compare and struggle with this?

Wen Chen's shouts were getting closer, Sheng Xia's lips lit up, and when he was about to answer Leng Xiaojun's question, Wen Chen had already rushed over.

"Ninny, are you okay..."

Sheng Xia staggered in fright, hurriedly pushed Leng Xiaojun away, stood up in a panic, and greeted Wen Chen, only when he pushed Leng Xiaojun away did he realize that he had used too much force, because the man's handsome brows were furrowed.

Sheng Xia didn't have time to take Leng Xiaojun into consideration, and quickly arranged her clothes. As expected, Wen Chen came into sight wearing a black tights and carrying a black backpack.

"I'm fine..."

Sheng Xia pursed her lips, nodded to Wen Chen's concerned handsome face, and was gently inspected by the man every part of his body, and after confirming that there was no problem, Wen Chen heaved a sigh of relief.

It's been almost two months since the last meeting in Mi Ye in Paris. Sheng Xia's eyes were focused on the man's right leg, and he was slightly relieved when he found that there was nothing unusual.

It seems that Wenchen's leg injury has recovered a lot.

"Why did you come here by yourself? Do you know that this place is very dangerous, and the place is unfamiliar..."

The concern was palpable, Sheng Xia couldn't help but said with concern, these words fell into Leng Xiaojun's ears like thorns, and his ears hurt.

Chest pain, back pain, whole body pain.

The most important thing is distressed!

This woman is so unscrupulous, turning a blind eye, and being intimate with other men.

……

Wen Chen could hear Sheng Xia's concern for him, his lips curled up, and his smile was like sunshine. Mi Hui stretched out his big hand and gently rubbed the woman's hair, whispering.

"You are here, and you are in danger, how could I not come..."

If you are safe and happy, then I can let you be happy to my heart's content!

If you are in danger, no matter how terrible the price is, I will rush to your side to accompany you and save you from the predicament no matter what.

Even at the expense of my own life.

midsummer:"……"

Sheng Xia's eyes turned red inadvertently because of the man's gentle words, even if he is cold and cold, there will always be a soft place in his heart for some specific people.

Midsummer can't deny that the person who is most worthy of his treasured happiness in his youth is the careful company of this man.

If Leng Xiaojun knew that Sheng Xia thought so, he would have shot himself a hundred and eighty times with a gun. The most important reason he arranged for Sheng Xia to come to WA was that he had to watch the person in his heart grow up with his own eyes.

I didn't expect to make a wedding dress for someone else...

Shit!

……

Different from Leng Xiaojun's frowning face, Wen Chen continued to look at Sheng Xia's face, the woman's face turned pale with shock, especially her red eyes, she looked wronged.

"Don't worry, I will definitely take you out of here safely... I have a lot of nutrition in my bag, which is good for the child. Come on, eat some first..."

Wen Chen's gentle words made Midsummer wake up like a dream, and suddenly realized that Leng Xiaojun was still injured here, and hurriedly asked with concern: "Wen Chen, did you bring gauze and wound medicine? Leng Xiaojun was shot in the waist... ..."

Wen Chen's face was a little ugly because of the woman's concerned words. When he saw the fire, the man's seductive face kept staring at himself and Sheng Xia, his lips pursed, and a strange light flashed in his eyes.

"Well, I brought..."

"Pu Chi, that's good, without further ado, Wen Chen, help me, I'm going to take out the bullet from Leng Xiaojun's waist tonight..."

After taking the bomb, apply wound medicine to stop the bleeding and speed up the wound healing, otherwise the weather here is too hot, and there is no guarantee of infection in midsummer.

There will be a complication at that time, in case the man has a fever...

Wen Chen: "..."

Wen Chen looked at the woman's brows furrowed, her lips pursed, and her big hands clenched into fists. Does her appearance mean that she cares about him?

When did she care about him so much...

……

Leng Xiaojun really couldn't bear to see the two of you talking about each other. He didn't want to stop it, but if he didn't do anything, his wife really ran away with him.

But to stop speaking, at least in WA, I am still their boss, it is really a bit embarrassing!

Leng Xiaojun was so gorgeously entangled, his heart froze, he stretched out his big hand and poked the wound on his waist fiercely, the blood was dripping with blood.

"oops……"

midsummer:"……"

Leng Xiaojun's scream immediately brought Sheng Xia back to his senses, and he hurried to the man's side to check the man's wound first. When he saw the large amount of blood on his waist, he immediately panicked.

"Leng Xiaojun, did I get a little stronger when I pushed you just now, so the wound burst open again..."

"Well...it's okay, you didn't mean to..."

Wen Chen: "..."

The man's sentence doesn't matter can be regarded as a direct identification of Sheng Xia's whereabouts, indicating that the wound was opened because of Sheng Xia's pushing and pushing.

It seems that this is Leng Xiaojun's own little trick!

The corner of Wenchen's mouth was raised, but he still said respectfully: "God of War!"

Wenchen never dreamed in his life that the man he wanted to be the most was actually the same man as the man he wanted to kill the most. The God of War was Leng Xiaojun. This man was hiding too deeply.

There is no reason for Shengxia to marry Leng Xiaojun in the end, everything was planned by the man early in the morning!

……

(End of this chapter)