The rich wife is addicted to escape

"Wake up, please."

I don't know how long I worked hard, and Su Jiarui's hands also lost the strength to continue because of the soreness, but she didn't dare to stop. Once the tense nerve was relaxed, everything would really be over.

She didn't know why Chris was hunted down by that group of people, but looking at Chris, who was pale and even breathing weak, she felt scared from the bottom of her heart.

"Chris, stop pretending, this joke is not funny at all."

Her eyes blurred for a while, and all kinds of past events appeared in front of her, but she dared not face them.

She prayed secretly in her heart, if there really is a god, then please, let the person in front of her wake up.

She humbly begged, and the next second, she felt the coldness on her cheeks.

The coldness seemed to be alive, gently brushing across her cheeks.

She opened her eyes again and saw Chris's beautiful eyes.

He was raising one hand at this moment, gently wiping the tears on his cheeks for himself, with a helpless look still on his face.

"Su, I'm not dead yet, I just fell asleep for a while, you don't need to cry for me, do you?"

Su Jiarui sniffed, and her eyes became clear again. She saw those charming eyes again, but the eyes lost some of their charm, like a lighthouse flickering in the sea breeze. If the sea breeze is stronger, the lighthouse As if the faint light would be completely extinguished, it made people's hearts tugged.

But fortunately, he finally woke up now, proving that his previous efforts were not in vain.

"Are you tired after this journey?"

Su Jiarui was slightly stunned. She didn't expect that after waking up, the first thing Chris cared about was not her injury, but whether she was tired or not. But before she could reply, Chris raised the corner of his mouth.

"But let me tell you in advance, I will not sell my beauty in order to repay you. I am a principled person."

Su Jiarui was really angry and funny, but he couldn't bear to see Chris's forced expression.

She pretended to raise her hand and lightly thumped Chris's chest, but somewhat because of Chris's casual teasing tone, her originally sad mood felt better.

"Since you're awake, don't pretend to be dead anymore, or believe it or not, I'll beat you to tears."

It's just that such threatening words fell through in the next second. Chris hadn't cried yet, but her tears of grievance flowed out like a water hole that had been twisted open.

She was so scared.

She really didn't want to bear the fear of losing her friends and relatives.

"Su, why didn't I know you were a crybaby?"

Although Chris said so, he still supported his weak body and barely sat up.

His original light-colored shirt had been stained reddish-brown by blood. The originally handsome and beautiful person looked like an undead crawling out of hell at this moment, but the expression in his eyes and brows was extremely gentle.

"Okay, if you cry again, I will really pass out."

While he was talking, he still gently wiped away the crystal tears on Su Jiarui's cheeks, but his fingertips were blood-colored, and Su Jiarui's face was made like a little tabby cat every time he went back and forth. With such a lovely and pitiful expression on his face, Chris couldn't help laughing.

"Okay, Su, can you go get me the medicine box on the bookshelf first? I might want to do a simple bandage first."

Su Jiarui was stunned for a moment, and then she felt a little embarrassed. She even forgot that Chris was still a wounded person, and she was secretly hurting herself here.

After confirming that Chris was fine, she hurriedly stumbled and ran to the bookshelf. The medicine box was not difficult to find. When she ran to the bed with the medicine box in her arms, she saw that her red shirt had been taken off by Chris. , and put it beside the bed, revealing the hideous scar on his arm.

Su Jiarui subconsciously took a breath, and vaguely smelled a strong smell of blood again.

Chris naturally took the medicine box, but he still didn't forget to sarcasm.

"Su, your dressing technique is simply fatal. Your shirt sucks blood very well. If I hadn't taken it off, I'm afraid I'd really go into shock. I'm afraid your shirt isn't a terrible vampire."

Regarding this excellent quality shirt today, both Chris and Su Jiarui were impressed by its quality.

Just being told by Chris, Su Jiarui's emotions were a little complicated for a while.

She knew that Chris just wanted to ease the awkward and serious atmosphere with such humorous words, but in the final analysis, how could she not be worried?

Chris wanted to move his arm just now, but his expression changed the moment he raised it, and blood came out again.

Su Jiarui was startled, took a step forward, and hurriedly said, "Are you dying? Tell me what you want to do, and I'll help you!"

Seeing her resolute appearance, Chris smiled for a moment, then opened his other intact arm, raised his head slightly, and said with a smile: "Actually, I've always been embarrassed to say, since you are so eager, then Please help me undress."

"what?"

Su Jiarui never expected that Chris would make such a request, and was a little dazed for a moment.

"Pfft-"

Seeing Su Jiarui who was stunned and at a loss, Chris couldn't help laughing for a while.

"Okay, Sue, I'm just looking at you like this is too funny, just to tease you, but can I ask you to go to the kitchen and help me get a glass of water? I'm really thirsty."

As if on purpose, he immediately narrowed his eyes and said word by word: "This time, I'm serious."

Su Jiarui's face blushed, but he couldn't say anything, so he could only lower his head in response, and hurriedly went to the kitchen to find a water glass to pour water.

Even though she knew that Chris was an international killer before, she should have seen many scenes, but she was still astonished and Chris was able to cope with it now.

It was as if in his eyes, the injury he received now was nothing more than a pinched finger, it was innocuous, and it was not worth doing such a big fanfare at all.

Thinking of this, Su Jiarui tightened his grip on the water glass.

Chris has always faced herself with a sunny and cheerful appearance. After a long time, even she has forgotten that Chris once lived a life of licking blood with the tip of a knife, living in such a tense state Well, Chris may have suffered a more fatal injury than now, and at that time, what kind of mentality did he have to survive?

But even at this time, he still did not forget to comfort himself, trying to make himself no longer nervous and worried.

How could she be so useless?
With a firm mind, Su Jiarui walked towards the bedroom again holding the water glass.

Chris had obviously taken off his shirt quickly during the period of time when she was receiving the water, revealing his thin upper body. What surprised Su Jiarui was that there were people of all sizes entrenched on that originally perfect figure. , old and new scars, some scars are even listed again because of this time.

Even though he was mentally prepared, Su Jiarui was still taken aback by the terrifying scene in front of him.

When she and Chris met for the first time, he was the international killer K who almost killed her because of her sister. After meeting again in Yuncheng, he restored his real name and was a rising star in the modeling world. Reese.

She originally thought that it would not be so difficult for a proud man like Chris to change his identity. After all, he has a near-perfect figure and mixed-race facial features that can accommodate both men and women. Simple?

And at this moment, these scars entrenched on his body are the best proof.

"Hey, Su, even though we are friends, I still have to say, I will charge you if you read on."

Chris blinked at her playfully on purpose, and subconsciously imagined that Marilyn Monroe was making a covering movement, but touched the wound on his arm, and immediately paused, so painful that he even forgot to manage his expression.

Su Jiarui smiled, handed the water glass to Chris, skillfully took out the hot towel he had prepared before, and without any explanation, gently wiped the blood on Chris's shoulder.

She wiped it extremely carefully, for fear of hurting the other party because she hit too hard.

After all, this is the first time she has dealt with this kind of injury, facing the blood directly, the hands that wiped it trembled uncontrollably.

She doesn't want to cry and beg helplessly when she sees her friend hurt. She must work hard to make herself useful, instead of just holding others back and causing trouble to others.

The air fell into a strange silence for a moment, so quiet that only the soft breathing between the two could be heard.

Immediately afterwards, as if feeling that the scene was a little quiet to an eerie level, Chris cleared his throat, raised his neck, and drank the water in the glass in one gulp.

The sound of Adam's apple slipping infinitely amplified in Su Jiarui's ears, adding a touch of ambiguity to such an awkward atmosphere.

It wasn't until facing these wounds that Su Jiarui understood why Chris looked so weak.

Because there were more than one wound on his body, the arm was the most serious injury, but there were still large and small abrasions on his back, and those wounds along the way had already been inflamed due to constant contact and friction with his clothes. How hard it was for him to escape from those people.

But fortunately, she was the one who met Chris. If what he met today was really a simple passerby, his life might really be hanging by a thread.

Thinking of this, Su Jiarui couldn't help but feel lucky. Fortunately, she decided to go to the platform to take the bus alone, and saved Chris by accident.