Grumpy host, she just wants to do business

Chapter 252 Autistic Little Poor (56)
Jiang Zhun recovered from the nightmare just now, raised his eyes,
Jiang Zhun has always been sensitive to everything around him, but now he has a severe headache and a dull ache all over his body, and his reaction is much slower than usual.

When he reacted and prepared to avoid it, Tan Sang suddenly stood in front of him.

A loud bang—

Tan Sang tightly protected him, holding his head with both hands, her moist lips next to his ears.

It was the first time he heard Tan Sang's warmest and most straightforward love.

"I have always loved you very much."

The girl's voice was drowned out by the loud explosion.

He always knew that Tan Sang said that she would like him a little more every day, and she liked him too.

But Jiang Zhun never thought that he would see Tan Sang's straightforward, naked, and blood-drenched sincerity in such a scene.

He was always worried that Tan Sang would hate him, find him scary, and loathe him.

So when she said that she would like him a little more every day, he just planned to listen.

until this moment.

Tan Sang told him in the most direct and shocking way.

I like you.

I can give you my life.

The aftermath of the explosion gradually receded, Jiang Zhun caught Tan Sang and lifted her up, with her back leaning against his chest.

Blood continued to flow from her back, and there was a trace of waves in his eyes, he went to cover her wound helplessly, warm and sticky blood flowed out from his fingers.

He didn't have time to react, he didn't have time to do anything.

He didn't care much about anything since he was a child. He is the son of heaven, and he has nothing missing. He has never been so flustered, not even when his mother died. Do not know what to do.

"Tan Sang..."

Jiang Zhun lowered his head, trembling slightly at first, the shocking red was like a blood net, reflected in his eyes bit by bit.

"It doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt."

It's like coaxing a child.

Jiang Zhun knew that Tan Sang was very afraid of pain, because at that time she was tripped, and the pain was so painful that her eyes were red, sobbing, and crying so much that his heart ached.

Jiang Zhun lost all thinking and rationality, and only tears fell from his light brown eyes.

In fact, Tan Sang didn't feel much pain, only felt that it was getting colder, and his body suddenly lost strength, something was pierced in his back, and there was air leakage, and he felt cold, cold and numb.

The boy's tears fell on her face and rolled down slowly.

She seems to have never seen him cry, he exists like a god, if he cries, she will definitely feel distressed, feeling that the whole world owes him.

She looked at Jiang Zhun carefully, wanting to see if he was injured. Jiang Zhun, who had just come out of the fire, had a lot of dirt on his face, but his beauty was not reduced by half.

There was blood on his neck, but he didn't appear to be injured.

Fortunately, Xiaomei was not injured.

Otherwise, she will be very unhappy and angry.

So, my little pretty,
You have to take good care of yourself!

"Jiang Zhun..."

She knew that her back was bleeding, and she might really not be able to be with the gods, but she just trembled: "Do you believe me?"

He nodded heavily and said solemnly: "Believe it, I believe it."

Then the pretty little girl smiled brightly,
"Let me tell you secretly, I'm actually not seriously injured, I'm just a little tired,

and many more……

I will...will...wake up.... "

I will wake up.

do not worry about me.

　The last chapter mentioned the gun, but I don’t think I can change it, because the plot requires it, so I’m not sure whether it can be released.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)