The lady is reborn? The crazy villain kisses her forcefully and won't let go!

Jun Zhao opened his mouth, his eyelashes trembled slightly, his dark eyes met Mu Luan's complicated gaze, and then he lowered his eyes.

He looked like a puppy who had made a mistake, a little uneasy and a bit pitiful.

He whispered, "Thank you, Miss."

Mu Luan lowered her eyes to look at the bandage wrapped around his thin arm, which almost covered his entire forearm.

There were bright red marks that had seen through the layers of bandages, dotted here and there on the white bandages.

Her eyebrows knitted together, she turned slightly to glance at the hemostatic patch piled at his feet...

He is seriously injured!

But his calm and painless expression made people mistakenly believe that it was just a minor injury.

Just like in his previous life, Jun Zhao was never a coward. Even when a sharp blade pierced his chest, he remained calm and composed, so crazy that he almost didn't feel the pain.

He was extremely numb to his own body, as if it was just a moving body that housed a ferocious evil spirit that could destroy the world.

If one could live a simple life, who would be willing to hide from being hunted down?

Mu Luan wrapped another bandage around the wound to cover the scarlet mark. His tone softened unconsciously as he said, "If you want to have a midnight snack in the future, you can tell me. There is a small kitchen in Shaoguang Courtyard that you can use."

Jun Zhao lowered his brows and looked at the white knuckles shaking on his arms. For some reason, he seemed to feel relieved a little.

If someone is willing to serve, why not do it yourself?

He slowly raised his eyelids and said, "Miss, don't you blame me?"

Mu Luan carefully tied a bow on the wound, and looked at him with a hint of confusion in her eyes, "Why should I blame you?"

"Miss, aren't you afraid that I'm a trouble?" Jun Zhao said.

Mu Luan raised her clear and bright eyes and said seriously: "If I thought you were a trouble, I would not have agreed to keep you by my side in the first place."

Jun Zhao paused, and suddenly smiled, like a spring breeze melting snow, which made people feel excited.

Mu Luan was stunned. This was the first time she saw him smile in this life. With such a handsome face, she couldn't help but sigh that it was probably able to bewitch people.

Her eyes unconsciously took in his entire upper body.

The warm light from the candle illuminated his exposed chest and arms.

The smooth and fair skin seemed to be covered with a layer of shadow, with broad shoulders and narrow waist, and the muscles in the waist and abdomen were gathered together, evenly symmetrical and tight, and clearly visible.

Mu Luan knew that although Jun Zhao's face was disfigured in his previous life, his figure was one in a million.

The only drawback is that the muscles are too hard and uncomfortable, especially under the abdomen...

The most annoying!

"Miss, you protect me so much. If you like, I can let you use me," Jun Zhao's flat voice sounded.

Mu Luan's wandering thoughts were instantly pulled back when she saw him staring at her without blinking, as if he could see through her thoughts.

Her cheeks flushed for no reason and she quickly took a few steps back, trying to stay calm.

In the previous life, I was entangled with Jun Zhao, and that oppressive and suffocating feeling seemed to be just yesterday.

She has no freedom, no hobbies, no life. She can only revolve around Jun Zhao every day, trying every possible way to please him.

In this life, she doesn't want to live that kind of life again. She would rather marry an ordinary man, take good care of her husband and children, and live an ordinary life.

When Jun Zhao saw the woman in front of him avoiding his gaze, his eyes dimmed unconsciously.

"Miss, don't you like it?"

Still hate him this much?

You don't like him, but you still want to protect him?

What a contradictory and puzzling woman.

Mu Luan tried her best to calm the resistance in her heart, focused her eyes and looked up.

I wanted to advise him to respect himself, but I didn't expect to meet a pair of eyes like ink, without any ripples, so calm that I couldn't see any trace of control and desire.

Mu Luan breathed a sigh of relief. After all, the Jun Zhao in front of him was not the Jun Zhao of his previous life.

But when he thought about how he could allow others to trample on his body so casually, his face darkened again.

He said unhappily, "Today I protect you, and you have to give me this body. What will you do if someone else protects you like I do in the future?"

Jun Zhao tilted his head slightly, thought for a moment, and said with a sincere look, "This body originally belonged to the young lady. If the young lady hadn't saved me, there would be no future."

He paused, and then said: "If the lady doesn't like this body, I am willing to be a knife in the lady's hand and kill all the things that are in the way for the lady, including Lidya Su."

Mu Luan was stunned, and the breath of relief he had just breathed in was blocked in his heart again.

It seems that he remembered everything about the conflict between me and Su Lan that day.

But he didn't want to vent his anger for his white moonlight, but wanted to kill her to please himself...

Maybe something went wrong, or maybe Su Lan hasn't caught Jun Zhao's eye yet.

But none of this matters. What matters is that several days have passed, and this man's mind is still full of thoughts about how to kill others. Is this what a normal person should think?

Mu Luan stopped him in time and said, "I don't want a knife to kill people. It has no meaning to me. Mu Feng, your body is your own. You should take good care of it and leave it to the most important person in the future."

"the most important person?"

Jun Zhao frowned. This sentence was obviously beyond his understanding.

In his opinion, it doesn't matter whether something is important or not. The only criterion is whether it has any use value.

Those that are valuable will be kept, and those that are worthless will be killed.

That important person...

It should belong to people who are useful!

Mu Luan saw that Jun Zhao's beautiful black eyes gradually became clear from confusion.

She suddenly felt comforted.

In his previous life, Jun Zhao gradually turned into a cruel and unscrupulous madman. In this life, perhaps she could persuade him to be good little by little.

Once he has someone he cares about, perhaps he won't be as consumed with killing as he was in his previous life.

"Put on your clothes quickly," Mu Luan glanced away and no longer looked at the tempting body.

I have to say that although Jun Zhao in this life is a little thinner, he still has all the necessary muscles.

Her eyes wandered, finally looking at the wrapped object on the table.

Jun Zhao lowered his eyelids slightly, looked at his body, then raised his eyes thoughtfully to follow the slender waist.

The warm light from the candle shone on her, and she seemed to be glowing.

My icy body, soaked by the rain, felt a little warmer without me noticing.

He picked up the clothes on the shelf and put them on, then slowly followed.

Mu Luan was curious about what was inside. There was no smell and no shape. What was the smell that made Jun Zhao linger on that could prompt him to run out to buy it in the middle of the night?

It is not good to touch other people's things without reason, especially since the owner is there, so she might as well ask.

She turned around and looked back, but didn't notice that the man who was far away appeared behind her silently.

This unexpected turn was more like an impatient throw into someone's arms.

There was a black chest blocking the way in front of him, and a faint green wood fragrance filled his nose. Mu Luan's feet staggered and he immediately frowned.