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The Most Beautiful Years Met Your [Seventeen] Cool Little Uncle!(2/2)

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As she got closer to the woods, Ye Hehuan heard screams one after another. Her heart tightened, and she felt uneasy, and she ran faster.

As she ran, she unscrewed the cap of the gasoline can, hoping to pour it on those gangsters later.

When she saw the gangster lying on the ground and Yu Zhongxiao pressing his left shoulder with his right hand, she was not paying attention for a moment. She stumbled and fell to the muddy ground. Her knees were so painful that she lost consciousness. Gasoline was also flowing continuously.

Overflowing from the mouth of the barrel.

When Yu Zhongxiao heard the noise, he turned his head and looked in the direction where Ye Hehuan fell, and then saw a clumsy figure lying on the ground unable to get up.



Ye Hehuan took a deep breath after falling, and even the palms of his hands hurt. He couldn't help but want to shed tears.

Is my leg bone broken?

As soon as this terrifying guess flashed through her mind, a pair of leather shoes appeared in front of her eyes.

Ye Hehuan raised his head along the trouser legs, and when he saw it was Yu Zhongxiao, he grinned, his unkempt appearance was a bit funny.

"Didn't I ask you to leave first?!" Yu Zhongxiao's tone was not very good.

She did not resist, but stretched out her hand towards him pitifully: "Uncle, can you give me a hand? I can't stand up."

Yu Zhongxiao squatted down and checked her legs to make sure that no bones were injured. He breathed a sigh of relief, and then smelled a strong smell of gasoline.

He turned his head slightly and found a gasoline barrel lying next to her.

"Uncle, are you injured?" Ye Hehuan asked earnestly: "I was worried about you in the car, so I came over to see if I could help."

Yu Zhongxiao raised his eyes and looked at her. There was something in his eyes that she couldn't see clearly.

Have you done yourself a disservice?

Ye Hehuan rolled his eyes and was thinking about how to tell him in the simplest language that he was here to save him. When he heard Yu Zhongxiao's low voice, he said: "Take off your down jacket."

"Wha...what?" She was startled and subconsciously protected her chest.

His tone was a little impatient: "You are covered in gasoline and will catch fire at any moment. If you don't want to turn into a charred corpse, take off your clothes."

Ye Hehuan hurriedly took off his down jacket and threw it away.

Yu Zhongxiao looked at the dress, turned his head, gave her a meaningful look, then leaned over, put his long arms through her legs, and picked her up.

Because Ye Hehuan's body was weightless, he quickly grabbed Yu Zhongxiao's shoulders with both hands and held them tightly for fear of falling.

"Uncle, actually I can leave by myself," she said.

Yu Zhongxiao frowned slightly because of the strength of her hand, and without answering her words, he just hugged her and walked outside.

Ye Hehuan leaned in his arms. Because she was so close, she even heard his steady heartbeat, which also accelerated her heartbeat. She felt that in this atmosphere of sharing weal and woe, she should say something to promote feelings, so she hugged him

She put her hand around his neck and said, "Uncle, you are the first man to hug me."

Seeing that he remained silent, she continued: "In the car just now, all I could think about was you. I was afraid that something would happen to you, so I didn't hesitate at all. After calling the police, I immediately picked up the oil drum and went to find you.

, but to be honest, it’s so heavy, look at it, the skin on your palms is scratched.”

As she spoke, she stretched out her hand in front of him like a child looking for a reward.
Chapter completed!
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