Ke Huanye was angry, turned around and strode forward, ignoring her again. She could feel Dao Mimi's burning eyes shining on her back. She wanted her to save that person. Why? Why did she?

Mimi protects him like that, who is he?

Take a few steps, then turn back, dead pussy, stinky pussy, bastard pussy... just save me!

Ke Huanye walked to the man reluctantly and pretended to have saved a dead dog.

Mimi saw her leaving and then came back, screaming "meow-meow-" excitedly.

"Are you satisfied now?"

She told Mimi and kicked the man on the ground twice to vent her anger.

A soft hum escaped from his mouth, "Yo! He's not dead yet!" Ke Huan cursed.

Ke Huanye used her thin body to drag a heavy object that was taller than her and weighed at least 140 kilograms. It was not a drag, but a back to be precise. He was a dead person without any consciousness, and all the weight was pressing on her.

For a person, although she is good at Kung Fu, she does not have the ability to turn stones into feathers. What she relies on for fighting is skill, which can move a thousand pounds with four ounces.

He glared at Mimi who was following him. Ke Huanye was so tired that he wanted to cry. He was so exhausted. Smelly Mimi, you have to carry the person you like! You are dragging me down to work as a coolie.

Finally arriving home, Ke Huanye took out the keys with one hand and supported the person next to her with the other. If she hadn't been in decent physical condition, she would probably have fallen to the ground by now.

She dragged the guy to her storage room, a room where she usually kept some sundries, and turned on the light to see his true face.

Ke Huanye couldn't help but be surprised. It turned out that there were people in the world who looked as good as the monster Wen Tianmu and the dead fox Jingran.

An angular face, but the lines are not stiff, the porcelain-like delicate and smooth skin is slightly pale, thick black eyebrows, tightly closed eyes, long eyelashes as thick and dense as a brush, a straight nose, like a cherry blossom

Red lips.

The broken hair on his forehead was wet and stuck together, and there were some obvious gray stains on his face. The white shirt was torn in several places and was dirty. The shoulders were soaked with blood, but it made people not think of embarrassment.

Two words.

Ke Huanye shook his head, tusk! He looks like a human being, but the girl has long been immune to handsome men. Unless he grows to the point of shocking the world, he usually won't attract her attention. Just imagine if you

Faced with one or more perfect, non-human monster faces every day for decades, it is difficult to become immune.

He looked like this. He didn't know what shameful thing he had done to be chased and stabbed. He didn't look like a gangster or a liar.

Hey! The saying that a person cannot be judged by his appearance and the sea cannot be measured is probably to describe this kind of person. Ke Huanye regretted in her heart that she must not be fooled by his appearance. She would do a good deed today and take him in for a night.

Throw him out tomorrow morning.

If she knew what would happen next, Ke Huanye swore that even if the earth turned upside down, the seawater flowed backwards, the sun would never rise again, and Mimi sat there like a fossil, she would not be soft-hearted or care about him.

He brought the medical kit, gently pulled his shirt, cut it open with scissors, and removed the fragments. The wound was deep, spanning the entire shoulder, and the bright red flesh was turned outwards. It was obviously a knife wound, and it was very serious.
Chapter completed!