Chapter 699 My Wolf Friend (37)
After taking care of everything, Jiang Tang was already covered in sweat.
Covered in cold sweat.
She spat out the towel in her mouth and stood up, holding on to the wall.
When she was about to open the bathroom door, suddenly, there was a soft bang in the room.
It's so light that it's like an apple dropped on a plush carpet, almost unnoticeable.
But Jiang Tang was very cautious now. She let go of her hand, and then held the knife in her hand again.
She cursed in her mind.
Now I really want to take a shower and sleep, but can’t we fight tomorrow?
Jiang Tang was irritable, holding the knife in his left hand and grabbing the bathroom door handle with his right hand. He listened to the gentle footsteps approaching slowly, and slowly, the door handle turned away from the outside.
The knife in his hand is ready to go.
There was a click.
The door opens.
Jiang Tang didn't hesitate, he held the knife and stabbed towards the lower third road!
She just wants a quick victory now, so she can only use extraordinary tricks.
Suddenly, the man in front of him shouted.
"Jiang Tang."
The familiar hoarse tone, just two simple words, were spoken like a three-year-old child's babbling.
The knife in his hand, five centimeters away from the target, suddenly stopped.
Jiang Tang raised his head, and Lang Jiu looked down at him with his curly head.
"Why are you here?"
Shouldn't he be in the city now? Tuoshan is a two-hour high-speed rail journey away. How did he find it?
Lang Jiuchao didn't say anything, he just walked forward, stretched out his hand to hug Jiang Tang's waist, and picked her up easily.
"You, hurt."
He stared at her wounds, his dark green eyes dark.
Heartbroken, angry, and remorseful. He should have protected his partner, but now she was so seriously injured.
Jiang Tang listened to his words. The man's voice was low and hoarse, with deep distress in his tone. The ears on his head were no longer visible, as if they were hurting along with Jiang Tang, and they were drooping.
Jiang Tang didn't know whether she should feel sorry for herself or for him. Anyway, she just stretched out her bloody hand and touched the man's head.
"I'm fine, just a minor injury."
Lang Jiuchao pursed his lips, held Jiang Tang on the sink, and carefully helped her clean the blood on her hands.
He didn't know how to speak, but he tried his best to express his feelings clumsily with actions.
When it came to his thigh, he imitated the way Jiang Tang healed his wounds, and used a wet towel to wipe her blood, little by little, gently and carefully.
Jiang Tang said nothing and let him wipe it for him.
Then he held her and put her on the bed.
"It hurts, medicine."
He was about to go out, but Jiang Tang held him back.
"The drugstore is closed. I will buy it myself tomorrow. You come and sit down first."
Lang Jiuchao sat down obediently, his nose twitching, and his heart was full of mixed feelings.
He was trying hard to ignore the smell of another male in Jiang Tang.
A very powerful taste, and I had close contact with Jiang Tang.
"Don't say anything now, go back to your original shape, I want to sleep."
Jiang Tang felt very happy. When he was digging for bullets just now, he was still thinking that if he could lie on Lang Jiuchao's belly and sleep at this time, it would be like an iced watermelon in summer. It would be amazing.
As soon as he thought this, the wolf, who logically would never appear, appeared in front of him.
Lang Jiuchao returned to his original form, letting Jiang Tang lie on his softest belly, and then covered her body with his big fluffy tail, patting her gently with the tip of the tail, treating himself as a living mat.
Jiang Tang felt like he was lying on a cloud.
In the interstellar universe, even the most advanced technology beds are not as comfortable as Lang Jiuchao's belly.
(End of chapter)