MTL - The Boss Wears a Book To a Woman-Chapter 332 but i care about you more

"Dare he? It's Nan Jun's business. I have to make him pay the price."

Du Zhijun's face was full of disdain, even if Yan Yihe had a hundred guts, he wouldn't dare to provoke Du Zhijun!

Fortunately, Du Zhijun used to think that the kid from the Yan family was knowledgeable and reasonable, and he grew up with Nan Jun, so he felt that the boy was worthy of Nan Jun.

Now it seems that he really misjudged the person.

This statement is simply a disaster!

"It's good that you're fine. Don't be angry. I'll send someone to find Li Zhien. There is no lawsuit she can't win!"

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If the woman wanted to say anything more, Du Zhijun had already hung up the phone.

"Don't be afraid, after this incident, that beast will never have a chance to hurt you again."

Qiao Yun's heart warmed. He had been afraid of Du Zhijun before, but he didn't expect that the man in front of him was actually so kind in his heart.

When Du Zhijun took Qiao Yun back, Nan Jun was already waiting at the door of the house.

Seeing Qiao Yun getting off the car, she rushed to meet Qiao Yun and hugged Qiao Yun tightly in her arms, ignoring Du Zhijun who was still standing behind and watching them.

Seeing that Qiao Yun was not injured, Nan Jun was relieved.

"Cousin, thank you very much today!"

Nan Jun said gratefully, this time, she thanked him from the bottom of her heart.

"It's all a family, so say something out of the ordinary. I have already found a lawyer. The evidence is in my car camera. Although it is a little far away, I should be able to pick out the voice if I find someone better."

Du Zhijun threw his car keys to Nan Jun, took Qiao Yun's arm and entered the door, as if entering his own home.

"Your sister-in-law will pick me up later, I'll rest here with you first, and you don't have to worry about me."

Du Zhijun let go of Qiao Yun, and went to the guest room familiarly.

Qiao Yun stared blankly at Du Zhijun's direction, until he was held in Nan Jun's arms, then he relaxed and let out a long breath.

"I thought I'd never see you again!"

"I will never let him go."

Nan Jun dragged Qiao Yun up to the second floor, and began to pick off Qiao Yun's clothes as soon as the door was closed.

Qiao Yun was startled for a moment, then turned pale, and took the initiative to lift his shirt, revealing the little red spot on his lower abdomen, choked up and said, "They didn't touch me, I'm still clean."

For some reason, when he said these words, his heart felt like being twisted by a knife, and it hurt so badly.

Nan Jun's subordinates stopped moving, and after hearing what he said, they slapped Qiao Yun on the ass.

"What are you thinking about? Let me see the injuries on your body. Your elbows and knees are worn out. Can't you feel the pain yourself?"

Nan Jun was angry and distressed at the same time.

Yan Yihe's words still hurt Qiao Yun after all, Qiao Yun's only dignity in front of Nanjun is his innocence, if he loses his innocent body, Nanjun really can't imagine what will happen.

The moistness and grievance in Qiao Yun's eyes turned into sweetness in Nan Jun's reprimand. It turned out that she didn't care about that.

The Shougong sand on Qiao Yun's lower abdomen is extremely bright, but it has become a burden in Nan Jun's eyes at this moment.

Perhaps, there are some things she shouldn't insist on anymore.

The more she valued this, the more insecure Qiao Yun felt.

Because he has no sense of security, he is always prone to cranky thoughts.

"I will make him pay back ten times and a hundred times for these injuries."

Looking at Qiao Yun's red and swollen elbows and the solidified blood on his knees, Nan Jun's eyes were full of fierceness.

"It doesn't hurt anymore..."

Qiao Yun raised his arms around Nan Jun's neck, he was only wearing a pair of shorts, hugging Nan Jun like this, Nan Jun's heart almost jumped out.

"Hey, I'll give you medicine first."

Nan Jun swallowed, and got up to get the medicine box as if fleeing, only to be met with a chuckle from Qiao Yun.

"Sorry, I shouldn't have missed you that much."

When Qiao Yun thought that Nan Jun wanted to check whether his body was clean, it had already added some other impurities to their innocent relationship.

Pulling Nan Jun's sleeve and acting coquettishly, Qiao Yun looked aggrieved.

He seldom acted like a baby in front of Nan Jun, but this trick was tried and tested.

Nan Jun's cold face finally looked better, and the hands that applied the medicine to him were much gentler.

"You shouldn't think that way, but you shouldn't be so disrespectful to yourself."

Nan Jun put away the cotton swab soaked in the medicine in his hand, wrapped the injured knee with gauze, and then sat back beside Qiao Yun again.

Holding Qiao Yun's naked body in his arms, and pulling the quilt aside to wrap him around, Nan Jun opened his mouth in fear.

"Yun'er, I'm glad you're fine today, but... But even if something really happened, I hope you don't do stupid things. If something happened to you, I wouldn't be able to live."

Even if Qiao Yun really lost his innocence, she didn't want to lose him.

"Don't you care?"

Qiao Yun murmured, he didn't believe there was any woman in this world who didn't care about a man's innocence.

Li Li's humbleness in front of Chen Lin is because of the previous marriage, Chen Lin was the first marriage, but Li Li was the second marriage, which made Li Li be constrained by others everywhere, and he worked hard at home without complaining.

For a person of Nan Jun's status, if he lost his innocence, what face would he have to face her?

"I care, of course I care, but I care more about you!"

What she cares about is that she doesn't want Qiao Yun to be hurt, what she cares about is that Qiao Yun can live well.

"Nanjun, I really can't live without you..."

Qiao Yun's eyes turned red, and she lay on Nan Jun's shoulder and closed her eyes.

"It's my fault. I didn't protect you well, which caused you to be hurt. From now on, I will never be separated from you again. Even if it is a meeting, I will take you by my side."

Du Zhijun in the guest room downstairs was fiddling with his mobile phone, but the two people upstairs were affectionate.

After rubbing hands together, Nan Jun pinched his thighs hard, let go of the sleeping man in his arms, and leaned over to kiss his red and swollen eyes.

"Boom boom boom..."

"Come in."

Seeing that the person who came in was Nan Jun, Du Zhijun was not surprised at all.

"I thought you didn't come down until you finished your work!"

Du Zhijun curled his lips and didn't get up, just lying on the bed and looking at Nanjun jokingly.

"We're not there yet!"

Nan Jun was not shy and said directly.

Du Zhijun was taken aback for a moment, he never thought that Nan Jun could hold back for such a long time.

"We've lived together for more than a year, and we're still not together?"

Du Zhijun poked with two fingers, and suddenly he looked enlightened.

"You can't do it, can you?"

"I'm amazing!"

Nan Min snorted unwillingly, if Du Zhijun hadn't been resting downstairs, she wouldn't have let Qiao Yun go so easily just now.

Du Zhijun raised the corners of his lips, stopped joking with Nanjun, and said seriously: "The Yan family is not easy to deal with."