…… It's three days since the car crash was shot.

As soon as I got up, I only felt a sudden pain in my arm and back, and all the bullet wounds had been bandaged.

For ordinary girls, it is estimated that she can bring rain to pear blossoms crying in pain, but she is not an ordinary girl.

For Xiao Huanghuang, bleeding is an ordinary injury, but he frowned, and recovered in a blink of an eye.

……

The Phoenix wanted to know where he was.

This is not a hospital, there is no smell of disinfectant in the air, but there is a very plain faint fragrance, which smells very good, and the mattress lying under me is also very soft, and the velvet blanket covered is exquisite and high-end.

So, this is a private villa.

This is what the Xuan Zhi Huang senses feel.

When she was about to open her eyes to see clearly, she found that her eyes were black, and it turned out that her eyes were thickly wrapped with a circle of white gauze.

Good boy!

Could she be ...... Can't see it?!

Before Xuan Zhihuang had time to grieve for a while, suddenly, the roots of his ears moved slightly, and he heard a sound of footsteps going up the stairs.

The already sensitive hearing was sharper at this time, and the man's steps were very light and steady, with a distance of about ninety-five centimeters, and he was a young man about one hundred and eighty-five in height.

Then, the footsteps got closer.

"Click----"

As expected, the door opened.

……

That's right, this person is Ye Li, Ye Li five years ago, who rescued the little phoenix from the scene of the car accident.

Or it should be said that on the road in the suburbs of Berlin, the car that Xiao Huanghuang collided with was Yeli's.

Ye Li had just come back from outside, wearing a handmade Italian tweed coat, his naturally silver hair was deliberately dyed black, slightly messed up by the wind, and a small strand was scattered in front of his forehead, and a pair of dark and bright eyes were like glass.

Compared with now, five years later, he was a little less mature at that time, and there was more unrestrained rebelliousness between his eyebrows.

As soon as he entered the room, Ye Li saw that Xuan Zhihuang had woken up, leaned sideways to avoid the right shoulder blade where the bullet had been hit, and was half-lying on a pillow.

Ye Li pursed the corners of her lower lip, her lips were rusty red, and her facial features were even more noble and charming, and she strode straight to the bed.

……

"You saved me?" Even with his eyes covered with gauze, Xuan Zhihuang could accurately judge where Ye Li was standing in front of the bed, and his tone was not a friendly question and shot straight at him.

She could feel that this man had a strong aura.

Yeli didn't speak, just rolled up and down in his throat twice, and then let out a low, hoarse hiss.

"Hmm."

It's very light, and it feels like it's hard to make a sound.

Xuan Zhihuang was stunned for a moment, and then blurted out again,

"Are you mute?"

Then, Ye Li's face suddenly turned black into a ball of coal, still the kind that splashed paint buckets, and the perfect silhouette was undisguised anger.

Xuan Zhihuang even felt the sudden drop in cold air pressure around him very clearly, which was even more freezing than the heavy snow that was falling outside the window.

……

Xuan Zhihuang realized that he seemed to have poked someone's heart with a knife, and quickly remedied, after all, they saved themselves.

"Don't be inferior, it's not a big deal to be dumb, you just can't speak, but you can still eat."

Ye Li, "......" suddenly choked in his throat, and his eyes were round and white.