Chapter 2064: Got Shot in the Head

Although the entertainment industry is full of beautiful women, and scantily clad ones are not few, it was still the first time he looked at a woman from such an angle.

He couldn’t help but recall that night when she blossomed under him, her exquisite figure, and skin as white as snow.

This made him blush even further.

Zhuang Xuejun was his first woman, nearly thirty years into his life, and that night was his only time.

Such temptation is deadly for a nearly thirty-year-old man.

He dared not look anymore, fearing he might lose control.

Just as he was about to turn and leave, a line from the cheesy romance novel he read last night popped into his mind.

So he suddenly leaned down, closed the distance with Zhuang Xuejun, tilted his face, and sighed near her ear, "Woman, you’re playing with fire."

Wait, wasn’t this line not a cheesy romance dialogue?

Oh well, as long as it works.

But right after he spoke, there was a loud bang near his ear, followed by a sharp pain in his temple, and it felt like something was trickling down.

Han Luoqi gasped, reached out to touch it, and his hand was covered in blood.

His gaze moved to Zhuang Xuejun’s right hand, which was holding an ashtray.

Han Luoqi’s eyes widened; why was there an ashtray on her bed!!!

Zhuang Xuejun was also scared. Seeing the blood dripping from his temple, she was completely flustered.

"Bleed... bleeding, I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to... ugh..."

The thick smell of blood came, and Zhuang Xuejun covered her mouth and threw up.

Han Luoqi, "..."

"Calm down, you calm down first, I’ll go out and bandage myself."

Damn it, he was the one who got hit, so why was he the one comforting her?

Ten minutes later, Zhuang Xuejun came downstairs with a pale face.

Han Luoqi was sitting on the living room sofa, holding a first-aid kit, and finding it difficult to bandage his wound.

Zhuang Xuejun came down and apologetically said, "Let me help you."

"No need, the disinfectant smell is unpleasant, you should sit further away."

"It’s okay, it was just too sudden, I won’t throw up now."

"Still no, didn’t you hear what the doctor said? Pregnant women shouldn’t smell strong odors."

Zhuang Xuejun, "..."

Disinfectant doesn’t exactly count as a strong odor, does it?

With Han Luoqi’s insistence, she just sat nearby, watching him clumsily wrap his head with gauze.

After finally finishing the bandage, Han Luoqi sighed, "Wifey, you really care about me; you know I don’t want to go filming, so you gave me a little wound on the head. This is great; now I have an excuse to rest."

Zhuang Xuejun, "..."

Is that something to be happy about?

"Sorry, I didn’t mean it just now."

"Why was there an ashtray on your bed?" Han Luoqi asked.

Zhuang Xuejun bit her lower lip, of course, it was for self-defense.

Suddenly having a man in the house, how could she not be scared? What if he climbed into her bed in the middle of the night?

She had to have some means of self-defense, right?

Originally, she wanted to find a brick, but she couldn’t find one, so she could only take out the ashtray she bought for guests.

She didn’t expect it to actually come in handy!

But looking at the wound on Han Luoqi’s head, she felt embarrassed to say it was for self-defense in case he tried to take advantage of her.

Han Luoqi seemed to guess what she was thinking, his eyes widening, "Xuejun, were you using that ashtray to guard against me?"

The more he thought about it, the more likely it seemed!

Zhuang Xuejun felt a bit guilty, "If you didn’t sneak into my room... then... nothing would have happened..."

Han Luoqi felt as if he’d been struck by thunder, should he be grateful that he sneaked off to the guest room to read novels last night?