Chapter 222: Chapter 222 What Can We Do to Her Again? (2) Chapter 222: Chapter 222 What Can We Do to Her Again? (2) Although she didn’t speak, her gaze was fixed on his face the whole time.
From the moment he appeared, she felt she could detect a hint of tension in Gu Annan’s eyes.
She couldn’t be sure whether Gu Annan’s anger was directed at Ji Jiayi, or at her.
As she watched, she suddenly felt something was off.
Shouldn’t he have gone straight to the parking lot, or asked the driver to bring the car around?
Why was Gu Annan carrying her towards the hotel instead?
Until they entered the elevator and it began to ascend…
“Gu Annan, why are we here?”
Gu Annan looked down at her, his eyebrows tightly furrowed.
She was in a disheveled state from the fall, with sand on her feet and patches of moisture on her body.
Her hair, messy, framed her face, which bore an expression of surprise and pain from the fall; her arms trembled slightly.
“Where else can you go looking ?” he still was expressionless, his voice losing the aloofness he had when facing Ji Jiayi, instead showing a trace of frustration, “So easily bullied, where did all your usual disobedience go?”
She felt somewhat innocent, thinking she had been compliant enough with him, yet he still thought she was disobedient.
But having fallen so embarrassingly in public must have made him feel humiliated again.
Lu Wanwan couldn’t utter a word, her small hand clutching his clothes, her head bowed.
After the elevator doors opened, Gu Annan took her straight into the room and headed for the bathroom.
As soon as she saw the oversized bathtub in the bathroom, she gripped his clothes tighter, “Why… why are we going in here?”
“You are a mess, and you smell of alcohol; how else do you expect to clean up?” he seemed entirely unconcerned with her inner nervousness, “So much talking suggests you’re not seriously hurt; can you stand?”
“I can,” Lu Wanwan hastily said, “I’m really fine, so you can…”
Gu Annan casually glanced around the bathroom, finally resting his gaze on the sink.
Before she could finish, he set her on it.
Lu Wanwan sat on the sink, her feet dangling, as she watched Gu Annan lift her skirt.
“Keep quiet or I’ll strip everything off!”
Forced into silence, she could only watch as he rolled the hem of her skirt up high, then carefully examined her legs.
“Does it hurt?” he asked, pressing gently on several points.
“A little,” she answered.
Gu Annan’s brow tightened, and he dared not apply more pressure, as if he were helpless with her.
Finally, Lu Wanwan understood what he meant, “No broken bones and no sprains, just bruising from the impact.”
She pointed to the side of her body that had hit the ground, from her shoulder to her pelvis, “It hurts a bit here; it’s where I landed.”
Actually it was quite painful, but she was worried Gu Annan wouldn’t leave, so she downplayed it by saying it was just a little painful.
“How painful is a little painful?”
“I’m really okay…” the pleading tone in Lu Wanwan’s voice, “Can you let me down to wash up first? I know I’m filthy, I promise I’ll wash up quickly and get out.”
Gu Annan finally slowly looked up at her, “If you’re okay, why do you need me to let you down? If you can’t manage this small height, how are you going to bathe on your own?”
So he really didn’t intend to let her wash by herself, did he?
“I can get down myself,” Lu Wanwan took a deep breath, slowly shrinking her body, and jumped down.
The moment she landed, the pain from the fall nearly made her collapse to the ground.
But before she could fall, she was swiftly lifted back up by his strong arms.