The Rough Hunter’s Little Lucky Wife

Yue Jiaojiao had never felt so miserable in her entire life. Every cell in her body was screaming in pain. She struggled to open her eyes, and what greeted her was the roof of a thatched house. The blanket on her body felt itchy, and there was a musty smell that came from not seeing the sun for a long time.

This wasn't the 230-square-meter high-end flat she had lived on.

Was she abducted?

Did her soul transmigrate?

Zhao Zhan pushed the door open and entered the room. With the help of the light, he could see Yue Jiaojiao's eyes flutter. He suddenly stopped in his tracks and did not dare to move forward.

"You... You're awake?"

Half a month ago, he was busy chasing his prey deep into the mountains. Then, the prey suddenly disappeared, and on his way, he saw a dying girl lying at the bottom of the cliff. From the looks of it, if the girl hadn't been hanging on the tilted tree to cushion her fall, she would have broken her legs. Even so, other than falling to the bottom of the cliff and hitting the back of her head, the girl's body was also covered in bruises of various sizes.

He had been applying medicine for her for the past half a month. Which part of the girl's body had he not seen? However, when he suddenly met her eyes, Zhao Zhan instantly blushed from head to toe.

With such a big man standing at the door, blocking the light, Yue Jiaojiao's eyes darted around. The other party was dressed in roughed-up clothes, and his hair was casually tied up with a towel. His facial features were well-defined, and from his neck to his face, he was wheat colored. Even if his muscles were hidden by his clothes, one could still vaguely make out his body features.

He looked like someone who had been through a lot.

Yue Jiaojiao had a rough idea of what was going on. She was trying to piece the puzzle together, but she had temporarily lost her memory, probably because her head was concussed on the way down.

Looking at the other party's eyes and nervous behavior, she concluded that he was her savior.

"This place is..."

The fair and tender beauty suddenly frowned, and even her voice was soft. Zhao Zhan felt like he didn't know where to put his hands and feet, but he subconsciously replied in a muffled voice, "This is my house. I picked you up from the foot of the mountain. You've been asleep for half a month."

"If you want to go home... I'll send you home after you've recovered."

Zhao Zhan's heart was heavy, and he couldn't help but lower his eyes.

She was such a delicate little woman, he was afraid that he would hurt her if he used a little more force. No matter what, it was impossible for a poor hunter like him to keep someone like her.

"Can you help me sit up first?"

Zhao Zhan's dejected mood was instantly swept away by these words. All he could think of was to satisfy the other party's request. 

He put the bowl of soup on the stool and walked to the bed to reach out his hands.

Yue Jiaojiao followed his movements and placed her hands on his, but before she could exert any force, her hands slipped from his and she subconsciously looked at him in confusion.

Zhao Zhan had unknowingly flinched back from the contact. When she was unconscious, he didn't have such a reaction when he applied medicine on her body.

Now, with just a touch, he felt as if his whole body had been zapped by electricity.

"What's wrong?"

Yue Jiaojiao's body was weak, so when she spoke, her tone was raised, and her voice was soft and gentle.

Zhao Zhan felt as if his heart had been gently tickled by a feather. His throat was so dry that he didn't dare to look at her again. He didn't say a word either. After a while, only when he gathered enough courage did he help Yue Jiaojiao get up from bed. He even thoughtfully took a pillow to put it behind her.

"Oh… thank you…"

The pillow was very hard, and the injury on her back made Yue Jiaojiao cry out in pain.

In her previous life, she had been pampered and raised with a platinum spoon. Her food, clothing, shelter, and transportation were all top-notch.

Later on, even when she lived alone, she could live comfortably every day with the copyright fees.

She had never used such a hard pillow before.