Kuai Chuan Ancestor: Paranoid villain is addicted to pets

Chapter 2 Delicate cannon fodder vs gloomy disabled boss 2

Chapter 2 Delicate cannon fodder vs gloomy disabled boss 2
An Qing stopped and turned her head to look at Fu Jingchen.

Fu Jingchen came to her in a wheelchair, glanced at her wound that was still oozing blood, and opened his thin lips slightly, "I'll take you to the hospital."

"No need, the wound is not deep, I can simply bandage it, and I'm still at work, so I can't leave."

An Qing smiled and shook her head.

"Wu Feng, ask her for leave."

Fu Jingchen turned his head to look at Wu Feng, and then, holding her wrist involuntarily, went out the door.

An Qing glanced at the back of his head, a triumphant smile curled up on the corner of her mouth.

She knew he couldn't leave her alone.

"Sir, sir..."

An Qing hurriedly followed behind him, frowning and whispering his name.

"My name is Fu Jingchen, just call me Mr. Fu." Fu Jingchen stopped and turned his head to look at her.

"Mr. Fu."

The girl called obediently.

"what happened?"

Her well-behaved appearance softened Fu Jingchen's gloomy eyebrows and eyes a little.

"It hurts~ My arm hurts from you pulling."

The girl's voice was soft and coquettish, but she didn't do it deliberately, like a cute little milk cat scratching his heart with its paws.

"Sorry, I'm slow." Fu Jingchen's eyes darkened a little, and he looked down at her blood-stained arm and apologized.

On a Rolls Royce.

"Roll up your sleeves, I'll give you a simple bandage first."

Fu Jingchen opened the medicine box, took out iodine, and spoke.

An Qing obediently rolled up her sleeves and stretched out her injured arm in front of his eyes.

The girl's arms were very thin and white, and the long bright red wounds lying on the skin were particularly eye-catching.

Fu Jingchen frowned slightly.

She got hurt trying to save him, she didn't have to.

Fu Jingchen poured iodine on the cotton swab, raised his eyelids and looked at her. Seeing her frowning, her big wet eyes were full of tension, he reminded softly, "it will hurt, bear with it."

"Yeah." An Qing pursed her lips and nodded.

Fu Jingchen gently applied iodine to her wound.

Although this little pain was nothing to An Qing, in order to maintain her personality, she still let out a coquettish snort and took a deep breath.

Fu Jingchen paused for a moment and looked up at her.

The girl's small face was pale, tears glistened in her almond eyes, her white teeth were biting her pink lips tightly, as if enduring the pain.

Fu Jingchen felt pity in his heart, and while disinfecting her with lowered eyes, he said, "what do you want?"

An Qing froze for a moment and blinked her eyes, "Huh?"

"You saved me. In return, I can promise you a condition. Tell me, what do you want?" Fu Jingchen said in a cold voice.

He doesn't like to owe others things, including favors.

"I……"

The man's face was neither far nor close, with long and thick eyelashes, and thin lips that never stained red under the tall and straight bridge of the nose.

An Qing looked at his handsome face and was distracted for a moment.

What does she want?
Of course it was him!
But at present, the possibility of him agreeing with each other with his body is almost zero.

"Say it, as long as I can do it."

After bandaging the wound, Fu Jingchen packed the medicine box, leaned back on the seat with a tall body and looked at her.

An Qing lowered her head, "I saved you just subconsciously, and I didn't want anything in return."

"No?" Fu Jingchen frowned slightly.

In the past, the other party couldn't wait to make a condition in such a situation, but this little girl didn't want it?
To be able to work as a waiter in this kind of place, the family conditions should not be very good. He threw such a big temptation to her, but she was not moved.

"No." An Qing shook her head.

The little girl huddled in the corner of the car, a small ball, in a tense and defensive posture.

Fu Jingchen snorted lightly. He said in the box that he was not afraid of him just now. He really pretended.

Yes, who would not be afraid of a gloomy and cold cripple like him?
"fear me?"

(End of this chapter)

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