Traveling through the mall: the rough man is wild and flirtatious

Chapter 88 The Woman Is Gone
Afterwards, he sprayed randomly at this person's facial features, and this person hugged his face and messed around.

Su Qingyuan glanced at her wrist, and it immediately became red and swollen.

With her physique, there will definitely be a lot of bruises.

Seeing that she was being hit, Wen Chen didn't dare to speak indiscriminately, so he could only stand aside and try not to disturb her as much as possible.

Unexpectedly, there is such a great energy in the body of a little girl, and she can deal with so many people by herself.

I don't know what method was used, these people just fell to the ground and cried and cried.

After a while, Su Qingyuan solved all these people. Looking at the men crying and crying, Su Qingyuan didn't feel sympathetic, and even kicked away some who blocked her way.

"I warn you, if you want to trouble me, you have to weigh yourself first, it's just courting death!"

Su Qingyuan was about to leave with big strides, but Wen Chen stepped forward and asked, "Miss Su, is she injured?"

"No, Mr. Wen, hurry back to Qingyun Villa, the town is not peaceful recently." Su Qingyuan's tone was not good, but she still answered.

"Can"

Before she finished speaking, Su Qingyuan turned around and left, her back was a little thin in the mountains and forests, so instead of catching up, she went to report to the official.

Still want to trouble Miss Su?
Wen Chen watched the officers and soldiers take everyone to the prison, and then remembered that her wrist was injured, bought a bottle of ointment, and suddenly came back to his senses, he didn't know where her home was at all.

I don't even know where she often appears.

Su Qingyuan's wrist was exactly as she expected, and it soon became bruised and purple, even spreading from both sides, reaching the back of the hand on one side and the forearm on the other.

When Su Qingyuan returned home, she pulled up her sleeves to cover up the bruises on her wrists, and took a look at Yan Nancen's door which was not closed tightly.

"Gu Yun, go and close the door for your father, this Mei Niang can't take care of anyone."

Yan Guyun nodded, "Mother, that woman left and was scolded by her father."

"Miss Mei is gone?"

Su Qingyuan pushed open the door and took a look. Sure enough, there was only Yan Nancen's Xiyan in the room, and there was no sign of Mei Niang.

"Your... is gone?"

"Let's go, or I will quarrel with you all day."

"Are you feeling sorry for your little one?" Su Qingyuan had just experienced a battle, and her mood was not smooth, and she spoke with guns and sticks.

Yan Nancen stared at her, "Su Qingyuan, I told you, I have nothing to do with her."

Su Qingyuan sat on the stool opposite him, "I didn't say you were related, what are you explaining? Don't you know that explaining is equal to covering up?"

Yan Nancen knew that this person had a strong mouth, so it was impossible for him to speak against her.

"I'm hungry and need something to eat."

Su Qingyuan shouted to the door, "Gu Yun, your father is hungry, bring in the porridge cooked by Mei Niang."

Then I heard Yan Guyun's voice, "Okay, mother."

Very straightforward, this Yan Guyun was not so straightforward when talking to him.

The porridge came in, and Su Qingyuan was about to let Yan Guyun feed it, but Yan Nancen gave Yan Nancen a look, and Yan Guyun hurriedly handed the bowl to Su Qingyuan, "Mother, I haven't read the book you just bought for me. , I’m going to read a book first.”

Then he ran out of the room with rapid steps, as if someone was chasing him.

Su Qingyuan looked at the porridge in her hand and sighed, "Your son loves learning so much, it must not be inherited from you."

"Why?" Yan Nancen asked.

"You look like this, do you think you like to learn?"

It doesn't seem to be the case. He didn't like the knowledge in books since he was a child. If he had to read books, he preferred to read military books. Most of the time he liked to practice martial arts with knives and sticks.

Su Qingyuan mixed the porridge, it was really porridge, as light as it wanted.

"You're not good either, you're a wounded patient, so I'll give you this porridge?"

"That's because you didn't cook it for me." Yan Nancen opened his mouth and took a mouthful of the tasteless porridge, it really wasn't tasty!
"You speak as if I'm sorry for you. It's because you have beautiful people to take care of you, and your eyes are full. You don't need to eat."

These words made Yan Nancen choke, "I've sent Mei Niang back."

"Why, before, you still looked like you were going to take care of your old age, why are you leaving now? She also has the heart?"

Su Qingyuan just didn't give him a good face anyway, and she was in a bad mood by those gangsters just now, so she must have been angry when she spoke.

Su Qingyuan handed out a spoonful of clear porridge, and Yan Nancen opened his mouth to take it. Although the clear porridge was not tasty and tasteless, he thought it was quite fragrant when she fed it.

With a glance, I saw a bruise between the wrists she handed over.

Although most of it had been covered by the sleeves, he still saw some.

"What happened to the hand?"

Su Qingyuan glanced at it and didn't care much, "It's nothing, just a small injury."

Yan Nancen propped up his hands and was about to sit up, "How did you do it?"

Seeing that she was about to sit up, Su Qingyuan quickly put down the bowl in her hand, "What are you doing? You can't use your hands now, or you will hurt your wound."

Yan Nancen gritted his teeth and wanted to get up, but Su Qingyuan had no choice but to reach out to help him, trying to minimize the possibility of his wound being torn open.

After finally helping him to sit up, she was about to bring porridge over, but when she turned around, she saw a can of medicine he handed out.

It seems to be a bit similar to the previous one. Anyway, the appearance of this thing looks very delicate, as if it was used by a woman.

In view of Mei Niang's incident before, Su Qingyuan subconsciously felt that the ointment belonged to Mei Niang.

No matter how bad it is, it belongs to another woman.

"I have medicine myself, it will be fine, thank you." The official refused.

Yan Nancen was still handing out the ointment, "Because of your constitution, the bruises won't dissipate so easily. You take it. The effect of this medicine is quite good. You will know it after using it."

Although these words sounded touching, Su Qingyuan still refused, "I don't want it, who knows which woman gave it to you, so I don't need it."

Su Qingyuan continued to feed, and could go out quickly after feeding.

"Who told you it's for women?"

"Isn't it obvious to you? This appearance is so delicate, don't say you use it yourself, look at your slovenly appearance, are you used to such beautiful things? Don't you think it's dirty?"

Su Qingyuan's words have been like this since ancient times, even if she lives again, it's just a few days of pretending before.

Yan Nancen suddenly laughed, the kind that laughed out loud.

It should be the first time for Su Qingyuan to feel this person's smile so much. After smiling, there is no one who doesn't want to get close to him.

"This ointment is a thing in the palace. The empress in the palace will be punished, and then the imperial physician will develop a special treatment for bruises. The concubine in the palace must not have marks on her body, so the effect of this ointment is very good. Not only does it last for a short time, but also Removes bruises completely."

Medicine in the palace?

Yan Nancen didn't wait for Su Qingyuan's reaction, and stretched out his hand to grab her wrist. Although this movement was not gentle, he could see his intentions.

(End of this chapter)