God even has a crush on me

Chapter 138 Overbearing Ning'er's Counterattack
Han Ning'er put down the bowl reluctantly, thinking that he would put the black face away immediately, but unexpectedly he said, "Put down the dishcloth too."

Han Ning'er raised her eyebrows, and put the dishcloth in the bowl just now, "What exactly do you want?"

"Wash your hands clean." He moved to wash the dishes.

Han Ning'er struggled to get down, but he didn't stop her. He gently put her down, and she obediently turned on the tap to wash her hands.

After finally washing her hands, she turned and glared at him, "Can you please clarify your words before doing anything?"

"You don't need to wash the dishes."

"..."

Han Ning'er really wanted to scold him for being sick, but if she didn't want her to wash the dishes, she just said it. What does it mean to hug her suddenly, it's really annoying! !

Just as he was about to speak, his cell phone rang suddenly.

He glanced at her, took out his mobile phone to answer the call: "Runxi."

——"Jimmy, Jack and the others had a conflict, come here quickly, I can't hold back the scene, it was in the bar last time."

"Don't worry, I'll be there right away." Fang Chengjun hung up the phone without talking nonsense.

When Han Ning'er heard the name he called out, she felt sour in her heart. Smelly Bingshan was really worried about his foreign friends, and went over immediately after answering the phone.

Fang Chengjun looked down at her pretty face, but she could look away, but unfortunately he was in a hurry and couldn't argue with her, so he whispered, "I'll go out for a while, don't touch these bowls, go to bed early."

After he finished speaking, he turned and left.

Han Ning'er bit her lip, although she was not reconciled, she couldn't help shouting: "Aren't you coming back tonight?"

"It depends." He replied with his back to her, changed his shoes, opened the door and left.

Han Ning'er clenched her fists hard, he was still spending the night outside... She didn't want to talk to him at all!
He also told her not to move these bowls, but she insisted on washing them all! ! ! !
So she washed all the dishes...

He told her to go to bed early, so she didn't listen to him and went upstairs to write a novel.

Back in the room, I immediately turned on the computer. Yesterday was a waste of a day, so I have to write quickly today.

The deadline for the competition ends on the 9th, and today is the 2nd, and her story has just begun, so I have to write it quickly...

Before I knew it, it was past 11 o'clock, and I was really sleepy, so I couldn't help but yawned.

At this time, there was some movement outside the door, and her heart trembled fiercely. Did he come back?

I didn't bother to turn off the computer, and hurried out, just in time to see him coming, and he really came back...

Inexplicably, a shallow wave broke out in her heart, it's good that she came back, she didn't spend the night outside.

When Fang Chengjun saw her, his eyes sank, he walked over quickly, and said in a deep voice, "What are you doing up so late?"

Han Ning'er snorted, and was about to choke him, when his eyes were suddenly attracted by the red scar on the back of his hand, as if his heart had been stabbed severely by a knife.

She quickly picked up his hand and looked closer at the scar. It looked like a knife wound, or it might have been pierced by glass.

"Did you fight with someone else?" She looked up at him, her tone full of questioning.

Fang Chengjun stood indifferently, glad that she cared about him, but he didn't want to be cared so much by her, because as much as she cared, she would worry as much.

"There was no fight, I was accidentally injured." He explained in a low voice.

Han Ning'er bit her lip, and finally couldn't help cursing: "You guys are all bad friends, if you are in danger, you will be pushed in, can't you stay at home and sleep well at night? You have to go out Be a hero, what if you get seriously injured next time? Have you ever thought that your body is also made of meat, not ice..."

She gushes so much that he wants to laugh.

Silly girl, I didn't expect her to be so nagging. I didn't notice this problem when I was a child.

"It's just a skin wound, it doesn't hurt." He couldn't help interrupting her scolding, fearing that if she continued to speak, he would panic himself.

"It doesn't hurt even if it's bleeding!" She glared at him, then grabbed his wrist instead, took him back to his room, and finally pushed him to sit on the bed.

"Don't move, I'll find you a medicine box."

Fang Chengjun obediently did not move.

After a while, Han Ning'er came back with a medicine box in her arms, and hurriedly opened the medicine box.

Suddenly remembered something, she raised her head and glared at him, "Are there any other injuries?"

"should not."

"What is called should, if there is, there is, if there is no, then say no!"

"Then we have to see if there is any." Fang Chengjun suppressed a smile, she was really domineering like this.

He can completely imagine that it must have been cultivated by her careless bastard brother.

Han Zhaolong, the bastard, has always been a big troublemaker since she was a child. Fighting is a common occurrence. He must have caused her a lot of trouble, right?

"Take off your clothes and show me!" Han Ning'er said this without thinking much.

I'm so pissed off by this guy, my brother is like this, so is he, so it's not worrying? ?
"Okay." Fang Chengjun nodded, silently unbuttoned his black shirt, and took it off...

Han Ning'er quickly suppressed her rushing girlish heart, checked his body up and down, except for the back of the hand just now, there were still some obvious bruises on his back and waist.

Obviously, he must have gotten into a fight.

Forget it, this guy is just like my brother, no matter how many times she says it, she will still drink, fight with people, or get into trouble... I don't want to talk about him.

Silently took out the medicine, and treated the obvious wound on the back of his hand first.

She moved very lightly, afraid of hurting him, and he endured the pain without making a sound, just quietly watching her every move, watching her finally tie a bow on his hand.

The corner of his mouth raised a beautiful arc, his heart became warm and a little acidic, this kid Han Zhaolong is so happy, he can receive a bow full of caring every time he gets hurt.

Next, she will apply medicine to the bruises on his body, and these actions may not be good for him.

When the cotton in her hand touched his wound, his whole body tensed up, and he whispered, "There's no need to wipe it here, it's not hurt."

"Didn't you see a big piece of purple?" Han Ning'er looked up and stared at him, ignoring him, and continued to rub the medicine on him.

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(End of this chapter)