The wealthy and the cold are chasing love: the cute little wife

Chapter 178 Protecting (3)

Qi Hao quickly jumped out to smooth things over, "Miss Han, she can't speak, don't mind, I will always welcome you on behalf of the Qi family, you are the most honored guest of our Qi family."

Yingying was very dissatisfied and shouted angrily, "Haohao."

"Shut up." He winked desperately, and she was startled, regretting that she forgot Shao Zhe, he heard what he said just now, so she must be unhappy, what should I do?
Hmph, it's all to blame for this dead girl, deliberately framing her.

While the siblings were talking, Danqing withdrew resolutely, limping away.

Qi Hao was anxious, "Miss Han, is your foot okay? I'll ask the doctor to come and have a look."

Yingying spoke sourly, and refused to let her go, "If anything happens, she will pretend to be pitiful. Who will accept such a trick, don't trust her."

As soon as the words were finished, Shaozhe strode forward, without saying a word, bent down and picked her up, and walked out without looking back.

Now Yingying was dumbfounded, anxious and afraid, "Shaozhe, Shaozhe, stop and don't leave."

Qi Hao was very helpless, he wholeheartedly helped her smooth things over, but he was far behind her speed of self-destruction.

If you do evil by yourself, you cannot live.

"Hey, sister, do you want to keep brother-in-law, or do you want to drive him away?"

How can a person who is usually very smart become confused at a critical moment?
Yingying's face turned green and then white, and as soon as she saw the vixen's face, she couldn't control it, her anger quickly overwhelmed her rationality, and she began to speak indiscriminately without being controlled by her brain.

"Of course I want to keep him, please help me find a way."

Shaozhe didn't say anything, and took Danqing into the hotel silently, regardless of the Qi family's brothers and sisters' repeated attempts to persuade him to stay.

Sitting on the sofa, Danqing watched him busily arranging everything by himself, wringing his little hands uneasily, and suddenly found that he was not used to being alone with him, and could never find that kind of comfortable and safe place. Feel.

Time is like the wind, taking away many precious things.

She hesitated for a long time, "brother, do you want to call her?"

Both of them knew who she was, and he said coldly, "No need."

He doesn't need to explain to anyone what he does, if he can't accept it, get out.

He arranged everything, the doorbell rang, the waiter brought an ointment, he took it, closed the door, and walked over to her.

For some reason, she panicked, "I'm sorry, it's all because of me..."

No matter what happened, she always chose to protect her in front of outsiders, and she was very moved.

But can you give her a little more trust?
He took a deep look at her, and said in a cold voice, "It's none of your business."

He knelt down on one knee, rolled up his trousers carefully, and picked up the ointment to help her apply the ointment. His little jade feet were small and exquisite, white and lovely, as shiny as jade, and his little toes were as tender as green onions.

The tentacles were as smooth as silk, the mind was shaken, and the strength was a little heavier.

She gasped and shrank her feet.

His hands stiffened, "Does it hurt you? Endure it." His movements were much gentler.

The cool ointment gradually melted with his gentle rubbing, soaked into the skin, exuding a faint fragrance.

The skin he touched was as hot as fire, and it quickly spread around.

His focused expression was so gentle, she looked at him obsessively, and she couldn't bear to blink her eyes.

Even if I had never dreamed of this scene, I felt so happy.

As time went by little by little, the two of them completely forgot everything, one lowered his head to the wound medicine, the other gazed at selflessly, all kinds of feelings were in his heart, and a touch of tenderness lingered around.

(End of this chapter)