Chapter 1824 The mobile phone, which was stepped on

Yao Rong listened and smiled. Girl()

"Don't worry about it, don't worry about this little injury! Now the most important thing is that we need to find out what went wrong. Yao Rong shook his head and helped Zhuo Song up.

She got up, looked at her phone, and was trampled on.

"Zhuo Song, you borrowed my phone to send me a message. Yao Rong said, reaching out to hold Zhuo Song's mobile phone.

Zhuo Song wanted to stop it, but unfortunately it was too late.

Yao Rong took her mobile phone and clicked into the message, wanting to compile a message, but found a message coming in, she clicked in with her fingertips and glanced at the content.

The phone fell to the ground, her eyes were glazed, and she looked up at Zhuo Song.

At this moment, Zhuo Zhen took off her coat, took the glass, poured a glass of water for her, took the medicine box with her hand, and heard the sound of the phone dropping.

"Rongrong, why are you uncomfortable?" Seeing this, Zhuo Song put down the medicine box and walked over.

Yao Rong was a little flustered, squatted down, picked up the phone, smiled reluctantly, and said, "It's okay, your hand is slipping!"

"I'll take the medicine for you first, and then let me ask the water to take a look, although it is a small injury, but if it is not handled properly, it will also fall to the root of the disease. Zhuo Song nagged while giving her medicine.

Yao Rong sat on the sofa and looked up at Zhuo Song.

The man bent over, rubbing the wound on her arm, his face was extremely serious, and every movement was calm but careful, as if he was afraid that it would hurt her.

"Zhuo Song ....." Yao Rong's lips moved, and he called his name affectionately.

"Shhhh Zhuo Song's voice was hoarse, with a certain pity, and his movements were also gentle, afraid that she would hurt, so he rubbed his fingertips a few times.

"Buckle up. "There was a knock on the door outside, asked the water to push the door, and stood outside.

"Ben Shao is waiting for you outside. Wen Shui said, looking at them lightly, his tone was mixed with a lot of unhappiness, obviously in a bad mood.

Zhuo Song stood up and said to her, "You can lie down." ”

"Good. Yao Rong nodded, leaned back on the sofa, looked at Zhuo Song's tall figure, and looked down at his mobile phone, as if it weighed a thousand catties.

She clutched his phone and leaned back with wide-eyed eyes looking at the ceiling.

"Zhuo Song, what's wrong with you?" Yao Rong stretched out his hand, rubbed his temples, and was silent for a long time.

She held her mobile phone and never sent a message to Gu Chuyan, but got up, walked to the floor-to-ceiling window, propped her hands on it, and looked down at the flowers and plants outside the windowsill, thoughtful.

Inside the house, he asked the water to check for Yao Shengba, got up and walked out.

"It's okay, it's a drug effect. Wen Shui shook his head, stretched out his hand to pull the collar, took two steps out, paused, and turned to look at Zhuo Song.

"Is your business going well?"

Zhuo Song listened, lit a cigarette, and took a puff.

"It's going well for the time being, you don't have to worry about Han. Zhuo Song said, he leaned there, looking at the face of the water demon, full of unhappiness.

Zhuo Song smiled lightly, leaned forward, stretched out his hand on Wenshui's shoulder, and asked in a deep voice: "Your face is full of desire//begging/full, talking about women?"

"Go, do you need it?" asked Shui to listen, pushed Zhuo Song away, and walked out.

After thinking about it, he took the bottle of medicine and threw it back, and Zhuo Song reached out to catch it.

"You have a gunshot wound on the leg that is poisonous, just apply it if you have nothing to do, don't. Ask Shui said coldly, and walked out anxiously.

It's a pity that when he walked to the front yard.

A figure rushed over, reached out and grabbed him by the collar, covered his mouth with a large palm, and dragged him into a corner.

The corner is dark, the five fingers are missing, the man forcibly pressed against the wall, his hands are held high, and his chin is pinched.

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