What Jiang Mingxia was about to say was interrupted by a sudden "ding" from the elevator. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The elevator doors opened, and people came in one after another. Jiang Mingxia immediately shut up.

They were all people who rushed home from work, Xiao Qingqing was caught off guard by the people who were crowded in, his body was unstable, and the whole person was thrown to the ground.

She closed her eyes in panic, tightened her waist, and leaned against a strong chest, avoiding the tragedy of falling. The people in the back were still squeezing in, and for a while, the narrow space was full and immobile.

If it was usual, Xiao Qingqing would definitely have to complain about such crowding, but at this time, she was grateful, grateful for such crowding, which allowed her to have such intimate contact with the person she liked.

Xiao Qingqing felt that Jiang Mingxia was very tall, and she was only at the position of his chest, and her eyes were on the button of his coat, the first button very close to his chest. Her breath was from his body between her exhalation and inhalation, making her blush and heartbeat, and the male hormonal breath mixed with his unique clear breath made her nervous and straight.

He locked her in his arms, forming a protective circle to keep her from crowds, and this sense of security fascinated her.

The numbers on the display kept jumping down, and she prayed for a little longer.

Jiang Mingxia's chin was slightly raised, his nose was too high, slightly away from the unfamiliar breath of the girl in his arms, and the smell of Chanel No. 5 perfume on the girl's body was faintly inhaled into his nose, unlike the unique and elegant smell of Li Weiwei, which made him a little uncomfortable for a while.

He regretted that his hero saved the United States for a while. But he watched a girl fall and face the danger of stampede, as a citizen with normal views, not reaching out to help is a condemnation of conscience.

Soon Jiang Mingxia breathed a sigh of relief, and the elevator finally stopped. The door opened, and the people inside rushed out, and in the next second, only Jiang Mingxia, who was squeezed in the corner, and Xiao Qingqing in his arms, were left inside.

Jiang Mingxia pushed Xiao Qingqing away slightly, and this time, Xiao Qingqing, who was still greedy for the breath on Jiang Mingxia's body, didn't have time to stand up, and his feet were broken.

A cry of pain startled Jiang Mingxia.

"What's wrong?"

Xiao Qingqing's voice was pitiful, and he held Jiang Mingxia's arm tightly with both hands.

"Brother Jiang, my foot is broken, it hurts, hiss・・・・・・"

Jiang Mingxia didn't dare to move for an instant, and let Xiao Qingqing support him to stand up slowly.

"How's it going? I'll help you out. Jiang Mingxia was a little apologetic, if he hadn't been in a hurry to push her away, she wouldn't have broken her feet.

Xiao Qingqing held Jiang Mingxia's arm with some pride in her heart, although her feet hurt a lot, but being able to get close to Jiang Mingxia like this, the pain was worth it.

"I'll help you to the front desk and sit down!"

Xiao Qingqing responded softly: "Okay." ”

Helping Xiao Qingqing to sit down, Jiang Mingxia asked Xiao Qingqing a little helplessly: "Does it hurt badly, do you want me to take you to the hospital?"

Xiao Qingqing's hand pressed against his ankle, and his face did not hide the pain.

Jiang Mingxia still decided to send Xiao Qingqing to the hospital to have a look, "You wait for me here, I'll drive the car to the door." ”

Xiao Qingqing nodded obediently. Looking at Jiang Mingxia's departing broad back, the warmth in his eyes floated like a little fluorescence.

Xiao Qingqing vaguely knew that Jiang Mingxia would leave immediately after work, there must be something.