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turned his head to the side of the window, looking at the neon outside the window, and the colorful light shone on Qiao Zixin's face.

The calmer Qiao Zixin's face was, the more complicated his heart became, thinking back to He Mingyuan's words just now.

"My home is your home" What does that mean, Qiao Zixin couldn't help but look at He Mingyuan.

He still didn't have any emotions.

The car soon arrived at He Zhai, and the driver Xiaobai quickly got out of the car and opened the door on He Mingyuan's side, but He Mingyuan did not go in directly after getting out of the car.

He Mingyuan bypassed the trunk of the car, came to Qiao Zixin's side, and happened to bump into Qiao Zixin's car door.

Qiao Zixin was stunned for a moment when he saw He Mingyuan in front of him.

He Mingyuan bent down to hug Qiao Zixin, "I can go" Qiao Zixin understood He Mingyuan's intentions at this time.

He Mingyuan ignored her and went directly to hug Qiao Zixin.

As soon as he got out of the car, Qiao Zixin felt that He Mingyuan's hand had slipped and he fell down.

Qiao Zixin instinctively hugged He Mingyuan's neck.

was originally close enough to him, but now she was forced to get closer to him, Qiao Zixin's heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and he could hear his heartbeat.

Her faint breath hit him on the neck out, lukewarm.

"That's right," He Mingyuan said with satisfaction.

What do you mean, the hand slip just now was deliberate, Qiao Zixin thought about such an adult, how naïve it was.

From the gate to the door of the villa, there is still a long way to go around a large swimming pool, and there are many servants of the He family, this way.

Everyone looked curiously at Qiao Zixin who He Mingyuan was holding, so many people looked at her, she felt very embarrassed.

"You let me down, everyone is watching us," Qiao Zixin really didn't want to be held by He Mingyuan like this in front of everyone, so he whispered to He Mingyuan.

He Mingyuan was indifferent, pretending not to hear, and continued to want to go.

Qiao Zixin looked at everyone's gaze, he was really embarrassed, so he put his head in He Mingyuan's arms, out of sight.

He Mingyuan walked to the door of the villa and met Sister-in-law Zhou, who said in surprise, "What's the matter, Miss Qiao is injured, do you want me to call Dr. Li over?"

"No, clean up Miss Qiao's room and bring the medicine box to my room," He Mingyuan said as he continued walking, while Sister-in-law Zhou followed He Mingyuan for a while.

Clean up my room, Qiao Zixin was confused, is it a room specially prepared for me, won't it? Don't be sentimental.

"I'll go and prepare," Listening to He Mingyuan's instructions, Sister-in-law Zhou turned around and went upstairs to prepare the room.

He Mingyuan carried Qiao Zixin up to the second floor and opened the door of his room.

"Isn't your room forbidden, no one else entered?" Qiao Zixin remembered the last time he accidentally broke into his room, and his expression was almost like eating himself.

"No, but haven't you also been in? I haven't seen you like that," He Mingyuan has the ability to talk to death.

Qiao Zixin didn't answer, He Mingyuan pushed open the door and put Qiao Zixin on the bed.

Qiao Zixin was like a wounded deer, curled up on the bed.

No, more precisely, a fawn to be slaughtered.

When He Mingyuan unbuttoned his suit, Qiao Zixin was startled, "What are you going to do," Qiao Zixin instinctively stepped back.

He Mingyuan ignored her and continued to drag off the suit.

Qiao Zixin's eyes were staring closely at He Mingyuan's every move.

He Mingyuan took off his coat and threw it on the sofa next to him, unbuttoned the cuffs of his white shirt, and rolled up the sleeves of his shirt, revealing his white arms.

Qiao Zixin was stunned for a while, why is his skin so good, better than a girl's skin.

He Mingyuan rolled up the sleeves of his shirt, and looked up just in time to see Qiao Zixin looking at him stupidly.

When Qiao Zixin met He Mingyuan's gaze, he turned his head to look away.

He Mingyuan walked to the edge of the bed and sat down, and Qiao Zixin stepped back again, as if he was guarding against a thief, guarding against He Mingyuan.

"Are you afraid of me, or are you thinking about something you shouldn't think about," He Mingyuan's words made Qiao Zixin bury his head in shame on his curly leg and ignore him.

Qiao Zixin also felt that he was thinking too much, and he shouldn't be cranky.

Sister-in-law Zhou knocked on the door and came in, holding the medicine box in her hand, and walked in front of He Mingyuan, "Young master, the medicine box you want,"

"Give it to me," He Mingyuan took the medicine box and put it on the bed, Sister-in-law Zhou looked at He Mingyuan with a strange expression, she was surprised, Qiao Zixin couldn't understand it.

"Young master, do you want me to help?" Sister-in-law Zhou saw He Mingyuan holding the medicine box.

"No," He Mingyuan's answer was always that simple.

"You don't like the smell of medicine in the house, you wait a minute, Miss Qiao's room will be cleaned up soon. Sister-in-law Zhou couldn't understand it.

Usually, He Mingyuan's room is not allowed to enter except for Sister-in-law Zhou, and there is no medicinal smell or anything with medicinal smell.

And today, for Miss Qiao, I also made an exception, let Miss Qiao into her room, and openly took the medicine box into the house.

Looking at the rules set by the young master, it doesn't count in front of Miss Qiao.

"You go out first," He Mingyuan said as he opened the medicine box.

Sister-in-law Zhou left with a puzzled face, and when she closed the door, she also glanced at He Mingyuan, which was incredible.

He Mingyuan opened the medicine box and took out a bottle of potion, which should be disinfectant water or something, and glued the potion with a cotton swab, and the air smelled like alcohol.

He Mingyuan held a cotton swab stained in medicine, and Qiao Zixin felt like he was about to get an injection.

Qiao Zixin didn't know why the wound hurt inexplicably, she was a little afraid of taking medicine.

"Reach out," He Mingyuan's white palm stretched out.

Qiao Zixin didn't move for a long time, looking at He Mingyuan's outstretched hand.

He Mingyuan's cold eyes glanced at Qiao Zixin, and that look was not resistible.

Well, in other people's territory, you have to be obedient.

Qiao Zixin obediently stretched out his injured arm and put it in He Mingyuan's palm.

The moment He Mingyuan's hand held Qiao Zixin's arm, Qiao Zixin felt the faint temperature on He Mingyuan's hand, which was very warm.

He Mingyuan seriously helped Qiao Zixin clean up his wounds, and his serious appearance was particularly charming.

The cotton swab was particularly painful on the wound, Qiao Zixin couldn't help but retract her hand, and He Mingyuan held her arm tightly.

"It hurts," Qiao Zixin's arm hurt for a while, it really hurt.

"Don't move," He Mingyuan said in a stern voice.

"Who made you so, accidentally, fall"

The word "fall" He Mingyuan deliberately accentuated his tone.

Qiao Zixin heard He Mingyuan's sarcasm, but he didn't argue, he knew that he couldn't talk about him, so he surrendered.

"If you can't lie, don't say it, it's full of loopholes when you talk about it," Although Qiao Zixin chose to remain silent, He Mingyuan did not intend to let her go.

"You know that I went to the hotel to listen to Lei Shu's report, and you said that you fell by yourself," He Mingyuan looked at Qiao Zixin.

"I have no experience in lying for the first time," Qiao Zixin said without looking up, looking at his wounds.