"I don't know how to bring some mosquito repellent potion when camping." Ning Xizhou pulled down her hand that was about to touch her face again, "Don't touch it, there are bacteria on your hands." ”

Jiang Qinglime was scorched, she was really afraid that this face would be ruined, she wanted to sit up from the bed, but was held down by Ning Xizhou, "Don't move, I'll go over and get the medicine." ”

Jiang Qingling's mind was touched by him, and the warmth given to her by the invincible King Ning Yan, and the shock given to her made her feel more firm in her heart.

After a while, Ning Xizhou walked into the bedroom with disinfectant and cotton swabs in his hands.

Jiang Qingling looked at him cautiously, "Will it be disfigured?" ”

Ning Xizhou dipped the cotton swab in disinfectant in her hand and wiped the dark red pimples on her face, "It's okay to be disfigured, so as not to hook up all day long, which makes people worry." ”

"I'm so disfigured, you don't feel sorry for the pimples on my face all day long?" Jiang Qinglime chuckled and let the cold cotton swab wipe on his face.

"It'll be gone in a day or two." Ning Xizhou put down the cotton swab and applied ointment to her face, "It's common sense to bring some anti-mosquito potions for wild camping. ”

Jiang Qingling felt that her face was cold, and the itchy feeling was gone, she raised her eyes and crashed into the man's deep eyes, and her heartbeat suddenly accelerated.

The two were very close to each other, Jiang Qingling heard his own heartbeat, and also heard his heartbeat, listening to each other's heartbeat, those gloom in his heart dissipated.

Ning Xizhou rubbed her head, "Didn't you say you had a headache just now?" Didn't sleep well? ”

Jiang Qinglime nodded, "The sleeping bag is too thin, so it's a little cold, and I didn't fall asleep much at night." ”

"You go to bed first, and I'll call you when it's time." Ning Xizhou looked at the watch in his hand, "You can still sleep for three hours, and I will come and call you in three hours." ”

"I want to sleep until tomorrow morning."

"Sleeping too much is not good for your health." Ning Xizhou paused, "After a while, I'll take you to meet someone one by one." ”

Although Jiang Qingling was not very happy, she still nodded, hoping that Ning Xizhou would leave quickly and not disturb her sleep.

Ning Xizhou took the cotton swab and potion in his hand and went out of the room and closed the door for her.

Ning Xizhou, who walked to the living room, dialed a phone, "There are some things we need to talk about." ”

"It's a miracle that Ning Shao actually took the initiative to ask me out." The person over there smiled, "What does Ning Shao want to talk about?" ”

Ning Xizhou's voice was indifferent and a little gloomy, "What is called wishful thinking when talking about it." ”

The man over there replied briskly, "Wishful thinking, it sounds quite interesting, let's make an appointment." ”

Ning Xizhou hung up the phone and sent the address and time.

Uncle Zhong looked at Ning Xizhou who hung up the phone in the living room with palpitations, and he said cautiously: "Young master, young grandmother? ”

Uncle Zhong went to the pavilion in the backyard when he came back from Jiang Qinglime, he didn't want to get involved in the affairs between the young master and the young grandmother, and any contradictions could only be solved by themselves.

However, seeing Ning Xizhou's face so gloomy, Uncle Zhong felt that the young grandmother was probably suffering.

Ning Xizhou said in a deep voice: "Eventful. ”

"Young master, young grandma is still young, and her playfulness may be a little older, but she is not a person without measure, so it's better for the young master to find out." Uncle Zhong is basically sure that the young master has tossed people hard.

At this moment, I tossed so much that I didn't even have a voice.

Ning Xizhou rubbed his eyebrows, raised his eyes lightly, and looked at Uncle Zhong, Uncle Zhong shrank for a moment, knowing that he had talked a little too much, "I'm sorry young master, I'm talking too much." ”

Ning Xizhou didn't want to dwell on this issue, "Did you find out who sent the photos?" ”

"It's the eldest lady of the Jiang family, Jiang Qingyi." Uncle Zhong said truthfully.

Ning Xizhou pursed his lips with a mysterious expression.