Ning Xizhou sneered, "What are you afraid of?" ”

"Other women have my husband's number, and I can't be angry yet." Jiang Qinglime's voice was faint, and the cold voice just now didn't look like it came from her.

Not many people know about Ning Xizhou's private number, and those who can know his private number must have a good relationship with him.

Ning Xizhou heard the meaning of her words, it turned out that she had misunderstood something, and his expression softened a little, "It's not her, it's Jin Min." ”

She is not familiar with Jin Min, she has only met a few times, but she already has a grudge against Jin Min's gossip in her heart.

Jiang Qinglime's feet hurt for a while, and she pushed the man leaning on her body, "What's the matter?" If not, please don't lean on me. Once you enter the door, you don't have to lean on it, you can lie down. ”

Ning Xizhou glanced at her coldly, "You can't get out of bed when you lie down." ”

Ning Xizhou withdrew from her body and opened the car door, Jiang Qingli's face turned pale, and the pain in her feet became more and more obvious.

She was about to get out of the car and her feet were a little out of control. Ning Xizhou waited outside, and seeing that she didn't get out of the car for a long time, he was a little impatient, and he walked to the other side.

Seeing Jiang Qingling dragging her feet and getting out of the car, he noticed her abnormality, "What's wrong?" ”

Jiang Qingling glared at him fiercely, "It's not because of you, if it wasn't for you just now, how could I have twisted my foot." ”

Jiang Qinglime threw the pot at him.

Ning Xizhou's heart chuckled, and he only cared about being angry, but he didn't notice her abnormality.

Her feet hit the ground, trying to make her walk less ugly. As she walked past him, a low pressure came up from above her head.

Jiang Qingling hadn't withdrawn from the oppression yet, her feet had already left the ground, and she let out a sweat, "Ning, Ning Xizhou......"

Ning Xizhou hugged her and walked directly upstairs, without saying a word, but it was a sign of a storm.

His hand was on her waist, Jiang Qinglime was lying in his arms, and when he raised his eyes, he saw his tight jaw, like a lion with reverse hair.

Ning Xizhou put her on the sofa, "What's the matter?" ”

He was too calm, too calm to be emotionless.

Jiang Qinglime said casually: "I accidentally twisted it." ”

Ning Xizhou glanced at her coldly, got up and made a call, "Come over now." ”

——

More than twenty minutes later, the doorbell rang.

The door opened, and it was the doctor who had been there last time.

He was a little tired, he should have rushed over, "Young Master, what's wrong with you?" ”

Ning Xizhou led him into the door and pointed to the woman on the sofa, "Her feet." ”

Doctor Feng quickly walked up to her, took off her shoes, and saw that her feet were swollen by themselves, and he reproached: "My Young Master Ning, can you restrain yourself a little and hurt everyone's feet." ”

The battle is so fierce that even people's feet are injured, what a bird/beast!

As soon as Doctor Feng's words came out, Jiang Qingling raised his eyes and looked at the man with a gloomy face, "Did you hear it, be restrained." ”

Ning Xizhou's gloomy eyes fell on her red and swollen right foot, "How is it?" ”

"There's nothing wrong with the left foot, but the right foot is twisted, I'll give her some medicine, don't touch the ground these days."

Doctor Feng helped her deal with the injury on her foot, and warned Ning Xizhou again: "Young master, recently, it is better for you to be modest." ”

Ning Xizhou's face darkened, "Get out." ”

Doctor Feng was accustomed to it, and walked out with the medicine box twisted, "Remember to change her dressing." ”

Doctor Feng disappeared without a trace before Ning Xizhou was completely extinguished.

He looked at her red and swollen feet and asked in a low voice, "How many times is this?" ”