When Ji Citing returned to the bedroom, he saw at a glance that Lin Manrong had not changed his clothes, and he was lying on the bed directly on the bed with his mobile phone in his arms.

After Ji Citing carefully helped Lin Manrong change his clothes, he took a set of clean clothes from the wardrobe and walked towards the guest room.

Until two o'clock in the morning, Lin Manrong turned over in a daze, and with a 'plop', the whole person fell directly to the ground.

"Whew~"

Lin Manrong held his head with one hand, and stood up with the other hand supporting the floor.

was dropped like that just now, Lin Manrong's sleepiness suddenly disappeared, and when he was about to climb towards the bed again, he vaguely found that the clothes on his body had been changed, and when he raised his eyes, the other side of the big bed was empty, and there was no shadow of Ji Citing at all.

Lin Manrong turned on the light, his eyes couldn't help but close tightly, and he looked up at the clock on the wall, only to find that it was already two o'clock in the morning.

"Ji Citing won't still be with Qiu Zeyu and hasn't come back, right?" Lin Manrong muttered to himself, and when he saw the pajamas on his body, the idea just now was instantly denied.

Lin Manrong walked out in slippers, pushed open the door of the study, and saw that it was pitch black inside, and there was no shadow of Ji Citing at all.

"In the evening, they will change my clothes and go to other places."

Lin Manrong looked puzzled, and when he passed by a guest room next door, Lin Manrong's footsteps suddenly stopped, and he saw a glimmer of light shining out of the hidden door in the guest room.

Lin Manrong pushed open the door of the guest room and walked inside, and deliberately slowed down his steps, and saw Ji Citing on the bed at a glance.

For a while, Lin Manrong's heart was an indescribable feeling.

It's the first time that Ji Citing has gone to the guest room to sleep.

Lin Manrong stood at the end of the bed, only to find that Ji Citing's sleeping posture seemed to be a little different from usual, Lin Manrong didn't think much about it, and saw that the bathroom light was also on, so he walked over and turned off the bathroom light.

'Collapse'

As soon as he turned off the light in the bathroom, Lin Manrong suddenly turned on the light again, and glanced down at the trash can on the side.

Inside the trash can is the clothes that Ji Citing just wore today.

Lin Manrong had doubts in his heart, walked to the side and picked up the clothes in the trash can, a faint smell of blood emanated in the air, and with the light above his head, Lin Manrong could still see that the marks on the black shirt were stained with blood.

Lin Manrong stood in place in a daze, as if he was petrified in an instant, and the thoughts in his mind were also extremely chaotic, the whole picture from the Ji family to Qiu Zeyu calling Ji Citing, Lin Manrong's brain instantly sobered up.

Ji Citing was indeed injured, and it was even more serious than he imagined, otherwise he would not have changed into a black shirt when he was in the Ji family's old house.

After a while, Lin Manrong took Ji Citing's clothes and walked into the bedroom, staring at Ji Citing on the bed for a long time.

"Ji Citing." Lin Manrong slowly opened his mouth, as if three words were squeezed out of his mouth.

The man on the bed moved slightly sideways, and when he touched the wound, his brows furrowed unconsciously, and when he opened his eyes, he saw Lin Manrong standing in front of him at a glance.

"How do you ......"

Before the words were finished, Ji Citing had already seen the black shirt that Lin Manrong was holding.

That shirt was changed when he came back, and he deliberately threw it into the trash, he didn't know that Lin Manrong would run to this room, and picked up the clothes he threw into the trash can.

"You take your clothes off." Lin Manrong opened his mouth expressionlessly, and his apricot-colored eyes couldn't help but turn a little red.

Ji Citing endured the pain in his back, lifted the quilt, got up and got off the bed, and pretended that nothing happened: "Mrs. Ji, you let me undress in front of you now?" ”

Lin Manrong didn't have any expression on his face, and asked with a firm attitude: "Can't you take it off?" ”

"Alright, big night, don't make any more trouble." Ji Citing's voice was rare and gentle, and he tried to hug Lin Manrong over, but his hand was pushed away as soon as he touched Lin Manrong.

Lin Manrong put the clothes in his hand in front of Ji Citing, "What is this? Aren't you ready to explain? ”

Ji Citing looked at the clothes on Lin Manrong's hands and did not speak, and there was no look on his angular face.

It seems that Lin Manrong already knows about this matter.

Lin Manrong saw that Ji Citing was silent, pursed his lips, let go and threw the clothes in his hand on the ground, and without saying a word, he directly raised his hand and took off the pajamas on Ji Citing's body.

The wheat-colored and firm skin instantly imprinted on Lin Manrong's eyes, and there was nothing in front of him.

Lin Manrong raised his eyes and looked at it, and when he saw the red marks on Ji Citing's shoulder, he subconsciously walked behind Ji Citing.

The red streaks one after another were very dazzling, and Lin Manrong was stunned for a long time, unable to say a word, and his eyes were unconsciously a little painful.

"I've seen it, you go to bed."

Ji Citing turned around, reached out and took the pajamas and put them on, pretending to be casual, holding Lin Manrong's hand and planning to walk outside.

Lin Manrong was like a puppeteer, standing motionless and stunned.

"You're so badly injured, why don't you let me know? Ji Citing, is there something wrong with you? Lin Manrong's eyes were scarlet, and he spit out a sentence from his mouth with difficulty, and his voice couldn't help but be a little choked.

Ji Citing saw that Lin Manrong's expression was not quite right, and reached out and rubbed Lin Manrong's head, "It's okay to think so much?" Aren't you afraid that your brain capacity is not enough? ”

Lin Manrong clenched her clothes with one hand, even if her brain capacity was not enough, she knew what happened to Ji Citing.

It is said that the old man Ji of the Ji family is ruthless and treats the Ji family very harshly, but he didn't expect to be so ruthless.

"I said I was fine, and it had nothing to do with you." Ji Citing obviously felt that something was wrong with Lin Manrong, and he couldn't help but be a little flustered in his heart.

Lin Manrong's mind was full of the picture he had just seen, and he endured it for a long time, but he still couldn't hold it back, crystal tears flowed out of his eyes, he stretched out his hand and pushed Ji Citing away from the side, and trotted out to the outside.

"Xiaoman!"

Ji Citing hurriedly followed, and when he walked into the bedroom, Ji Citing's footsteps were heard.

Lin Manrong sat on the sofa, smoking the tissues on the table one by one, tears flowed out like a flood, and he couldn't stop at all.

"Okay, why are you crying? It's just a small injury. ”

Ji Citing half-squatted in front of Lin Manrong, stretched out his hand to try to wipe the tears off Lin Manrong's face, and when he saw Lin Manrong crying, Ji Citing's mood was inexplicable

Some irritability, even distress.

Lin Manrong finally raised his head, and said in a choked voice: "Ji Citing, why are you like this?" You're all hurt like that, and you still say it's a minor injury? ”

"Alright, go to bed." Ji Citing is difficult to discourage, and his tone is also rare and gentle.

Lin Manrong ignored Ji Citing's words, and continued to take care of himself: "You sit here, I'll help you rub the medicine." ”

"It's already been brushed."

"Then ......" Lin Manrong was stunned for a moment, and suddenly didn't know what to say, "Then I'll help you tomorrow." ”

Ji Citing reached out and rubbed Lin Manrong's head, "Mrs. Ji, can I sleep?" Do you want to watch a patient stay up late with you? ”

Lin Manrong hesitated for a moment, thinking of Ji Citing's wound, she didn't have any way now, she sniffed, "Okay, then be careful yourself, don't touch the wound." ”

Seeing that Lin Manrong's mood had finally stabilized, Ji Citing got up and walked in the direction of the bed.

Tossed by just now, when Lin Manrong turned off the light, it was already three o'clock in the morning, and Lin Manrong didn't feel sleepy at all, just staring at Ji Citing on the side.

This time, Ji Citing was injured, it was indeed because of her, otherwise there would be no later things.

Early the next morning, Ji Citing got up early to wash in the bathroom, and the sound of running water sounded in the bathroom.

The soundproofing effect in the whole room is very good, but Lin Manrong was not woken up by the sound in the bathroom, but by the ringing of the mobile phone.

Lin Manrong squinted his eyes slightly, and took the phone over by feeling, always feeling that something was wrong, and just connected the call on the mobile phone, a girl's voice came in.

"Resigned, are you awake?"

Lin Manrong was stunned, his head, which was still dazed and not very sober just now, instantly seemed to be bombarded by something, and his brain immediately sobered up.

Resignation ......

Sounds so affectionate......

Lin Manrong swallowed his saliva, feeling a little uncomfortable and sour in his heart.

"Resign? Are you still sleeping? The person on the other end of the phone saw that there was no sound for a long time, and patiently continued to ask.

Lin Manrong's brain came to his senses at this time, and he reflexively took off the mobile phone, only to realize that the mobile phone in his hand was not his own at all, but Ji Citing's!

She said, why does it sound so wrong, and then look at the name on the phone, Yi Anqi?

Lin Manrong frowned, always feeling as if he had heard this name somewhere.

Under normal circumstances, few girls dare to call Ji Citing like this, and they are as intimate as they are now.

"I'm sorry, I'm washing up now, do you have anything to do?" Lin Manrong had a smile on his face and replied sweetly deliberately.

As soon as the words came out, there was no sound on the phone for half a day, as if it was as quiet as death.

Lin Manrong's heart floated through a touch of sorrow, no matter whether Mrs. Ji admitted it or not, but here in Ji Citing, she is the real Mrs. Ji, and other women want to fight Ji Citing's idea, no way!

Seeing that there was no sound on the phone for half a day, Lin Manrong deliberately continued to ask: "Huh?" Can you hear me? ”

"Oh, I can hear you, since he's busy, I'll call later."