Ye Qianshu said, and glanced at the people on the ground vaguely, and made a look of regret:

"If I had found out earlier that I had given the wrong room number, this wouldn't have happened to you."

Ye Qianshu said, his eyes instantly retracted.

The misty eyes were instantly filled with a layer of water, and the eyebrows were slightly frowned, with a sense of Xizi holding the heart.

People can't wait to immediately step forward to smooth the wrinkles of her eyebrows, and take her into their arms to comfort her.

But now facing Ye Qianshu is Nanxun.

Seeing Ye Qianshu's expression, Nan Xun was even more disgusted with her in his heart.

Ye Qianshu just said that he gave the wrong room number, so he was worried about taking a look.

She felt that Ye Qianshu was worried that the matter would be revealed, so she came over, right?

Nan Xun sneered in his heart.

But she didn't reply to Ye Qianshu, but turned around and took Jiang Xiubai's hand, seeing the redness and swelling on Jiang Xiubai's ten fingers, Nanxun's face was instantly covered with a thick sense of distress.

The eyeballs rolled in the sockets in an instant, and Nanxun said in a hoarse voice, looking extremely distressed and worried.

"In vain, your hands are injured like this, I'll take you to the hospital to rub some medicine."

Jiang Xiubai came back to his senses from his own world when he was held by Nanxun's hand.

Feeling the temperature of Nanxun, Jiang Xiubai only wanted to give her his life immediately.

Looking at Nan Xun's eyes filled with tears, Jiang Xiubai's heart ached slightly.

He said softly: "Xun'er, I don't hurt. ”

Immediately afterwards, Jiang Xiubai held Nanxun's hand.

Feeling a small lump in the palm of his hand, the dense mist in the depths of Jiang Xiu's white eyes became deeper and deeper.

He said again: "Don't cry, if you cry, I will hurt." ”

It hurts, it hurts.

Jiang Xiubai thought that if Nanxun could be happy and happy forever, he was willing to exchange his life.

Nan Xun's face turned red instantly, and after hearing Jiang Xiubai's words, the expression on his face was a little more sincere.

Nan Xun felt that his head might have been caught by the door panel.

Otherwise, how could she think of throwing Jiang Xiubai, the little milk dog, to Ye Qianshu, a woman with water-based poplar flowers and incomparably white lotus.

Even if the male and female protagonists do have an aura of mutual attraction, Nanxun wants to pinch the attraction between them.

Pinched to the point of sparks, don't even think of sparks!

Of course, she doesn't have much affection for Jiang Xiubai now.

It's just that when Jiang Xiubai protected her and beat the man on the ground just now, it made Nanxun feel that he was a little careful.

And Ye Qianshu's approach is indeed disgusting to her.

Even if Jiang Xiubai is dark and ruthless, Nanxun still doesn't want to give Jiang Xiubai to Ye Qianshu, a woman.

At the very least—

Judging from Jiang Xiubai's current performance, Jiang Xiubai likes her.

If Ye Qianshu can snatch Jiang Xiubai away from her, it can be regarded as Ye Qianshu's ability.

But now, Nanxun is not ready to let Ye Qianshu snatch her Jiang Xiubai away!

Even if Jiang Xiubai will dislike her in the future and will not love her, she doesn't want Jiang Xiubai and Ye Qianshu to get right!

Nan Xun thought about it, and the idea of keeping Jiang Xiubai by his side forever and letting Ye Qianshu stop talking about meat and not even drink a sip of soup became more and more intense.

She looked at Jiang Xiubai, and then spoke:

"In vain, let's go to the hospital."

Jiang Xiubai's face turned pale, and his tone was thick with nervousness: "What's wrong?" Is Xun'er injured? ”