As he spoke, Qin Xiaoqi also pretended to move his wrist.

Gu Pei's eyebrows were twisted together, and he burst into a rough voice in a low voice, and said angrily: "What's the matter with him Lu Qingchen?" When we broke up, Xiaoxing was sad like that, oh, he hooks his fingers now, do we Xiaoxing have to slap him again? ”

Originally, when Song Xingran chased Lu Qingchen, Gu Pei raised his hands and feet to oppose it, and when the two broke up, he knew that his conjecture was right.

They simply don't fit.

Now, what is it?

Qin Xiaoqi patted him on the shoulder and comforted: "I know you are sad and sad, manly, be a little more open-minded." ”

Prince Gu's temper came up, slapped Qin Xiaoqi's hand away, and shouted, "Qin Xiaoqi, don't talk to me." ”

Ning Zuo stood beside Lu Yibei and smiled happily.

Said to himself: "Just now, my boss must be protecting me, right?" ”

Lu Yibei glanced at him and said angrily: "Phew, I am sentimental." ”

Lu Qingchen came to the lounge with Song Xingran in his arms and put her on the sofa.

At this moment, Song Xingran's fair face was slightly red, and she was a little afraid to look at him.

Because of the weakness of the heart.

Lu Qingchen stood in front of her and looked at her condescendingly.

Suddenly, a strong sense of oppression struck, which made Song Xingran even more cowardly.

His dark eyes were fixed on her, as if he wanted to see something in her face.

After a long while, his deep voice rang out in the room.

"Why help him?"

He, referring to Ninzor.

Song Xingran raised his eyes, looking at him with a pair of wet eyes, clear and clean.

"Help, help whom?"

She blinked, not at all like she was lying.

Seeing her like this, Lu Qingchen sighed imperceptibly.

Then he half-crouched in front of her, staring at her injured place: "Dye, there is no next time." ”

The girl he holds at the tip of his heart can't be touched by anyone.

Song Xingran was looked at by him like this, and suddenly felt a little uncomfortable, and recalled the scene that day when she hugged him and took the initiative to ask for reconciliation.

I always feel like a loss.

It's shameless.

It's embarrassing.

Whether it was before or now, it seems that she is taking the initiative.

The most important thing is that she said that day and he didn't even give her any response!

It's infuriating.

At this time, Xiao Yang pushed open the door and came in, handing the medicine in his hand to Lu Qingchen.

"Sir, medicine."

After speaking, he looked at Song Xingran and went out again.

Lu Qingchen opened the box, squeezed out the ointment, and gently smeared it on her.

The cold feeling on his legs hit, but Song Xingran's cheeks were hot and hot.

"I can actually do it myself."

Her voice was low, like a mosquito.

The arrogant and domineering attitude before disappeared without a trace in front of Lu Qingchen.

Lu Qingchen didn't stop the movements of his hands, and he didn't even lift his eyelids.

Song Xingran felt the two words.

Indifferent.

Although she knew that Lu Qingchen was such a character, she was injured now, and she was also injured.

What happened to coaxing the wounded?

Song Xingran pursed his mouth, obviously unhappy.

Before she had to do it, she might kick him.

But now...... Song Xingran, who had touched the other side of him, didn't dare.

She moved her lips, trying to lose her temper, but saw him suddenly look up.

The bottomless eyes looked at her, his thin lips opened lightly, and his voice was low and hoarse: "Dye, I never thought of breaking up with you." ”