Rong Yuan.

On the way back, Lu Qingchen didn't say a word, it was obviously summer, and the cold air around him seemed to be able to freeze people to death.

Song Xingran felt that Lu Qingchen might have been a refrigeration machine in his last life.

It's still quite expensive.

Song Xingran was held by Lu Qingchen and placed on the sofa in the living room.

Aunt Fang immediately came over with the medical kit: "Young Master, this is a medicine for bruises, for external use." ”

Lu Qingchen took it, opened the lid, and lightly lifted Song Xingran's hand with one hand.

Take the medicine and help her to apply it.

He crouched in front of her, his bony hands rubbing gently.

This medicine is similar to safflower oil, a pungent smell came, and his hand hurt, Song Xingran subconsciously shrank his hand.

"Don't move."

His voice was hoarse, with a hint of displeasure.

"But I hurt."

Song Xingran said squeamishly, frowning.

Her white wrist was already red, slightly swollen, and it hurt when she looked at it.

He still has a cold face, who is used to this stinky temper?

Lu Qingchen looked at her hand, his eyes darkened, and his voice softened unconsciously.

"I'll take it lightly."

As he spoke, the movements of his hands were really much lighter.

The cold feeling hit, and Song Xingran felt that it didn't seem to hurt so much.

Ling Xiao stood not far away, with her hands behind her back, standing straight and not squinting.

She could hear Song Xingran's delicate whining voice, which was disgusting.

It's just that the muscles in the hands are injured and swollen, so you need to cry like this?

It's squeamish.

The so-called pampering and arrogance, that's probably it.

Song Xingran looked at the handsome face that was close at hand, moved his lips and said, "Why did you go to the bar tonight?" ”

Hearing her question, Lu Qingchen raised his eyes and said lightly: "That group of people is from a certain criminal gang in the world, Ning Xiaoxiao accidentally heard the content of their transaction, so those people wanted to kill her." ”

"As for why I went there, Dye, what do you think?"

Song Xingran: "......"

She blinked, her amber eyes filled with doubt, and suddenly, she figured it out.

"Looking for me?"

Lu Qingchen stopped what he was doing, and his clean hand pinched her chin.

"Not stupid."

Song Xingran kicked him with his foot, and shouted dissatisfiedly: "Are you stupid? ”

"You pinch me."

pinching her chin at every turn, what a domineering and rude man.

Seeing that Lu Qingchen still didn't let go, Song Xingran kicked his calf again.

The man's expensive black suit pants obviously had two gray marks.

Dirty.

Lu Qingchen glanced at her dirty pants and grabbed her ankles helplessly.

There was pampering in his eyes.

was about to coax her, but was interrupted.

"Miss Song, please be respectful to Mr."

Ling Xiao really couldn't stand it, this woman was simply lawless.

She actually kicked Mr. with her foot?

Didn't she know that the person in front of her was the head of the Lu family, with a noble status, and no one dared to disrespect him in the world?

In her heart, Mr. is like a god, and no one is qualified to do this to him.

Song Xingran heard Ling Xiao's words, lowered his eyes, and looked at his feet.

Respect?

This is the first time that someone has asked her to respect Lu Qingchen a little.

It's a very noble word, but it's not appropriate for her to be used on Lu Qingchen.

Song Xingran raised his eyes and said with a sneer: "Miss Ling has never been in love, has she?" ”