Chapter 137: Jing Ci's Weakness
Inside the villa
Seven children were placed on the big bed.. I didn't sleep well, and I still had nightmares. Jing Ci sat on the side, holding her little hand tightly, giving her a sense of security. The boy's brow furrowed... Apparently the little girl is not in good shape!
Bai Yan rushed back early the next morning.
The man is dressed in a white suit, his phoenix eyes are slightly narrowed, his thin lips are closed, and he looks good, but there is fatigue between his eyebrows...
The whole person is embarrassed! The rhetoric is simply unreasonable! I actually let him catch a plane back overnight... It's killing him!
"Doctor Bai! Young master in the bedroom.. You go in. As soon as Yue took his luggage, he asked people to take him to the bedroom.
Bai Yan frowned, and before he could ask what was wrong with Jing Ci, he was taken into the room.
There was a quiet little girl lying on the big bed, and Jing Ci was sitting next to her, the young man was very haggard, and he should have not rested all night.
Bai Yan swallowed the words of complaint stiffly...
"Jing Ci! What's going on! "Who is this cute and beautiful little girl? The little daughter-in-law that Jing Ci snatched back outside?
"Treat her!" The boy came back to his senses, glanced at Bai Yan, gave up his place, and motioned for him to come over.
Bai Yan opened his mouth and walked over with his medicine box.
"She's... Incubus? Bai Yan was stunned for a moment, and his big hand reached over to grab the little girl's arm, but he was pulled by Jing Ci, "Wear gloves." ”
With a cool tone, the white mourners under him forgot to come back to their senses.
Then he took out the gloves from the medicine box and put them on, and took the little girl's arm and examined it.
"Someone used amnesiacs?" How can this forbidden drug be used casually? How torturous.
"Zuo Chenjue did it!" That man, the time they fought each other, when he was thirteen or fourteen years old, disappeared for four whole years... When he came back this time, he dared to think about his little girl.
Damn it!
"The man? Your well water does not interfere with the river water." Bai Yan opened his mouth, took out a medicine from the medicine box, and injected the little girl into it.
"This only minimizes the pain of her nightmares...", the white mourner fell, holding the box and shutting it. As for the antidote to remember... I've got to look into... The success rate is not high... But I'll go through it! ”
"I want her to be 100 percent intact... Whitefall.. Haven't you been looking for news from that person? You can save her... I'll tell you where he is. "Jing Ci has never done anything like this...
Bai Yan finally knew, this little girl on the bed... It's the weakness and bottom line of Jingci!
"Good! Deal! Bai Yan smiled and left with the medicine box.
In the huge bedroom, only the sound of Qitong's steady breathing was heard.
The boy sat down, took the little girl's little hand to his lips and kissed it... Delicate and gentle.
When the little girl woke up, it was almost afternoon.
She blinked, only to realize that this place was completely different from the castle. It's familiar, it's mild.
A hint of surprise flashed in Qitong's eyes, there was no one in the room, she lifted the quilt and got out of bed, looking at everything in the room curiously.
The door to the master bedroom was pushed open. Jing Ci walked in. I saw that familiar figure walking around.
"Why don't you wear shoes?" The young man's voice was doting, but he reluctantly walked over and picked her up, and told her to sit gently on the bed.
Qi Tong was startled, nervously shrunk his head, and his little feet had nowhere to put them.
"There is a carpet on the ground, but you can't be barefoot... This bad habit has to be changed! Jing Ci knelt on one knee and took the shoes to put on the little girl.