Feng Jin was so angry that he grinded his back tooth sockets, pinched Hua Rong's wrist and got into the car.

At three or four o'clock in the morning in London, the temperature was already more than ten degrees below zero, and Hua Rongyi was pulled out of the warm waiting hall by Feng Jin, and the wound was blown by the cold wind, and it was so painful that it froze.

Her eyebrows furrowed, the pain was not unbearable, but the cold and pain were really uncomfortable. Feng Jin stood to the side, glanced at her, pulled open her woolen coat and wrapped her slender body in.

The man's body temperature was higher than hers, and Hua Rong was held in his arms and smelled the sweet scent of vanilla shower gel on his body.

A big man, and he still uses a shower gel that tastes so damny......

Hua Rong couldn't help but complain in her heart.

There is still a long way to go from the departure hall to the outside of the airport.

Although it is early in the morning, there is no shortage of people catching flights in places like airports.

There was a rush of people around, and they snuggled through the crowd.

The smell of vanilla and the faint smell of hormones on Feng Jin's body lingered in her nose, and after nearly twenty-five years of acquaintance, it seemed that they were so intimate in the crowd for the first time.

"Still cold?" He looked down in question, frowning slightly at her thin clothes.

"It's fine." Hua Rong replied with her head down.

Finally returned to the car, Feng Jin immediately turned up the temperature of the air conditioner, and watched Hua Rong sit in the passenger seat and smoke a few tissues to wipe the blood dripping from the wound, the woman lowered her head, she couldn't see clearly, but her breath was light, calm and silent. I didn't see any pain, and it didn't seem to care if I was forced back by him, just a tired and silent side face.

He doesn't know if Huarong is real or fake, it doesn't matter, it's just that she has a tolerant personality and is at ease with what she encounters, although she is strong, she will not be more tough. She's smart.

Feng Jin knew that she would run away if she found an opportunity.

He activated Cayenne, sighed softly, and drove to a nearby hospital.

The osteopathic doctor has not yet gone to work, and the emergency room is only an ordinary doctor on duty, who can only deal with simple trauma, and the hand that was broken by the flower face will not be picked up until eight o'clock in the morning when the doctor is at work.

Sitting lazily on a chair and holding her cheeks to look at the female doctor in front of her who was treating her wounds, Huarong's tone was indifferent: "Why bother so much, don't call, it's not right to disturb people's dreams." I don't care if I wait another three or four hours. ”

"You don't care, I do." Feng Jin glanced at her, took out his mobile phone and went to contact the expert who connected the bone to come over.

The air conditioner in the doctor's office was a little high, and Hua Rong hadn't slept for almost a day and a night, lying on the desk, cushioning her hands, and squinting her eyes and falling asleep.

By the time the doctor came, she was breathing evenly and sleeping soundly.

Feng Jin looked at her for a while, pinched her eyebrows, and walked over to wake her up, "Rongrong, get up, let's go film." ”

Hua Rong sighed, raised her head and glanced at Feng Jin, stood up from the chair with her high heels, and rubbed her eyes: "Let's go." ”

She looked sleepy and walked unsteadily, Feng Jin sighed and stepped forward to pick up the person from the ground.

Her weight, unexpectedly light, was held in her arms, slender and weightless.

Hua Rong was at ease with the encounter, found a place in Feng Jin's arms, and squinted and took a nap.

After filming, the old expert who was summoned by Feng Jin all the way wore reading glasses and looked at Hua Rong's X film for a while, and said to Hua Rong: "The finger injury is not very serious, just wait for the right position." How did you get your fingers like this? ”