A smug sneer appeared on the corner of Jiang Rong's mouth!!

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In this way, their threat is gone.

The fanning whispered at the moment: "Ugly, what's the matter with you?" In front of everyone, how can you let Mrs. not get off the stage like this?! ”

Her voice was not loud, and Mrs. Chongding couldn't hear it, but Mrs. Zi could hear it clearly.

Mrs. Chongding's laughter made Mrs. Zi unable to get off the stage, and her face was red and red, and she was angry.

Now that Jiang Rong is so angry, the anger is even stronger, and he raised his hand at the moment and slapped him unceremoniously.

"!!"

Ling Luoyu's eyes were cold, and he pretended to be panicked and raised his hand to block it.

The moment she raised her hand, she instantly grabbed the hot teapot and bumped into Madame Zi's slender jade hand.

"Ah......" screamed, and Mrs. Zi jumped up.

"Madame......"

Jiang Rong and the others also changed their faces greatly, and they exclaimed and surrounded them.

"Madame, how are you?"

"Madame's hand is burned, go get the ointment and ......"

“……”

Mrs. Zi's maids made a mess, and Mrs. Chongding also pretended to come up.

"What's wrong? What happened to my sister's hand? ”

Mrs. Zizi's tender white fingers were already red and swollen into red-skinned shrimp at this time, and dozens of blisters of different sizes were scalded on the back of her hands.

Mrs. Zi just screamed, as if she had lost her soul, and her face was pale: "My hand ...... My hand...... My hands are wasted......"

Jiang Rong held her wrist to prevent her from scratching: "What are you still doing in a daze?" Why don't you hurry up and get the burn ointment?? ”

The maids immediately looked at each other.

They're here to demonstrate, oh no, they're guests.

Since it's a guest, who will go out with a burn ointment?!

In this place, there is only Mrs. Chongding.

But she saw Mrs. Zi's injury in her eyes, and she didn't say a word about letting people take the ointment, so how could they speak? ?

If she had the heart, she would have let her take it a long time ago, and she would have pretended that nothing had happened like she was now?

How could Mrs. Chongding not hear the words of Jiang Rong and the others, but she just pretended to be confused, and she just comforted Mrs. Zi.

"Sister, you wait a while, it's okay right away, it's good right away......"

Everyone said what a fart.

If you don't use ointment like this, you won't be better for the rest of your life.

But at this time, no one dared to mention the matter of the ointment, so as not to offend Mrs. Chongding, and one by one they were also bluffing to comfort Mrs. Zizi.

Madame Zi's screaming voice was hoarse, and the pain on the back of her hand became clearer and clearer.

"What about the ointment, why haven't you brought the ointment yet?"

Jiang Rong also pretended to shout at the people behind her: "A group of useless things, why are they so slow?!" Go and hurry, hurry up......"

Mrs. Chongding saw that Mrs. Zi's hands were getting purpleer and purple, and the blisters were getting bigger and bigger, so she deliberately got angry and drank angrily.

"Come on, let's see what's going on? You can drag on so slowly with an ointment......"

Sister Ma understood, and hurriedly bowed her head: "Slave and maid, let's go and urge!" ”

She grinded and chirped for a long time, and then she took the ointment and applied it to Mrs. Zi.

At this time, Mrs. Zi's voice was already hoarse, and the whole person was leaning on Jiang Rong's arms like a prostration, and she was weak.