Chapter Forty-Six: His Fault
Mrs. Chen greeted Ruan Jiang and gave them new slippers.
The heating was turned on inside, and when Jiang Yan went in, he instantly felt that his body was warm.
She followed Ruan Jianglin and left, not interjecting in the conversation between Professor Chen and him at all, and she had no intention of interjecting.
I have been sitting on the sidelines, and I don't dare to play with my mobile phone, and I always feel disrespectful.
"Lao Chen, I think you are really old and confused, leaving Xiao Jiang aside alone, you two old men are really good."
Mrs. Chen came out with the freshly heated dishes with a reproachful face.
Jiang Yan hurriedly said, "It's okay", she got up too quickly, and Ruan Jianglin held her waist.
She has always had a bad waist recently, and Ruan Jianglin still has to blame for this.
Especially after winter, after standing for a long time, there will be some dull pain, and I went to get a plaster a few days ago.
However, Ruan Jianglin said that the smell of the medicine was too big, and it smelled very strong, so she was useless.
Ruan Jianglin was afraid that she would flash, so he put his big palm against her waist and held it carefully.
Professor Chen saw these subconscious movements in his eyes, and in his impression, Ruan Jianglin had always been used to being alone, where could there be such a caring.
Ginger smoke has always had a light taste, and it is rare to have a meal so suitable for her appetite.
Seeing that her taste was also light, Mrs. Chen spoke: "I was worried that this meal was not to your liking." ”
Ruan Jianglin scooped a bowl of soup for her, "Her taste is similar to mine." ”
In order to accommodate this uncle, Ye Chen and the others used to order food every time they were like eating a meal, but they didn't expect Jiang Yan to be like this.
I teased them before, saying that they were together, and don't put salt in the meal.
She has a small stomach and eats slowly, and she is full without two bites, but no one gets off the table, so she accompanies her at the dinner table.
But the chair is too hard, not as soft as the sofa.
She sat for a while, and her waist was a little unbearable, like a cramp, and it hurt for a while.
But the pain is not so bad, or it hurts faintly.
She thumped the back of her hand on her waist slightly, and it was only slightly better.
Ruan Jianglin happened to see it, reached out and rubbed it for her, and asked her to sit on the sofa.
She had a cushion in the back to get better.
"Why is Xiao Jiang so young, and his waist is not very good?" Mrs. Chen spoke worriedly.
This young man always doesn't pay attention to health, he has these problems at a young age, what can he do when he is old.
Jiang Yan was asked a little and didn't know how to answer, could it be that he was born?
"I accidentally twisted it." She replied.
"Overexertion."
The two replied in unison, and Mrs. Chen didn't quite understand what the two meant, so she immediately said, "Huh? "Yes.
"People mean that because of excessive force, they accidentally twisted it, you look at you, this person is old, and his ears are really bad." Professor Chen translated the meaning for her.
Mrs. Chen gave him a blank look, and Professor Chen closed his mouth.
When he was teaching at school, he was a well-known strict wife at BGI.
It seems that after retirement, it is the same.
Then she went in and got a bottle of medicinal wine, which they had brewed themselves, and it was quite useful.
She let Jiang Yan into the house, saying that she was giving her a massage.
"This young man's illness can't be delayed, don't think it's good to drag it out."
When he walked to Ruan Jianglin's side, he didn't forget to nag: "As someone else's boyfriend, I don't pay much attention." ”
Ruan Jianglin smiled: "My wife is right, my fault is my fault." ”
Jiang Yan thought that it was his fault in the first place.
She carefully blended her waist in, like a pregnant person, extra cautious, she was afraid that it would flash again.
Mrs. Chan told her to lie down and lifted the hem of her dress.
Some places are green, and she herself usually doesn't notice it, and she only feels that it hurts there.
Mrs. Chen could see at a glance how it was hurt, poured the medicinal wine in her hand, and rubbed it hot before she applied it.
"Xiao Jiang, although you young people are young, in some aspects, you still have to pay attention to your body, look at this green color."
Jiang Yan buried his face in the quilt.
In fact, if she had been wearing the plaster, it would have been cured a long time ago.
Ruan Jianglin said that the smell of medicine was uncomfortable, and she was also cheap, so she stopped using it.
The longer it drags, the more it drags on, the more serious it gets.
Jiang Yan buried her face in the quilt, and she didn't know when she was replaced by Ruan Jianglin.
He walked around her waist with a big palm, which was more powerful than Mrs. Chen, and the soreness in his waist was reduced a lot.
"Blame me." He spoke coldly.
When he spoke, Jiang Yan knew that it was him.
"Who don't blame you?" She responded.
The wound was caused by him, and it was aggravated by him.
He suddenly laughed, his tone was a little playful, and the strength in his hand increased a little: "You're not happy?" ”
Jiang Yan hissed lightly, as if a dislocated bone was suddenly swept through his body by the pain of the upright.
"It hurts, Ruan Jianglin!" There was anger and coquettishness in her voice.
Only then did he withdraw his hand, poured some medicinal wine into his hand again, and followed the example of Mrs. Chen just now, and first squeezed it in his hand a few times before putting it on her waist.
"Don't be so happy, people outside hear it, think I'm doing something to you."
Jiang Yan didn't speak, and put his head on the pillow again, but the pain was significantly reduced.
When he was done, he patted her on the waist, "Let's go." ”
She lowered her hem and visibly felt better.
At least it didn't hurt as much as it did just now.
When they and Professor Chen and his wife arrived, they were supposed to let them stay overnight.
But Ruan Jianglin said that there was a morning meeting tomorrow and that he had to go back tonight.
I didn't force them to stay, so I let them go.
When she came out, Ruan Jianglin's big palm was still on her waist.
He took a step ahead of her, walked to the passenger seat, opened the door, and sat inside.
Jiang Yan was a little confused, still holding the Rolls-Royce car keys in his hand.
"What are you doing, get in the car."
He smelled of alcohol, he drank alcohol tonight, and it could be the smell of medicinal wine just now.
"I won't." Hand the car keys back.
"I believe in you." There was some impatience between his eyebrows, probably drunk, and a little sleepy.
He was only joking with Jiang Yan, after all, if he can get a driver's license, he won't be able to drive.
Who knows if she almost hit the bottom with a throttle, or Ruan Jianglin stabilized the steering wheel for her in time and asked her to brake before stopping.
Ruan Jianglin laughed directly, propped his arms on the lathe, supported his forehead with his palms, and laughed: "Jiang Yan, you play with me." ”
One of his car drivers' badges nearly drowned as he drove into a pond.
Ye Chen and the others knew about this, I am afraid that he would have to be laughed to death.
"Ruan Jianglin, are you deaf, I just told you." Her cold tone was tinged with a hint of horror.
She herself hadn't gotten out of the fright she had just had.
"Well, go back."
He got out of the car, slammed the door and walked back.
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