As soon as she entered the Hou Gate, Yan Ran knew what it meant to be 'deep in the courtyard'.

Wei Qingyuan is just a lieutenant general next to the general of the Northern Expedition, and his mansion is so magnificent and beautifully decorated, which is dazzling.

It seems that they are not not wealthy, and they look at his full bookshelf with a dumbfounded eye.

Her eyes bloomed with a terrifying brilliance as she read books, and it seemed that this girl had become obsessed with books.

The corners of Qingyuan's mouth hooked up a smile, his hands around his chest, and he looked coldly at Yanran greedily putting a booklet into her arms.

Finally, he saw her put the looted books on his desk, and dragged a chair from the table, and in the blink of an eye, he saw one of her girls climbing up and down looking for books.

Yanran stood on the chair and took one book after another, regardless of whether she could take it out later or not, and searched for the books she wanted to read.

Her feet kept moving to the left with her gaze.

Yes! Goddess Fu! Look!

Raising her hand, she took the pamphlet again, and her gaze shifted to the left again.

Yes! Jia Chongchuan!

Her feet moved to the left again.

Unexpectedly, Yanran didn't know that she was already standing at the end of the chair, and with a "bang", she fell to the ground, hurting her little buttocks, and her feet sprained tendons because she stepped on the air.

"Heh, it hurts me." She was wailing, reaching out to rub her aching ankles.

Qingyuan rushed over, approached Yanran's side, squatted down and leaned towards her ankles.

"Your foot is sprained." He said.

Yanran rolled her eyes. "Nonsense, the foot is mine, of course I know it's sprained." Otherwise, what did he think he was wailing? Whew.

Suddenly, she said, "That one." Yan Ran pointed to a book on the top floor and looked up at Qingyuan.

"What?" He was stunned, not knowing why, and those hands were still under Yanran's feet, wanting to help her relieve her pain.

"I want that Jia Chong biography." Stupid, she was muttering again, and turned her head away, not wanting to look at this stupid fellow.

Qingyuan was also angry, he lowered his voice, tried his best to control his temper and said, "Can't you put down that book first and care about your ankles?" ”

"I'll be fine with a walk later." Yan Ran didn't take her foot injury seriously at all.

It's not like she hasn't fallen before, if she falls once or twice, she will still make a fuss, but after falling for a long time, she will become a doctor for a long time, shake her foot, and then walk two or three steps with the pain, then her foot will heal without medicine, and it will be automatically better, and he doesn't have to worry about it at all.

Qingyuan suppressed the inexplicable anger in his heart, and stretched out his big hand to remove Yanran's shoes and socks.

"Hey, hey, hey! What are you doing?" She screamed in a hurry.

Didn't his mother teach him what it meant to be 'men and women don't kiss'? Otherwise, how could he be so grandiose, without even saying hello, and took off her shoes and socks.

"Help you see if your ankle is broken."

"No, it won't." Her ankle bone had already been smashed into an immortal King Kong by her, how could it be broken! She is very confident in her feet.

Qingyuan ignored Yanran's protests, held her ankles with both hands, and pushed her feet.

"Ah--- it hurts, it hurts, it hurts." Her tears of pain were about to flow out. "Hey! You don't want to take the opportunity to retaliate, can you? ”

Tossing her feet so hard would have killed her.

Qingyuan raised his head and glanced at Yanran coldly.

Yan Ran was frightened, and suddenly closed her mouth and was silent.

Why is his face so ugly?

"Your ankle bone is about to be shattered by you." There was anger in his voice that could not be taken lightly.

"Ahh She gasped. "No, it won't." She looked at a pair of suspicious eyes again, and looked at Qingyuan.

"You lied to me, I haven't fallen so badly before." Anyway, she just doesn't believe in his 'medical skills'.

"Do you fall once in three days? And when you fall, you don't pay attention to it, and let it go. "Qingyuan clearly pointed out Yan'er's 'symptoms'.

"Well, that's right, you're so smart." She also learned her brother's mantra.

"Do you know that you're putting a lot of strain on your ankles like this?" Old wounds are not healed. A new injury has come again, and with her tossing method, it is surprising that her feet can be used today.

"But---" she was going to quibble again. "But, it was all right before." Well, this is the most powerful rebuttal, yes, she was fine when she fell before, how could it be that as soon as she touched him, a big evil star, her feet would be in serious trouble!

"That's because you don't hurt badly every time, and of course your feet have the ability to support your pain, but you don't feel that you are getting more and more injured, and each time you recover slower than the previous one."

"Ahh Yanran's eyes widened and she glared at Qingyuan.

He really understands! He really knows how to heal, because he's right.

Yanran blinked violently, her eyes were full of admiration for Qingyuan.

Amazing, amazing. I didn't expect him to be a martial artist who knew all about the pain of these bruises, and admired him.

"It is a trivial matter to break our ankle in the army, and we have to deal with these small injuries ourselves, so as not to trouble the accompanying doctor." So it's not surprising that he naturally practiced a good kung fu of massage.

"Now I'm trying to push your bones back, for two or three days, you can't move around, and after two or three days, if you still feel pain, you have to see a doctor, you know?"

"I ---" she was about to open her mouth to refute, but the words that came to her mouth were forced back into her stomach by Qingyuan's cold gaze.

This person is really authoritarian, so dictatorial that he can do it.

It's strange, it's her feet, not his, why does he have nothing to do when he's full, and insists on taking care of her feet? Didn't he know that this would bother her, the owner of her feet? To know---

"Ah---h---h

"Tap, tap, ah--- I'm dying of pain." This person must be intent on revenge, otherwise why would he be so hard.

"You're badly injured." Qingyuan frowned two sword eyebrows, and his eyes were full of worry.

"Then I'd rather let it hurt badly than hurt so much." She was seriously in tears, and stared at Qingyuan with a pitiful flat mouth.

Woo woo, she won't be bouncing around when she walks in the future.

Qingyuan was amused by her expression, and couldn't help laughing for a while, and laughed out loud, and the twin tiger eyes were also bent into two gentle lower quarter moons.

"Drink! You're taking revenge! She puffed out her cheeks in anger.

"How can I!"

"Why else are you smiling so happily?"

"Because your expression is cute." Not like a woman, but like a child. Suddenly, Qingyuan asked again, "How old are you?" ”

"You have to take care of it." She didn't look away from the hateful smile.

Hey, a disciple of Deng, thinking that touching her little feet like this, just kidding, she would stupidly tell him about her age, right?

Tsk, she's not a big fool, so she's not so stupid.

"Alright." Qingyuan patted Yanran's feet and asked her to move, and then helped her put her shoes and socks back on.

"That one." She opened her mouth and was confused, and Qingyuan was of course stunned, not knowing what she was talking about.

"I'm talking about the book "The Biography of Jia Chong"." Stupid.

Scold! She remembers to pick up the book! I really convinced her.

Qingyuan sat on the floor and came face to face with Yan Ran, and those eyes looked at Yan Ran directly.

"What do you think I'm doing?"

She didn't bloom on her face, why did he look at her like this?

"You owe me something and haven't paid it back, and if you pay me back that thing, I'll help you get "The Biography of Jia Chong"." He sat across from her and negotiated terms with her.

"I don't pay you back?" She rolled her eyes again. "When do I owe you something?" She never owes anything to anyone.

Qingyuan opened his mouth and said, "A word of thanks." ”

"Why?" Why did she say 'thank you' to him for no reason? Yan Ran raised her eyebrows, full of puzzlement.

"I'll help you massage and let your feet not have to go to the doctor, this is a thank you, isn't it too much?"

"Another beauty asked you to help me massage." Chicken Po. "Moreover, your massage skills are terrible, and it hurts me a lot, I haven't even settled accounts with you at this time, and you actually thank me!" What a shame.

Qingyuan didn't think so, smiled and said, "If you don't say thank you, then I won't help you get "The Biography of Jia Chong". ”

"It's rare." She didn't lack hands and feet, and she could have gotten the book without his help.