Don't abuse the president, your wife is the real daughter

Chapter 132 This picture is simply amazing
"I'm still in the mood to joke around, it seems like I'm really fine." Song Chaoyu said exhaustedly.

Lu Zhao looked at her sunken face and reached out to touch her.

But when he raised his hand, he found that his hand was covered with blood. He felt embarrassed immediately, wiped it on his body, and put away his small movements.

Song Chaoyu saw it and sighed.

Although he kept saying that he was fine, Song Chaoyu couldn't just watch him lying on his sofa like this.

"Don't be brave, you still have a lot of injuries on your body, I'll go buy some gauze." Song Chaoyu said helplessly, "I'll be back soon, are you okay here?"

"It's okay." Lu Zhao smiled after listening, "Then you come back early, don't worry me."

He wished he could stay here forever with Song Chaoyu, and as long as he thought that she was going out to buy things for himself, he would feel even happier.

Song Zhaoyu made an OK gesture. She is very nervous about Lu Zhao's injury now, so she has no intention of staying outside.

As soon as she went out, she sighed heavily. Although the relationship with Lu Zhao was getting closer, every time they got along, they always felt a little alienated.

Especially, in the dead of night like this.

After Song Chaoyu left, Lu Zhao felt a little more relaxed.

The little girl who was afraid of scaring him just now had been enduring the pain and dared not speak out, and now she was finally not tense.

But before he could recover, the door suddenly rang.

Lu Zhao glanced at the time suspiciously, it was only such a short time, Song Chaoyu shouldn't have come back, who could it be?
He became alert instantly, stood up enduring the pain, and walked to the door.

After seeing the people outside, he immediately turned dark.

How could this man come so late?

"Song Chaoyu, I advise you to open the door quickly, otherwise I will wait outside."

Lu Zhao really wanted to let him wait outside, but if Song Chaoyu came back later and saw him waiting outside pitifully by himself, it would seem that he was too narrow-minded...

After thinking about it for a while, I felt that I should let the man in directly, so I opened the door anyway.

"Why so slow..." Zhan Jincheng was stunned before he could finish his sentence when he saw the person who opened the door.

I thought it would be Song Chaoyu, but it turned out to be a man who is so close to her!

It's okay to be very intimate outside, but he actually entered her house so late.

Zhan Jincheng looked at the weak man in front of him, he seemed to be injured...

"Why are you?" He frowned, tried to calm down, and asked, "Where is Song Chaoyu?"

"I'm injured, Xiao Yu went to buy gauze for me." Lu Zhao smiled.

Looking at his smiling face, Zhan Jincheng felt even more upset: "It's so late, what are you doing at her house?"

"Is it okay for me to be at my girlfriend's house now, but Master Zhan, what are you doing at other people's house so late?" Lu Zhao's tone was teasing, but he was not fooled by him.

Zhan Jincheng didn't speak, but felt that the word "girlfriend" was particularly harsh.

"Come in." Lu Zhao was not feeling well, and he didn't want to say anything to him, so he made way for him.

Although he didn't like Lu Zhao, he also knew that there was no need to confront him, so he walked in silently.

The two had nothing to do with each other, and had nothing to say, so they could only sit on one side in silence.

Zhan Jincheng looked at Lu Zhao who was very at ease, and couldn't help but wonder if this person often came here.

Lu Zhao also sat up straight because of the man's arrival. Even if he was injured, he still had a kind of stubbornness, and he didn't want this man to underestimate him.

Song Zhaoyu quickly finished shopping and hurried home.

Although Lu Zhao came at a strange time and refused to say the reason, she didn't feel offended much.

He was the one who helped her in the past, but now she has some opportunities to help Lu Zhao, she is quite happy.
But when he got home, he saw the face he didn't want to see.

Song Zhaoyu was about to ask what happened, but Jin Cheng did not speak first.

"What's the matter with you?" He was very angry, "Do you understand the danger of letting a man enter the house in the middle of the night?"

Lu Zhao shook his head on the sidelines, Song Chaoyu has always been soft and not hard, and Zhan Jincheng must be asking for trouble in this way.

"What does it have to do with you?" She took a deep breath, "Besides, didn't you come here uninvited? What right do you have to say anything about others?"

Zhan Jincheng was blocked by her words and didn't know what to say.

Although she has nothing to do with him anymore, but because she has been in charge of her before, she can't change the habit now.

The corners of Lu Zhao's mouth rose slightly, and he felt that this person was an eyesore here.

He suddenly wailed, and a very painful expression appeared on his face.

Song Chaoyu hurriedly put down the things in his hands, and only focused on talking to Zhan Jincheng, forgetting that there was another injured person to take care of.

"Don't move." She said nervously, "I'll clean it up for you."

A lot of wounds have been treated just now, but there is not enough gauze, so the abdominal wound has not been treated.

Song Chaoyu carefully lifted his clothes, and sighed when he saw the bleeding wound.

"Why don't I take off my clothes." Lu Zhao rolled his eyes, "Otherwise, it will be troublesome for you to clean up."

Although it felt a bit inconvenient, she knew that it was not the time to worry so much, so she nodded and helped him start to take off his clothes.

At first Zhan Jincheng just sat on the sidelines and watched coldly, but he couldn't stand seeing them so close.

"Stop." His tone was cold, he grabbed the gauze and tweezers from Song Chaoyu's hand, and stood in front of Lu Zhao with a dangerous expression, "I'll do it."

Lu Zhao: "..."

Let him come, I'm afraid I won't survive tonight.

"No need!" Lu Zhao quickly refused, "I dare not trouble you."

Song Zhaoyu also took the gauze back wordlessly, "Can I trouble you not to make trouble?"

Zhan Jincheng's expression became even uglier, and he could only watch Song Chaoyu gently approach Lu Zhao's wound and help him handle it carefully.

But he was even more unwilling to let him leave like this.

Lu Zhao noticed his displeasure, and smiled at him, but the muscles in his abdomen were stretched and he shivered in pain.

"What?" Song Chaoyu asked nervously.

"It's okay." Lu Zhao smiled, "Hurry up and go to bed after bandaging, it's getting late."

Song Chaoyu nodded and continued to bandage the wound just now.

Zhan Jincheng couldn't get his hands in, so he could only watch from the sidelines, thinking about how to tear this wild man into pieces.

Lu Zhao has a good figure, which Song Chaoyu had never noticed before.

Now those wounds are on his abdominal muscles, it's hard for her not to notice.

Zhan Jincheng couldn't stand it anymore.

Song Chaoyu smeared a topless man, even if he was helping to treat the wound, he couldn't stand it.

He reached out and snatched the gauze from her hand, then rolled up his sleeves and sat beside Lu Zhao.

"What are you doing?" Song Zhaoyu asked suspiciously.

"Look at your clumsy hands. You won't be able to finish it at dawn." Zhan Jincheng said coldly, directly sprayed a lot of hydrogen peroxide for disinfection on the cotton cloth, and then pressed it on Lu Zhao's wound mercilessly. .

Lu Zhao turned pale with fright, sitting up in shock as if he was dying, and kept backing away: "Mr. Zhan, Mr. Zhan, calm down, don't stop, take it easy, take it easy!"

Song Chaoyu: "..."

This picture is really, a bit too weird.

(End of this chapter)