The President's Deep Kiss: The Little Woman by the Pillow

"It's okay." Ling Momo lowered her head and saw Li Qingshen's red hands, feeling distressed and guilty: "It's all my fault, I was distracted just now."

Li Qingshen's voice was gentle, comforting every word: "It's all right."

After speaking, he carried her on his back and walked the last few steps.

The nurse who made the ward rounds was walking around at the door of the ward. When she saw Li Qingshen appearing with Ling Momo on her back, she immediately breathed a sigh of relief and stepped forward, "I was scared to death. Young Master Li didn't fight us when he went out. Hello."

There was a bit of complaint in the words. [

Ling Momo apologized in embarrassment, "I'm sorry, I was the one who took the teacher out for a walk, and I forgot to tell you guys!"

Li Qing frowned, her expression was a little displeased, and her tone became more and more cold: "Go and call a doctor."

After finishing speaking, she walked into the ward with Ling Momo on her back.

Li Qingshen took two steps inside, Ling Momo yelled to stop, then she slipped off Li Qingshen's body and sat down on the sofa.

Only then did Li Qingshen touch her legs, squatted down in front of her slowly, touched one of her feet, and asked, "Is it this one?"

Ling Momo lost her mind, looked at his elegant eyebrows, and said after a while, "No, the other one."

Li Qingshen did not speak, let go of her foot, touched her other foot for a long time, felt that her ankle was swollen, frowned, and then pinched it carefully twice , cold sweat broke out on the painful Ling Momo's forehead, Li Qingshen relaxed his strength, and his tone was a little relaxed: "Fortunately, there is no sprained bone, it's just swollen."

Ling Momo didn't speak, but just stared at Li Qingshen, and at the end, she felt a little relaxed and happy.

Li Qing squatted for a while, and just about to stand up, the door of the ward was pushed open. The nurse who made the rounds just now came over with an orthopedic surgeon. I touched Ling Momo's ankle, and told the nurse to get some safflower oil and rub it to reduce the swelling. It's nothing serious.

When the safflower oil was brought back, Ling Momo originally planned to rub it by herself, but she couldn't grasp the strength well, and it hurt herself from time to time. Li Qingshen listened to her gasping voice, and finally couldn't help but say, Say, "I'll come."

As he spoke, he touched the other single bed where Ling Momo had been sleeping, sat on the edge of the bed, put her ankles on his legs, and stretched out a hand to signal Ling Momo poured some safflower oil for herself, then rubbed her hands together. After warming up, she held her ankle and rubbed it lightly and steadily.

At the beginning, Ling Momo's ankle trembled slightly in pain, but later on, it gradually became more comfortable.

Ling Momo sat there, looking at Li Qingshen all the time, her heart was soft and trembling with emotion.

Rubbing his ankles, his palms became hotter and hotter, spreading to every meridian in her body and merging into all her blood vessels.

Her face involuntarily became a little hot as if it was on fire, and she always felt that his palm was electrified. In the end, a tingling feeling spread, making her whole body tremble uncontrollably.

Li Qingshen pressed it for a long time, and it was very comfortable. She actually pressed Ling Momo unconsciously on the bed and fell asleep.