Domestication of dear wives: AA system for wealthy transactions

Rongyan wanted to turn around, but Liancheng Yazhi refused to let go of the hand holding her: "I encountered a little trouble on the way, but fortunately your husband is very good, and it has been resolved?"

After Rongyan heard it, her heart beat violently. Liancheng Yazhi said it lightly, but she could imagine how thrilling it was. She once experienced a gunfight with Liancheng Yazhi, and that time was unforgettable to her.

The face said anxiously: "No wonder my right eyelid twitched so badly just now. Are you injured? Let go of your hand and let me see."

Not long ago, her right eyelid suddenly twitched a few times without warning, and her heart flustered a little, as if she was a little out of breath, but at that time she didn't think much about it because she had been sleeping late for a long time recently, and her body It may be a bit overwhelming.

Liancheng Yazhi still didn't want to let go, and said, "Let me hug you for a while."

"I'll have time to hug her in the future, let me see first..." Under the intense struggle of his face, Liancheng Yazhi finally let her go, but he put his injured arm behind his back.

Looking up, she saw Liancheng Yazhi's pale face, even her lips turned pale, her heart twitched violently in fright, and her voice began to tremble: "You look so bad, are you injured?"

Rongyan's hand quickly checked Liancheng Yazhi's body, and he said with a smile: "It's okay, baby, you can't touch it anymore, if you keep touching it, something will really happen..."

"You're still talking nonsense at this hour!" Rong Yan slapped his arm angrily, and Lian Cheng Yazhi gasped in pain.

It was only then that Rongyan realized that it was his arm that was injured, and when she saw Liancheng Yazhi's palm that was almost completely stained red by the snow, and half of her sleeve that was soaked, Rongyan suddenly felt as if her heart was being pinched, and she was very uncomfortable. Out of breath, her body trembled a little, and she said in a trembling voice, roaring: "You don't have a brain, your arm is injured, why didn't you say it? What's so strong, do you have to wait for the blood to flow clean?"

Yanyan shook off Liancheng Yazhi, ran outside and shouted to the servant downstairs: "Come on, hurry up and call Natsume here, hurry up..."

Liancheng Yazhi walked over, using his uninjured hand to protect his face: "Baby, don't worry, it's okay, there is no bone injury, it's just a penetrating wound of flesh and flesh, a little bit of skin scratches, it's not important."

Rong Yan raised her head and glared at him fiercely, "Shut up!"

Liancheng Yazhi's eyelids twitched a few times, and she didn't dare to speak anymore, just say, her face is definitely going to be angry, I really think, next time you encounter such a thing, you must be careful...

Natsume was quickly called over, and was not surprised to see Liancheng's Yaya's arm. He used to follow Jianjian, and he was used to this kind of minor injury like eating three meals a day.

Natsume first cut off half of Liancheng's elegant sleeve with scissors, then cleaned the blood on the arm with normal saline, and then sterilized it with alcohol.

There was a bloody gunshot hole on his arm, which looked particularly creepy. Natsume held tweezers in his hand, which contained disinfectant cotton soaked in alcohol, as if he was wiping the table. It didn't look like he was treating a wound at all. Look at it The face feels very painful.

But Liancheng Yazhi was still talking and laughing, except that her face was a little pale and there was a lot of cold sweat on her forehead, it didn't seem to hurt at all, on the contrary, she looked disastrous, holding Liancheng Yazhi's other hand trembling.