Hidden Marriage Husband Presumptuously Pamper

Chapter 370 It doesn't hurt, you don't have to be nervous

Chapter 370 It doesn't hurt, you don't have to be nervous
She encouraged: "Go, comfort Zhuo Jing well, that child has been wronged."

Zhao Qiuxu asked the servant to prepare supplements and gifts, and then drove to Zhuo's house in person.

"Xuxu, why did you come here in person?"

Mrs. Zhuo smiled when she saw Zhao Qiuxu's haggard face.

She kindly took Zhao Qiuxu's hand and led her into the brightly lit living room. Zhao Qiuxu smiled and said, "Auntie, I'm here to see Zhuo Jing. Is he okay?"

When she heard that she came to see Zhuo Jing specially, Madam Zhuo's smile deepened, "Ah Jing is upstairs in the bedroom, I will ask the servant to take you to see him."

"Okay, thank you auntie."

"You child, why are you being polite to your aunt?"

Mrs. Zhuo called a servant, took Zhao Qiuxu upstairs, and came to the door of Zhuo Jing's bedroom, "Master, Miss Zhao is here to see you."

In the bedroom, Zhuo Jing's slightly excited voice immediately came, "Let her in quickly!"

It was rare to hear such an excited voice from the young master. The servant secretly laughed, and she made a gesture of invitation: "Miss Zhao, please."

"Thank you."

The servant went downstairs, Zhao Qiuxu took a deep breath, held the doorknob, and pushed the door open.

In the eyes, it is a very simple black and white gray tone, clean and tidy.

Zhuo Jing half leaned on the bed, his handsome face was still covered with bruises.

The light poured down, lining that face, like a palette, full of colors.

"Xuxu, are you here?"

Zhuo Jing waved and said with a smile, "Come and sit."

Zhao Qiuxu felt depressed and sore, she came to the bed and sat down slowly, "Zhuo Jing, are you... all right?"

"I'm fine." Zhuo Jing's smile was still warm, without any haze, "Sorry, I can't pour you a glass of water myself."

"It's okay, I'm not thirsty." After a pause, Zhao Qiuxu asked again, "Are you okay? Where are you hurt?"

Hearing this, Zhuo Jing raised his hand, touched his face, and smiled self-deprecatingly, "Probably they are jealous of my handsome face, so they attacked my face. It's okay, don't worry, it's just that my face is stained." That's all."

Is it just a face painting?

He said it lightly, but is it really the case?

Zhao Qiuxu didn't believe it. He was covered with a thin quilt and couldn't see any parts.

She couldn't even see where he was hurt.

Just now he said that he couldn't pour a glass of water himself, did he hurt his leg?

"Zhuo Jing, can I see your legs?"

Zhuo Jing was stunned, "It's not a good thing for a girl to look at a man's legs, Xu Xu is a good girl, so don't look at her."

"I'm not a good girl, I want to see."

Zhao Qiuxu insisted, she pinched the corner of the thin quilt with one hand, ready to lift it up at any time.

Zhuo Jing looked at her calmly, his eyes were deep and far away, after a moment of silence, he sighed leisurely, "I really can't do anything about you."

Leaning over, she took the initiative to lift off the thin quilt, revealing her calves tightly wrapped in gauze.

On the gauze, the blood spilled was dazzlingly scarlet.

Zhao Qiuxu was shocked, stretched out his hand, and touched it tremblingly, Zhuo Jing shrugged disapprovingly, "It doesn't hurt, don't be nervous."

"Why doesn't it hurt, liar." Zhao Qiuxu lowered his head sadly, all of this was because of her.

If it wasn't for her, he wouldn't have suffered such unexpected disaster for no reason.

In the final analysis, she was the one who got him involved.

"Zhuo Jing, I'm sorry."

(End of this chapter)

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