Chapter 472
Qi Zheng couldn't see any emotion at all, as if nothing had happened.

He took a piece of burn ointment in his hand, unscrewed the cap, squeezed a little, and leaned forward to apply on Tang Rou's burned cheek.

Tang Rou wanted to get out of the way, but his strong and powerful hands held the back of her head firmly, preventing her from moving a bit.

When the burn ointment is applied on the burned skin, it feels cool and comfortable.

But the coolness of the closing ceremony failed to reduce the anger in Tang Rou's heart.

She looked at him stubbornly, and a little bit of anger flashed in her heart for a moment.

snorted.

"Mr. President, are you playing me like a monkey? Are you having fun with me, a commoner girl, so condescending?"

She worried about him for so long, because he hurried over from Country M because of his phone, and even left Senior Brother Shi Jing directly in the hospital.

But coauthored, it turned out that this was just a game in his spare time?
Mr. President did not speak, but stared at her with deep eyes, his voice was gentle and slightly hoarse.

"I'll take you away first, and I'll explain the rest to you later."

"Explain P!"

Tang Rou angrily turned around and left. Only now did she suddenly realize that Mr. President's demeanor looked very similar to Senior Brother Shi Jing's.

But in his bones, there is a sharp edge hidden.

Gentleness is just an illusion, Qi Zheng is actually an out-and-out Qi family.

He is a combination of Qi Muchen and Qi Muli, full of dangerous predatory nature, but also treacherous and black-bellied.She rolled her eyes and walked away, but behind her came a muffled grunt from Mr. President.

Tang Rou turned her head subconsciously, her eyes swept across his wet back from the hot water bottle, walked over angrily, and directly took the burn ointment in his hand.

One hand directly lifted the clothes on his back.

He couldn't help but took a deep breath.

Mr. President's back has been scalded terribly, and a large area is covered with dense blisters.

And red and swollen.

The shirt inside was stuck to the flesh, and even tore off a large piece of skin on his back.

"For such a long time, you didn't let people come to see your injury, you said you have a brain problem!"

Tang Rou didn't know it herself, but a feeling of distress and anxiety arose in her heart.

He directly squeezed out a large amount of ointment, filled his fingertips and smeared it on Mr. President's back.

Qi Zheng's back stiffened, he turned his head slightly, and looked at her with a half-smile.

"Why, do you feel sorry for me?"

"I feel sorry for P, sister, this is the friendship between buddies!" As soon as he finished speaking, Tang Rou glanced at him charmingly.

"No, the friendship between me and you is gone now."

After applying it, she threw the ointment directly into Qi Zheng's hands, and clapped her hands neatly.

"Our classes are different. Since you have taught Tang Fu a lesson for me, you don't owe me anything. From now on, we will return to each other, and we will never see each other again. Mr. President, your game is GAME OVER."

Qi Zheng didn't speak, and tucked his clothes back up one by one, until Tang Rou gracefully opened the door and walked out.

Only then did he speak slowly.

"Want to go back to your father's house to get back what your mother left you?"

Tang Rou's slender figure really stopped, her expression seemed a little tangled and hesitant.

A fox-like sly smile floated on Mr. President's lips.

(End of this chapter)

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