Wife-loving mad demon: Tsundere male god be gentle

Chapter 295 I Hurt You
Beads of sweat emerged from Jian's mother's forehead, and Jian's mother's face turned pale in an instant, and she passed out the next moment.

"Hurry up and drag it down." The manager quickly waved his hands at the employees.

"Yes." The employees were also half-foolishly frightened, dragging and dragging Jane's mother down.

Jian Xiaomo stared at Jian's mother who was being dragged away, her face was full of coldness, she had already let the Jian family go, and Jian's mother wanted to harm her like this, she deserved it.

The manager was still trembling and talking, but Long Chenjue directly picked up Jian Xiaomo and walked out quickly.

After waiting outside, Jian Xiaomo felt a little pain in the back of his hand.

"Hold on, we'll be home soon." Looking at Jian Xiaomo's frowning, Long Chenjue said in a low voice.

Jian Xiaomo looked at the reddened back of his hand, but didn't speak.

Long Chenjue had already started the car at this time, suddenly, he grabbed Jian Xiaomo's injured arm, put it to his lips and kissed it lightly.

Jian Xiaomo was startled, and looked at Long Chenjue.

Long Chenjue kept holding Jian Xiaomo, looking at the front of the car with his deep eyes, but he kept kissing the back of Jian Xiaomo's hand.

Jian Xiaomo was startled, and suddenly realized that Long Chenjue was using the most primitive method to treat her wounds again. Looking at the man's focused expression, Jian Xiaomo suddenly didn't feel the pain in the back of his hand.

The car drove for more than ten minutes on the road and arrived at the manor. As soon as he arrived at the manor, Long Chenjue called all the doctors in the manor. In fact, Jian Xiaomo felt that the injury on his hand was not serious, so there was no need to mobilize the crowd like this Yes, I will speak.

"Shut up." Long Chenjue glared at Jian Xiaomo, seeing that the doctor was about to step forward clumsily, he suddenly snatched the ointment from the doctor's hand and applied it to Jian Xiaomo himself.

Seeing the man seriously smearing her, Jian Xiaomo's eyes suddenly became moist.

Long Chenjue suddenly stared at Jian Xiaomo's reddened eyes, and said in a low voice, "Did it hurt you?"

Jian Xiaomo shook her head.

Only then did Long Chenjue feel relieved, and began to apply ointment on Jian Xiaomo more carefully.

Because his arm was scalded, to be precise, it was burned red, Jian Xiaomo became a seriously injured patient in Long Chenjue's eyes.

"Long Chenjue, I want to eat." Jian Xiaomo said.

Snatching the bowl and chopsticks from Jian Xiaomo's hand, Long Chenjue said with displeasure: "If you don't want to make your hands crippled, let me feed you."

As he spoke, he couldn't help but forcefully picked up the chopsticks and fed Jian Xiaomo.

"Long Chenjue, I want to go downstairs."

Picking up Jian Xiaomo, he said in a magnetic voice, "I'll carry you down."

Jian Xiaomo is embarrassing, her leg is not broken, and this man hugged him up and down. Looking at the man's smug expression, Jian Xiaomo almost thought that this man must have done it on purpose.

After recuperating at home for a few days, Jian Xiaomo was sitting freely on the sofa, chewing potato chips, and flipping through English books. , Lin Mengmeng's sickly voice came and said, "Jian Xiaomo, I won't see you soon."

Hearing this, Jian Xiaomo stood up from the sofa and said anxiously, "Mengmeng, what's wrong with you?"

"I had a high fever last night and almost collapsed." Lin Mengmeng said weakly.

Only then did Jian Xiaomo pat her jumping chest and said, "Mengmeng, you scared me to death." It turned out that she had a high fever, and she thought something had happened.

(End of this chapter)