Nongmen ugly wife counterattack strategy

Chapter 638 A pitiful look (three more)
The dignified young master of the Qiao family brought her a glass of water!

Xiao Xintong was dumbfounded, but she still took the cup carefully. She took it with both hands for such a small cup. Unavoidably, her fingers touched Qiao Zhisen's fingers lightly.

Who knew that the man immediately withdrew his hand as if frightened, and the cup fell to the ground, immediately breaking into several pieces.

The porcelain cup fell on the marble floor, which was especially harsh in this silent night.

"I, I'm not..." on purpose.

Looking at the shards of the cup on the ground, the flushed Qiao Zhisen was startled, not because the cup was broken, but because he was afraid that Xiao Xintong would misunderstand him.

After all, it was she who touched him just now, and he let go.

Xiao Xintong won't mistakenly think that he hates her, right?
Qiao Zhisen apologized nervously, but before he finished speaking, he saw Xiao Xintong squatting down from the bed.

"Don't pick it up, I'll come, I'll come, don't cut your hands off."

Seeing Xiao Xintong squatting down to pick up the broken porcelain pieces on the ground, Qiao Zhisen was frightened, and quickly squatted down to stop Xiao Xintong.

While talking, he stretched out his hand and picked it up.

When he was born, Qiao's family was already a well-known wealthy family in eight villages, and Fang Yiru had another son of his, who had been hurt to the bone since he was a child.

I live a happy life with clothes and hands, food and mouth, where did I do this job.

As soon as he picked up two pieces, his hand was pricked, and blood oozes from his thumb.

Those hands were slender and white, Xiao Xintong had never seen such delicate hands when she was so big, looking at the blood on the thumb for a moment, she felt very dazzling.

"Are you all right?"

Seeing Qiao Zhisen stunned by the shards, Xiao Xintong asked a question.

After this question, Qiao Zhisen raised his head and looked at her, his face was reddish, his forehead was sweating, he was a little scared when he saw the blood, he had never had any blood on his body when he grew up so big.

This is the first time in memory.

Seeing the blood, his heartbeat suddenly accelerated, but he didn't want to lose face in front of Xiao Xintong, so he shook his head and said, "I'm fine."

"It's fine, just put it down, and I'll clean it up."

Hearing that Qiao Zhisen said he was fine, Xiao Xintong breathed a sigh of relief, stopped looking at him, and reached out to pick up all the debris on the ground.

Seeing that action in Qiao Zhisen's eyes, he immediately felt a strong sense of admiration for Xiao Xintong.

The debris on the ground was cleaned up by Xiao Xintong in the blink of an eye. Putting the debris aside, Xiao Xintong walked to the table and poured a glass of cold water to drink.

After drinking the water, she was about to go to bed to rest, when she turned around, she saw Qiao Zhisen sitting on the edge of the bed, holding his cut finger in his mouth, lowering his head, looking pitiful.

Seeing this, Xiao Xintong hurried over and said, "Hey, why did you put your finger in your mouth? It's so dirty. Is there any wound medicine in this room? I'll rub it on you."

While talking, Xiao Xintong pulled Qiao Zhisen's hand away.

Xiao Xintong's actions were a bit rude. After Qiao Zhisen's hand was pulled away by her, he blinked and looked at her blankly, then pointed to the study room on the other side, and said: "There is a wooden cabinet, the second grid should be have."

His mother has prepared this wound medicine all year round, just in case he gets injured someday.

After getting Qiao Zhisen's answer, Xiao Xintong went to find medicine.

There were only two bottles in the grid, Xiao Xintong sniffed it, and returned with the bottles.

(End of this chapter)