Xia Shiqi was stunned. There was no time to smoke the cigarette between his fingers. The door had been opened from the outside.

As soon as Ji Tingyu entered the room, he came forward and put her directly against the French window.

He grabbed the cigarette from her hand, snuffed it out and threw it out of the window.

Xia seventeen was very calm. He raised his chin and said provocatively, "what? Uncle, you're asking for a kiss in the middle of the night?"

As she spoke, she hid her injured hand.

Ji Tingyu found her moving. His eyes sank and grabbed her hand.

"Hiss..."

Xia seventeen felt that her heart was dripping blood. The position she was caught was just where she was injured and bleeding.

Seeing her frown tightening, Ji Tingyu slowly released his hand and said sarcastically, "so you still know the pain?"

Xia seventeen hid his hand behind him again and stubbornly retorted: "you are so heavy, of course it hurts when you press me."

She tried to deceive the man in front of her in this way.

As a result, Ji Tingyu suddenly held her wrist, raised her hand overbearing, and looked at the wound on her hand with evil eyes: "what is this?"

Xia seventeen knew that he couldn't hide, and didn't intend to hide again. "That's what you see. I'm hurt."

Ji Tingyu looked at her like this. Even if she was hurt, she still didn't shout pain. She was stubborn and distressing.

His vision is very cold, not the slightest exception, like cold ice, and even reduces the temperature of the air.

"Uncle..."

Xia seventeen knew that he was angry because she was hurt and kept it from him.

The soft waxy tone melted an iceberg in an instant.

Ji Tingyu pulled her to the bed and asked her to sit down. He squatted down in front of her and carefully examined the wound on her hand.

"Don't move."

Xia seventeen just moved a little and was stopped by him.

"Uncle, I'm hurt. Do you feel heartache?"

Xia seventeen was obediently motionless, but his mouth was very restless teasing the man in front of him.

"Don't let me see any injury on you in the future, otherwise you can't afford the consequences." His voice is extremely cold, and his strong tone makes people dare not violate it at all.

"What if I get hurt where you can't see?" She asked.

"As long as I want to see it, I can't see it?"

"But there is a forbidden area!"

"That's also the forbidden area I use."

Xia seventeen: "

She was speechless

"Why fight again?" Returning to the subject again, Ji Tingyu asked her faintly.

"Zheng Wu surrounded me with a group of people. I can't stand still and let them bully me."

Ji Ting Yu said and stopped talking, but there was a murderous overflow in his eyes.

Xia seventeen also sat quietly, watching him bandage her wound.

It was cold, but his movements were surprisingly gentle.

She smiled, secretly.

"Ah... Pain!"

Suddenly, Xia seventeen frowned and whispered.

The reason is that an uncle made some efforts to disinfect her wound.

"Uncle, be gentle."

Ji Tingyu glanced at her, "weren't you afraid just now? Why, now you know the pain?"

Then he deliberately pressed on Xia seventeen's wound.

Xia seventeen said unhappily, "uncle, if you bully me again, believe me or not!"

"Whatever you want."

"Ah... Ah..."

Facts have proved that Xia seventeen is a man who does what he says.

She not only called, but also called very vaguely. Her voice was high and low... Well, it was like * *.

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