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Then, Jing Rong holds a tissue in one hand and presses the wound on the back of his head. He starts the car in one hand and is ready to leave.

As soon as the car started, Jingrong saw that song Limei came out of the house in a hurry and ran directly to the position of his car.

Seeing this, he pressed down the window.

Song Li Mei saw Jingrong press the window, and immediately went to the outside of Jingrong's window. Then she looked at Jingrong and asked, "just now you had a conversation with the old man. I hid at the corner of the stairs and heard it..."

"Well." Jing Rong nodded faintly.

"Old four, is bao'er OK? Are you scared? " Asked song Limei.

No matter how disobedient Jing bao'er is, she is still very worried when she hears that Jing bao'er is almost splashed with sulfuric acid.

Jing Rong shook his head, "it's ok..."

"Really ready, let leisurely go to jail?" Asked song Limei.

"Yes..." Jing Rong nodded.

After hearing the speech, song looked around and found that there were no bodyguards around. Song said in a low voice, "thank you, old four..."

"Yes, sister-in-law..." Jingrong road.

"How is she recently..." Asked song Limei.

"Well, it's ok..."

Seeing that Jingrong has been covering the back of her head with a paper towel, song Limei immediately stands on tiptoe and takes a look at the back of Jingrong's head.

Seeing the bleeding, Song Li Mei immediately felt tight, "old four, you are hurt..."

"Well I'll go back and deal with it. I won't tell you. The girl is still waiting for me at home. " Jingrong road.

Song Limei didn't speak, just stepped back.

Jingrong then holds the steering wheel in one hand, turns the car around, and then drives steadily out.

After Jingrong's car turned around, song Limei didn't immediately turn around and leave. Instead, she stood in the same place and quietly watched the Mercedes Benz g63 going away

Just now, Jingrong told the old man every word, every word, she hid in the corner of the stairs, all heard it clearly.

Jingrong just that attitude, a little touched her.

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Jingrong left Jingjia's mansion and went back to the shoal villa.

As soon as Jingrong entered the door, jingbao'er, who was fresh and clean, rushed directly at him. He padded his toes and put his hands around his neck. "Fourth uncle, you've come back. After you go home, are you scolded by your grandfather?"

The girl seems to have just taken a bath. Her hair is still half dry, and she is only wearing a white suspender deep V silk nightgown. Her whole body is full of the fresh fragrance of shampoo and shower gel.

This kind of fragrance is combined with the girl's sweet fragrance, not to mention how tantalizing it is.

"Well Ok... " Jing Rong responds faintly and extends her long arm to encircle her slender waist.

"Well, I can imagine you and your father and son fighting each other over this." Jingbaoer road.

The old man is a very strong man, and so is Jing Rong.

Two extremely strong people collide together, the picture, can imagine.

She knew that Jing Rong would not give in.

She also knew that the old man must be mad at home now.

Catch a glimpse of the scattered blood on the shoulder of Jingrong's white shirt, Jingbao immediately frowns, and then directly stands on tiptoe to see the blood.

Then Jing bao'er walked quickly behind him.

Seeing the back of his head stained with fresh blood, Jing bao'er's heart gave him a severe pain.

It seems that the anger of the old man is totally beyond her imagination.

The old man started with him.

"Fourth uncle, what's the matter?" Jing bao'er asked, pointing to the back of his head.

Looking at her man injured like this, she was very distressed.

After hearing this, Jing Rong took a long breath, then turned around, clasped her shoulder in both hands and said, "it's OK. The old man is so angry that he smashed the teacup. I'll go upstairs in a moment. Just give me some medicine. "

"Grandpa, it's too cruel. No matter how angry you are, you can't hit people in the back of the head It's easy to kill people by hitting people in the back of their heads, OK Jingbao'er is afraid after thinking about it.

Old man, he hit Jingrong on the back of his head with a teacup.

Heartache!

She is really distressed!

"It's nothing. What are you nervous about? Come on, follow me upstairs and give me medicine." Jing Rong said, then put on slippers, and then bent over her waist to hold up, with long legs, walking upstairs.

Although he was angry with the old man at home, he didn't mention a word when he came back to Jingbao, and there was no displeasure on his face.

He is a man, a lot of things, to bear their own good, there is no need to let a little girl with worry, with angry.Entering the master bedroom, Jingrong carefully puts jingbao'er beside the bed. Then, he quickly takes out a household medicine box from the bedside table and goes to jingbao'er to sit down.

After putting the medicine box in the middle of them, Jing Rong quickly took out the medical iodophor and the medical cotton swab from the medicine box.

After putting everything he needed on the bed, Jing Rong said, "come on, disinfect my wound."

With that, he turned around and put the back of his head on Jing bao'er.

Looking at the wound on the back of his head, Jingbao's eyes turned red.

Although the wound is not big, but she is distressed ah! Heartache!

"Fourth uncle, do you want to go to the hospital? The back of the head is injured. It's big or small." Jing bao'er looks at Jing Rong's wound painfully and asks.

"What a big deal, what hospital to go to? It's just a small skin injury. Hurry up and disinfect it. I'll get up in the morning tomorrow. " Jingrong road.

"Is it really OK? Do you want to make a film? Will it be OK inside?" Asked Jing bao'er.

"I said it's ok if it's OK. Hurry up." Jing Rong and Dao.

"Oh..."

Jing bao'er frowned slightly, sighed, and then began to disinfect his wound.

At the same time, she said, "really, at least you are also my grandfather's own son. No matter how angry you are, you can't hit you in the back of the head with a teacup. What can you do if you kill someone? If you are angry, you can hit other places. Why do you hit you in the back of the head?"

Jingbao'er, the more I think about Jingrong, the more I feel angry at jingaotian's behavior.

The more like it is, the more unable Jing bao'er can't help talking about it.

Jing bao'er's broken thoughts, although Jing Rong is listening in the ear, but deeply warm into his heart.

He didn't speak, but silently took out the cigarette box from his pocket and opened it.

There was just one cigarette left in it.