Did Mr.Zhan withdraw from the marriage today?

Nan Yan, who also destroyed his boss's world, said that he was really bitter in his heart. Why was he always despised by the boss!

Nanyan came forward and reported: "Mu Yongming is fine. The police will bring criminal proceedings against him. Then, I want to remind Miss Qiao that tomorrow night is the closing dinner of the peony cup."

When Qiao Yun heard the speech, he suddenly realized that yes, she had forgotten.

"It's OK. I can ask my teacher to receive the award on my behalf. It's the same." Qiao Zhen wants to accompany Zhan Nanting more than go to the dinner to receive the award.

But Zhan Nanting objected: "no, this is your first award. Of course, you have to receive the award in person. I'll go with you."

Qiao Zhen was worried that Zhan Nanting didn't hear anything unusual about Zhan Nanting.

"But your wound."

"I'm fine as long as I don't exercise violently. I was invited to this dinner. I can just go with you."

"Well, then when you go, just sit and don't run around so that you won't be bumped by others..." Qiao Peng told me.

Nanyan was very jealous and hurried away.

-

Zhan Nanting didn't live in the hospital. In the evening, he returned to Yujing Mingyuan with Joe. He said he didn't like the smell of the hospital. Joe laughed at him like a sick child.

But still listen to him and he came back. Who made him hurt will be spoiled?

They came back from dinner.

Zhan Nanting said he wanted to take a bath, but he was hurt all over. How to wash it?

"Don't wash the wound until it scabs?" Joe frowned. It's easy to infect the wound if it touches water.

Zhan Nanting smelled his smell and frowned:

"I can't sleep because of the smell." I dislike it very much.

Joe came forward and smelled it. There was really a smell, mixed with the smell of the hospital, the smell of the mountains, the smell of sweat and so on.

She really can't say it smells good without conscience.

I had to step back and say, "why not wipe it?"

Zhan Nanting said reluctantly, "OK."

Qiao Zhen went to prepare warm water. When she was ready, she asked Zhan Nanting to go into the bathroom.

There is some hot steam in the bathroom because of the hot water.

Qiao Zhen reached out and naturally took off Zhan Nanting's shirt. He was injured. It's more convenient to wear a shirt.

One by one, the buttons were untied by Joe.

She looked serious and focused, without any impurities.

"Slow down and take out your hand." she gently reminded Zhan Nanting.

After a while, Zhan Nanting took off his clothes and was thrown aside by Qiao.

"I'll try the water temperature for you first. Is it hot?" Joe took the towel twisted from the warm water and wiped the place where Zhan Nanting didn't have a wound.

Zhan Nanting shook his head: "it's not hot."

"Then don't move, lest I accidentally touch your wound." Joe asked seriously.

"Well, good."

Qiao Zhen took a wet towel and carefully wiped Zhan Nanting's wound free place. She said angrily:

"Mu Yongming is really too much. How many knives have to be cut on you? There are few good skins." her eyes are sore again.

"It doesn't matter. He's right. If it wasn't for me, Jersey might not stay in the entertainment industry. I've been supporting him."

These injuries are more serious than those suffered by muzzie.

It's nothing.

Qiao Yun paused for a moment when he heard the speech.

She raised her eyes to Zhan Nanting.

His eyes were gentle and firm: "he was wrong. Even without you, I believe Mu Zexi will stay in the entertainment industry, because even without your support, he can complete his dream with his own strength."

Zhan Nanting was stunned when he listened to Qiao Zhen's gentle and powerful words.

Joe pursed her lips slightly. She bowed her head and continued to wipe him seriously.

"Why did you tell me that acting is a career that Mu Zexi loves and his own choice?" he said

"So, it's not your fault, not at all, just like you told me not to take your injuries on my head."

"Nan Ting, don't take Mu Jersey's accident on your own."

Qiao Ruan Nuo's voice has always been very gentle, but what she said was also very solemn, which made Zhan Nanting silent for a long time.

Until Qiao Yi wiped Zhan Nanting's upper body.

Zhan Nanting reached out and gently hugged her.

He bent over, although some of the wounds that pressed his abdomen hurt.

"Thank you," he whispered in her ear.

Maybe Qiao Zhen only said a few simple words, but for Zhan Nanting, the meaning is not simple.

Joe stretched out his hand and gently hugged him. He was afraid of touching his wound. His arm didn't touch his body. Only his hand patted him gently behind his back.

The bathroom mirror reflects the picture of two people embracing each other, beautiful and warm.

"But should you go out? I'd better do it myself elsewhere."

Qiao Zhen felt moved and sad. He was suddenly stirred by Zhan Nanting's words, leaving only shame.

"I didn't say I would wipe other places for you! I'm going!" Joe turned and left.

After taking two steps, he couldn't help looking back and told him, "be careful not to touch the water in the wound! I'll check it for you later!" he didn't forget to close the door for Zhan Nanting when he went out.

Zhan Nanting smiled. His gloomy mood these days seems to have improved today.

-

Qiao Zhen has been waiting for Zhan Nanting to come out in Zhan Nanting's room.

From time to time, he went over and asked, "are you ready?"

Zhan Nanting is also patient. She asks many questions, and he still responds to her every time.

After more than ten minutes.

Zhan Nanting finally came out. Qiao Zhen found that he had washed his head!

"Why did you wash your hair?! let me see if the wound on your body is wet!" Joe pulled Zhan Nanting over and strongly pressed him on the bed and sat down.

Zhan Nanting obediently asked her to look at his wounds one by one.

"Fortunately, it's only a little wet. I'll change these two gauze for you." Qiao Zhen took the medicine box and carefully changed Zhan Nanting's two wet gauze.

"If you want to wash your hair these days, I'll wash it for you. Don't wash your hair by yourself, do you hear me?"

"Well, yes, yes."

"You'd better listen to me and remember, otherwise if you make the wound infected, I won't care about you if you have a fever." Qiao Zhen's serious face of "threat" Zhan Nanting.

Her men also changed the gauze. They were about to clean up the changed gauze and throw it away, but they were pulled by the man. Then they turned over and pressed her on the bed.

Joe felt a whirl of heaven and earth, and he lay in bed.

Zhan Nanting put his hands on both sides of her body and looked down at her. The messy hair that was not completely dry made him look very sexual.

"Do you still want to ignore me? Then do you want to take care of other men? Huh?" Zhan Nanting pressed down and approached Qiao Zhen.

Joe swallowed his saliva and whispered:

"I just said casually that you still have injuries. Don't mess around..."