Being moved by the young master's tender concern for his wife, the painting style suddenly changed. Some people even secretly left this place of right and wrong on the pretext of taking the medicine box.

It happened that the stylist who had been in the temporary dressing room came the latest, and he didn't know what was wrong. He took the liberty to come over.

"I'll see. I'll see. What's it like now?"

With displeasure, looking at the male stylist, zhuohe frowned a little.

Especially after the toss just now, Qiao jinleng's Palace Dress, which was already open with collar, slipped down a little. When she could see a glimmer of spring, her face turned black.

People is to catch up with that male stylist to come over before, directly got up to block in front of Qiao jinleng.

"How's it going? Can you still walk? "

"Of course I can go, I..."

Eager to clarify the words and not very smooth to be said, a face surprised to look at his own directly picked up zhuohelian, Qiao jinleng suddenly thought, today's zhuohelian, is not the wrong medicine?

"I hurt my elbow, not my leg. If you can walk, you don't have to hold it. "

And this is still in full view of the public, not to mention there are several servants watching, even those stylists and make-up artists and so on, forgive her for not having such a thick skin.

It's a pity that this protest has not been seen by anyone at all.

The corner of his mouth outlined a strange arc. Zhuohe didn't even look at the woman he was holding in his arms. He spoke in a low voice and blocked her words.

"Who knows. You think you just hurt your elbow. Maybe you're out of your mind

Otherwise, as a mother, how could she leave her sick child and go on a date with an old lover?

Sensitive to hear his words inside the bad, Qiao Jin cold can only simply head shrink in zhuohe even in the arms, thick skinned pretend to die.

At the same time, the brain is also fast.

Always feel as if there is something wrong.

It's just, what's wrong?

Not tangled out of a result, Qiao Jin cold people have been lying on the sofa, and, or was holding to lie on.

Also arrived at this time, just felt, the chest is slightly cool.

When you look down, you will understand why you always feel something is wrong. It turns out that... Is because of this.

No wonder when I was in zhuohe's arms just now, I always saw his eyes floating all the time. I thought he had crossed his eyes.

Although the words are indifferent and casual, zhuohe's expression is always tight, and he doesn't dare to have the slightest carelessness.

After putting Qiao Jin on the sofa, he turned his head and told the servant.

"Call the doctor."

"No more."

Before waiting for the servant to answer, Qiao jinleng made her voice first.

"I don't think it's a big deal. Maybe I've got some bruises. I'll be ok with some medicine."

It's just a fall. How serious can it be?

As soon as the voice fell, zhuohelian turned around.

"Just a scratch? Are you sure? If it's serious and you don't check, don't say I abuse you! "

Er... How can this man suddenly become such a mother-in-law now? I'm not used to it.

"But we are running out of time. Since you value the company's annual meeting so much, don't you want to be late? "

Some are not used to his sudden care, Qiao Jin cold or tactfully refused.

Hearing this, zhuohe didn't even say a word. He just turned his head and looked at her. He didn't know whether he wanted to see a flower or a pile of grass on her face.

Finally looking at Qiao Jin cold face obviously piled up out of the false smile, the pupil dim, don't go too far.

"Well, in that case, forget it. Lin Ma, let someone bring the medicine box. "

After that, he continued to look at Qiao Jin coldly with a cold face.

Also don't look at her face, the vision is only in the elbow that is covered by her to patrol.

"Where did it hurt? Let me see if it's serious. Besides here, is there anything else uncomfortable? "

"No more."Some uneasily shook his head, Qiao Jin cold released his hand. Looking at the man close at hand, what I think in my heart is his indifferent eyes at Qiao's gate that day.

Which side is the real side of this man?

"I'm fine. You go to see your son first. I'll do it myself."

"You do it yourself? Are you sure you can do it? "

The distance is so close, Qiao jinleng's mood has what change, Zhuo he even naturally also felt.

Now that she had the sign that she wanted to keep away from others, her face naturally didn't look good.

The atmosphere here is about to freeze, and mother Lin is quick to respond. She gives a look to the servant beside her. Just as the servant who just sneaked out to get the medicine box came back, she handed the things in her hand.

Because of this episode, the confrontation between Qiao jinleng and zhuohelian was broken, and zhuohelian didn't ask her again, so zhuohelian started directly.

When see Qiao Jin cold elbow red a big, brow slightly wrinkled.

"Well, it's just a slight scratch, no bleeding. Just put some medicine on it and tie it up. "

"No bleeding?"

That's not serious.

Just now suddenly aware of the pain, coupled with tension, Qiao Jin cold also think that it must be elbow, it must be bleeding.

Now I'm relieved to hear that.

Just looking at him, a big man squatting on the sofa to help himself deal with the wound, always feel uncomfortable.

Even if it is clear that their mouth will cause each other's displeasure, or speak again.

"Since there's no bleeding, it's OK. Just wipe some medicine. Don't bandage it. Just let Mama Lin come. "

In fact, what she really wanted to say was that a person like Zhuo Helian, who knew at a glance that he was born as a young master of luxury, would do the job of dressing people with medicine?

Don't look back. If you don't wipe the medicine well, you'll scar yourself.

This time, I don't know whether zhuohe didn't want to get angry for himself or something else, but he didn't pay any attention.

I didn't speak.

But the action under the hand, it is particularly gentle, did not let Qiao Jin cold really feel pain.

Originally, it was just a small injury, no problem. It doesn't matter if it's bandaged or not.

Zhuohelian didn't take Qiao jinleng's advice at all. He just gave it two rounds.

When they are finished, the face of the stylist is in mourning.

"It's too much make-up. It doesn't work. It needs to be mended. And the hairstyle, which needs to be cleaned up. "

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