Hidden marriage wife, too provocative!

Joanne

Ji Qingxin went upstairs to her bedroom. When she passed Mu Jingxi's bedroom, she paused for a while.

The heart is fighting between heaven and man.

If she does something in the official residence, she can't hide.

forget it.

It's better to let Joan continue to be arrogant. It's strange. Joan has a handle.

She didn't know how Joan knew Dong Yu, let alone what she had to do.

Under the pressure of his anger, Ji Qingxin returned to the guest room and closed the door.

Dark as ink.

She seemed to be trapped in an endless dark cage, with no fingers and no light.

The air is getting thinner.

Uncomfortable

Joanne suddenly opened her eyes and gasped. The man sitting by the bed suddenly opened his eyes when he heard the news.

"Are you awake?"

Low, hoarse voice, showing a consistent coldness and arrogance.

Joan looked at the strange environment blankly. It turned out that she was not dead

Her stiff eyes turned, and she looked slowly at Mu Jingxi.

The lips that lost their blood color were slightly pursed. After a few seconds, they enunciated a clear sentence: "get out."

Damn bastard!

If he hadn't let her go by herself, she wouldn't have suffered these injuries in vain.

It hurts her

It hurts all over.

The skeleton seems to have been broken.

By the way, where's Xia Lin?

What about the driver?

How are they?

Struggling to sit up, she anxiously wanted to find Xia Lin and the driver. As soon as she raised her body, she was pushed back by the man.

"Mu, Jing, Xi!"

She clenched her teeth, word by word. Two clusters of flames were burning in the depths of her beautiful eyes. At the moment, she was glaring at him.

"The doctor said you had a mild concussion. If you don't want to feel uncomfortable later, just lie down."

cerebral concussion?

No wonder she is so uncomfortable, her chest is stuffy, nausea and vomiting

Joan would never embarrass herself. She lay down again and asked wiltily, "what about Xia Lin and the driver? How are they? "

"Xia Lin and the driver were burned by the airflow in order to protect you... There is no life-threatening. Don't worry."

"Where are they?"

"What do you want?"

Mu Jingxi saw through her thoughts at a glance. "They are resting now. Don't disturb them."

She just wanted to take a look to make sure they were really okay.

What bother

Always think of her so badly.

Joanne snorted coldly, closed her eyes, and simply went out of sight and out of mind.

"Thirsty?"

“……”

Mu Jingxi stood by the bed, his dark eyes staring at her deeply, "I let the nurse come in and take care of you."

The footsteps faded away.

As soon as the door of the ward opened and closed, everything was calm.

After a while, there was a knock outside the door.

"Miss Qiao, I'm your nurse. May I come in?"

"Come in."

Joanne felt a punch on the cotton. The bastard didn't hurt at all.

Alas

Melancholy.

The nurse poured her a glass of water and kindly asked her to drink with a straw. She also took a bowl of light porridge from the thermos box and fed it to her.

Song Yunchi came to the hospital. It was already more than 9 p.m.

The corridor was quiet, only his footsteps could be heard.

From a distance, I saw a tall body leaning against the wall.

Uninhibited and arrogant.

Song Yunchi smelled the smell of gossip. He came forward and patted Mu Jingxi on the shoulder. "Why, he was driven out by Qiao Xiaoan?"

Mu Jingxi mercilessly threw away his hand, "shut up."