Little Runaway Wife: President, Please Stop

"You can wait until your arm doesn't hurt so much. It may be swollen for two days, but it's good to wipe the medicine regularly. I'll deal with these abrasions first and disinfect them first."

With that, the doctor raised his hand, wiped his sweat, and took out a cotton swab and iodine from the medical box.

Ye Qingcheng pursed her lips slightly. When the cotton swab of iodine touched her wound, it was a burst of hot pain.

"Hiss -"

However, no matter how she gritted her teeth, she couldn't help humming.

Her whole arm had begun to swell and tingle with pain.

"What did you do?!"

Lucifer sat opposite Ye Qingcheng and looked at her two arms as red and swollen as if they had been stung by a leech honeycomb, especially where they were cut by a wood stubble

As soon as his eyes were cold, he immediately stretched out his hand and grabbed the cotton swab in the doctor's hand!

"What are you doing?!" Ye Qingcheng looked at his fierce expression and was surprised, "don't mess --!"

"What do you mean I mess around?" Lucifer dipped it in a cotton swab. "They use so much strength. What's the swelling of your arm!"

"It has nothing to do with you." Ye Qingcheng lowered his eyes and his voice was a little stuffy.

"You have to have children for me in the future, so without my permission, your body is not allowed to be hurt at all."

Lucifer, holding a cotton swab in his hand, suddenly raised his eyebrow and looked to the other side, "who's that -?"

When ye Qingcheng looked up, he found it empty. When he was about to open his mouth to speak, his arm suddenly hurt

She opened her eyes angrily and saw Lucifer pour a bottle of iodine on her arm

This is what Lucifer said about heartache??!

In Ye Qingcheng's mind, there were really 10000 divine beasts galloping by.

He was distressed when the doctor used a cotton swab, and now? He just poured down a bottle of iodine!

"You lied to me -"

"Aubrey, what do you mean by that expression --"

Hearing Lucifer's words, ye Qingcheng's face stiffened.

Her expression stagnated for a few seconds. When she was about to summon up the courage to turn her head, her arm had been bandaged

Damn it, she knew there was no one behind her!

"Are you happy to joke about such things?" Ye Qingcheng was about to raise his legs to kick him, and then he found that his leg was also hurt

"No, at least it can distract you," Lucifer said lazily, cocking his legs on the bench. "How, isn't it not as painful as you expected?"

“……”

Ye Qingcheng still held back his words. Anyway

Lucifer's day today is indeed something Ye Qingcheng should be grateful for.

Ye Qingcheng gave him a cold stare. When he looked up, Dongfang Shijin was dismounting, and Mu Enron obviously didn't ride very often. Dongfang Shijin actually helped her dismount

It's not easy to condense a hardened heart. It's always so easy to be defeated.

Ye Qingcheng held back his sour eyes and looked coldly to the other side.

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I want to say a few words.

There are a lot of personal things in loulou these days. They are busy before and after running, so once they are delayed for a long time, there will be too many manuscripts

Lou Lou eats this meal. Every day I squat in front of the computer to code. After all, I also need to go out... There are some private things to deal with.

So baby, forgive me. I've been keeping the rest of my updates in the early morning these days. Restore the previous 10 chapters in 5 days

It's true that Lou Lou writes every day at four or five o'clock in the morning, especially when she's sick in these days, but I've finished the manuscript and released it on time.

I'm not really a robot. I squat in front of the computer 24 hours a day. Now I write for 14 hours or more a day, which is my limit.

Some babies say I procrastinate, psychological description is too nagging, and environmental description is procrastination... But what do you want to see

I have never defaulted on updating due to illness, nor have I stopped for no reason. You know, psychological description and environmental description have played a role in setting off the plot. There is no plot from the environment

Just like today, I sat in front of the computer for 14 hours, my head was dizzy and I wrote and vomited... Yes, I wrote and vomited, but I still have to write ow today.

I don't expect anything else... I hope the babies can understand it. The author is really, really, really not easy.

kiss.

[I will continue to update this morning, 10 chapters a day], rain or shine. Love you.

Thank you for meeting you, too. All readers are little angels! Sarang hey, love you!

Meeting you has been the luckiest thing in my life~