Luxury Marriage: Rich Family's Love

The door opened gently.

Qianxia, who was sweating heavily, came in with a bag of medicine. At a glance, she saw ye Shengyan, who was slightly shaking in the living room. She was stunned, walked forward, gasped and asked, "where's Xiaoche?"

Night Shengyan slowly raised his eyes to look at her, gently pulled the corners of his lips and said weakly, "he doesn't have a big problem. He's resting."

"You..." Qian Xia tightened her eyebrows and looked at him. Her heart could not bear to see his pain and suffering. As early as when she went out to buy medicine, she regretted it. How could she be so excited suddenly

"Go and see him!"

Night Shengyan breathed hard. The more indifferent he looked, the more he showed extreme weakness.

Qianxia couldn't help staring at him. A pair of glazed eyes struggled and took a look at Xiaoche in the bedroom. She squeezed the bag in her hand and was about to go in. Behind him, ye Shengyan suddenly choked. Almost when she was about to fall, she stretched out her hand and firmly caught his tall body. Suddenly, she was fully hugged by him!

For a moment, the breath belonging to each other was domineering in each other's breath.

Ye Shengyan hugged her with light eyes. A successful smile flashed across the fundus of his eyes and opened his lips. His words were extraordinarily laborious, "I'm fine. I didn't stand firm just now!"

In the bedroom, looking at all this, Xiao Che clenched his teeth and whispered, "Daddy, you're a big asshole!"

Qianxia's smaller body almost bears all the weight of his body. It's a little hard, but she doesn't dare to let go, and her eyebrows are tightly twisted, "you, is the wound not good?"

Looking down, she seemed to smell a smell of blood.

"It's all right. Just sit for a while!" Night Shengyan shook his head lightly. When he was about to leave her, he didn't want to have no strength at all, but once again, gravity rushed on her.

Qianxia fiercely choked back for two steps. A pair of small hands hugged his waist tightly, and a heart mentioned to his throat.

"You said you were fine, and you couldn't even stand steadily. Who told you to tidy up the cabinet here early in the morning? Don't you think you were tired enough yesterday? You deserve it. You'll hurt yourself again. You're asking for it! "

Unexpectedly, ye Shengyan received her scolding. On the surface, he was embarrassed, but he was happy in his heart.

Maybe he is really abnormal, because he is so happy when he is scolded.

"Qianqian, I......" night Shengyan struggled for a moment, bit his lip and said with difficulty, "the wound on my left arm should be cracked. Can you help me wrap up the wound?"

Let's go. In order to get thousands, it's nothing to pretend to be poor.

Qianxia was slightly stunned. He couldn't help looking at his left arm and sticking to his sleeve. Sure enough, there was dripping blood overflow, "why didn't you say it earlier when you were so badly hurt? It's been so long and the injury hasn't healed. How can you say you don't know how to take good care of it! "

Said the words, so angry and helpless, but it is mixed with heartache.

Qianxia quickly helped him sit on the sofa and forced him to turn around. She almost didn't want to help him take off his clothes. Fingertips skimmed over the skin, causing a shivering heat breath.

Night Saint Yan couldn't help a lag, his back was slightly tightened, and his eyes were light, "thousands, be gentle."

"... am I trying hard?" Qianxia raised her eyes and glanced at him. While dissatisfied, she rubbed a lot of movements on her hands. When I untied my shirt and faded to my left arm, the blood adhered to the wound and couldn't tear it off at all.