President,you are sick,needs to be cured!

Looking at Shang Jing's guilty apology, Wen Zhou later found the pain from his wrist.

She stared at the obvious red mark.

Just now, I was only concerned about Shang Jing and didn't notice the abnormality in the wrist.

Seeing that the red mark was not light, the blue housekeeper quickly went to find a bottle of ointment and handed it to Shang Jing.

Shang Jing took it, unscrewed the lid of the ointment bottle, then smeared the transparent paste on the red and swollen part of Wenzhou's wrist, and then wiped the paste evenly with his fingertips.

The ointment is applied to the redness and swelling, which is cool and refreshing and relieves the pain there.

Shang Jing lowered her eyes, looked very serious, and the strength in her hand was soft. His thin lip was pursed with guilt.

Knowing his guilt, Wen Zhou blamed himself too much and said with a smile, "I'm fine."

He gave a well.

He knew that Zhou Zhou was comforting him.

Next time, he will try to control his emotions so as not to hurt Zhou.

After wiping the ointment, Shang Jing put the bottle aside and stared at Wen Zhou's black and white eyes: "if I hurt you next time, you can directly call housekeeper LAN or Yunyi to knock me out."

Wen Zhou: "

Don't be so hard.

Besides, she was just twisted on her wrist.

This red mark will disappear in two days.

Shang Jing said again, "don't be impatient."

Seeing that he looked so serious, Wen Zhou nodded, "HMM."

She just promised Shang Jing, which doesn't mean she must do it.

They sat on the sofa and watched a classic love movie.

Shang Jing's attention was not on the content of the film, but from time to time focused on Wen Zhou's face, which he watched carefully, and then looked at the red mark that had not disappeared.

Yunyi bought some pairs of women's slippers and gave them to the blue housekeeper.

The blue housekeeper took it and put it upstairs in the shoe cabinet.

Zhou Zhou was sleepy after watching a movie.

She always felt that she had something to do, but she didn't think about it for a long time. When she went upstairs with Shang Jing to go back to her room to have a rest, a white light flashed in her head.

She remembered what it was!

fruit drop.

Shang Jing opened the quilt and saw that she didn't sleep. Suddenly, she looked energetic again and asked, "Zhou Zhou, what's the matter with you?"

Wen Zhou rubbed her sleepy eyes and the cherry colored lips. She recalled the general position of the bag and walked outside the door in slippers: "wait."

Fortunately, she had a good memory. According to her memory, she quickly found the bag she brought when she arrived.

When she opened the zipper, she took out the colorful and beautiful fruit candy cans inside, and then put the bag back.

Shang Jing sat on the bed.

She trotted over, holding the fruit sugar can in her hand, took Shang Jing's palm with one hand, and then put the fruit sugar can into Shang Jing's palm.

Under the warm yellow light, her white face was gentle and moving: "it's for you."

Not with his or Grandpa's auxiliary card, nor with the money from Shen Bi and Wen Shihao, but with her money.

Shang Jing was distracted when he looked at a can of fruit candy in his palm. He followed closely. His eyes noticed the package of the fruit candy can, which also marked the name of the candy house.

When he looked at Wen Zhou in front of him, his eyes were a little different.

No wonder he thinks Zhou Zhou is very familiar, as if he had seen him somewhere.

It turns out that all encounters are reunion after a long separation.

He and Zhou met as early as more than ten years ago.

Wen Zhou didn't notice the change of his expression. The pear vortex on his cheek was shallow: "once, I saw a fruit candy in your working room, so I guessed that you should like candy snacks."

Then she greeted Shang Jing's deep eyes.

Why does he look a little strange?

Shang Jing clenched the fruit sugar jar and thought of the text message sent by Jono to Yunyi.

At that time, he just looked forward to it. He thought that the gift Zhou bought might be for himself, but he was not sure.

Now it turns out that his idea is right.

Zhou Zhou did buy it for him.

This is the first time he has received such a gift since he was an adult.

Wen Zhou was aware of his absence and worried about whether he was trapped in any painful memories, so he stretched out his palm and waved in front of him: "Shang Jing?"

Shang Jing grabbed the little hand dangling in front of her, and her thin lips set off a beautiful radian. Her deep eyes were dizzy with a smile, and her cold and gorgeous face became soft.

If Wen Zhou looks carefully, he can find a trace of surprise in his eyes.

Perhaps, his fate with Zhou Zhou has long been arranged.

More than ten years ago, she also gave him a can of fruit candy. Just looking at Zhou Zhou, she seemed to have forgotten that thing long ago.

Or maybe Zhou didn't recognize himself.

After all, when he was a child, he would wrap himself tightly with masks and gloves because of the scars on the back of his hands and cheeks.

To be exact, he had seen his hair in pink when he was a child, but Zhou Zhou had not seen his face.

No wonder Zhou Zhou has no impression of himself.

Wen Zhou felt uncomfortable when he saw him.

Even though she has seen such a gentle Shang Jing many times, she still can't help her heartbeat imbalance when she sees it.

White cheeks, stained with a trace of blush.

Shang Jing put the fruit sugar jar in her hand into the cabinet on one side. Her vision ranged from Wen Zhou's full shopping forehead to her beautiful eyebrow, such as Meishan yuandai, to her clear eyes and the bridge of her nose. Finally, she settled on her delicate lips.

His voice was low and dull: "why did Zhou Zhou think of giving me a gift?"

Wen Zhou: "didn't you tell me you wanted me to give you a gift?"

He also said he hoped she could give a lot of gifts.

Hearing the speech, Shang Jing's cold heart was completely opened, and a steady stream of warmth penetrated into his heart.

She remembered what he said.

He said it casually. It doesn't matter if Wen Zhou won't remember.

Thinking of this, the smile in Shang Jing's eyes increased. He sat on the bed, leaned forward and drew closer to her: "as a thank-you, I also want to return the gift."

Wen Zhou was full of doubts: "..."

In return?

She doesn't need a return.

Shang Jing was so kind to her that she did something to repay it.

Wen Zhou: "

She stared at the enlarged version of Junyan in front of her, and her heart was in a mess.