Tendor Woman CEO and Her Love

I think that Wu Ziyun and Jing Jiajia were originally brought up when they were young. Jing Jiajia claims to have an engagement with Wu Ziyun. Although Wu Ziyun denies it, is this a fake thing?

Would an 18-year-old girl be so mean to herself?

If I didn't show up or I didn't take the initiative to approach Wu Ziyun, would Wu Ziyun and Jing Jiajia be a perfect couple and would always be happy with Mei.

Thinking like this, I looked at Wu Ziyun.

Young people are standing in the wind, with firm brows and resolute eyes, standing in a mature and steady way different from those of the same age.

My heart beat inexplicably.

After a while, the teacher finished speaking.

Yang Yang and several male students will bring cooked food, put in the middle.

Everyone will go up and pick it up automatically.

Only then did I feel the pain in my toes. I didn't want to eat, so I bent down and got into the tent.

I don't know what method Wu Ziyun used. There was a small light in my tent. I saw a complicated circuit board at the corner of the tent. It is estimated that Wu Ziyun used this to get electricity for me.

I remember when I was a kid, my dad took my family to Hawaii and spent several nights in the wild.

But at that time, dad put up a big tent to sleep with the whole family.

At that time, my father had an SUV, which was full of food and water, so my brothers and I only felt the fun of playing, never felt the crisis.

But now the environment on this desert island is certainly not so good.

Because my toes hurt so much, I went to take off my shoes.

Just took off the shoes, with the hand fan nose.

I felt my toes prick.

With my hands to take off the socks, who knows when the socks from the heel to take off, suddenly I grin.

Look down and take a closer look.

It turns out that after walking on the island for two or three hours in the afternoon, the skin on my toes has been worn out, and the skin adheres to the socks. When the socks move, the skin also moves. It's strange that it doesn't hurt.

I took a breath and tried to take off the socks of my thumb and middle finger with my hands. However, as long as I gently moved them, the socks would move with the skin and flesh together. They were so tight that they could not be taken off at all. I was gasping with pain.

After trying twice in a row, I didn't dare to try. I sat looking at my feet and worried.

At this time, I really regret coming.

"Nini, have you eaten yet?" After a while, Zhang Zishan finally remembered me after playing with Yang Yang enough and ran to the tent to see me.

I cocked my toes and said with a sad face, "you see, my foot has been injured and I can't walk."

"Oh, let me see." As soon as Zhang Zishan heard that she was impetuous, she would come to take my socks. I was so scared that I stopped her. If she took my socks away, my skin would be torn off.

I'm afraid of pain.

"No, that's it." I was in tears.

"How about that? I have to go to the lake tomorrow. I have to walk a lot. Besides, you can't take off your socks. They will be inflamed. " Zhang Zishan disagreed.

"But it hurts when you take it off like this." I'm about to shed tears.

"What shall we do? You are a very valuable lady Zhang Zishan was too anxious to know what to do.

"An Qian." When we were in a hurry, Wu Ziyun's voice came from the front of the tent.

"Ah, he's here. There must be some way to think about it." Zhang Zishan said to me as soon as she saw the light in front of her eyes. Then she stood up.

"Wu Ziyun, you come just in time. Anqian's foot is injured. Please show her. I have to leave in advance. Anqian will give it to you." Zhang Zi cut out and said to Wu Ziyun.

"How did you get hurt?" Wu Ziyun was immediately concerned.

"Ask Anqian yourself. Besides, she hasn't had dinner yet. You can't starve her." After repeatedly explaining to Wu Ziyun, Zhang Zishan turned around and left.

I sat in the tent, biting my lips, tears rolling in my eyes.

"Anqian, what's wrong with your feet?" Wu Ziyun opened his tent and squatted down in front of me.

"It's not a big deal. It's just a skin abrasion." I bowed my head and replied, retracting my feet.

He took a look at me, reached for my heel, put my foot in front of him with a little force.

"Don't look. It stinks." My feet sweated after walking for hours in the afternoon. It didn't smell good.

Wu Ziyun's lips slightly cocked, and his slender fingertips gently came to uncover my socks.

"It hurts. Don't move." I bit my lip.

His finger stopped, looked down carefully and said, "the foot is worn, the blood sticks to the sock, it doesn't matter, I help you take off the medicine will be good."

With that, he reached out and picked up the mineral water bottle next to me, took my foot to the bright place, and gently poured the water from the bottle onto my injured toe.I just feel cool.

Then he took out an ointment like erythromycin ointment and put it on my injured sock.

After a while, I gently uncovered my socks.

Sure enough, this time, my socks easily peeled off from the wound on my foot, without any pain.

After the socks were taken off, I saw that my big toe and middle finger were rubbed off, revealing the red meat inside and still seeping with blood.

My foot has never been hurt like this.

I was a little scared and tearful.

He said to me: "you don't move, I'll get the medicine box to detoxify you, apply the medicine, take the hemostatic paste and stick it on."

I nodded obediently.

He stooped out of the tent and went into his own tent.

After a while, he brought a small medicine box.

He opened the medicine box, first used alcohol to detoxify the wound on my foot, then applied the medicine, and then bandaged it. It was finished in two or three minutes. "Don't walk tonight. Have a good sleep. You'll have to walk tomorrow. When I get up early tomorrow, I'll bandage you with a hemostatic patch, so that walking will not be too painful. I also suggest that you walk a little less tomorrow." After bandaging, he said to

I said, "outdoor life is no better than home. You can't take a bath and wash your feet these two days. Just bear with it."

After that, he said, "you, the eldest lady, can't do it if you don't come out for exercise. You are spoiled. For example, I don't know how much skin my feet have been worn, and sometimes I don't know how many bubbles I have to make because my shoes don't fit."

"Then why do you wear shoes that don't fit I clenched my lips and asked. He looked at me: "for a person, there are not many shoes that fit the foot. Rich people can walk less and reduce friction. But those who have no money can only run in by walking more to make their shoes fit their feet as much as possible. In this way, because of too much walking, the feet are often beaten fresh and bloody, but after painful running in, a pair of shoes will also adapt to the feet."

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