Young Master, Don't Bother Me

Big drop of tears quietly slide down, wet Leng Yu's skirt, Luo Xiaojing dare not cry too loud, sobbing in a low voice.

Tell yourself that the string that you want to hold is still broken, just because of you and me.

"Come on, I'll take you to the hospital now."

Hearing Luo Xiaojing cry a little, Leng Yu slowly let go of her, her crying eyes are red, clear pupil water Ying Ying Ying, reflecting the concern in his eyes.

After sucking his nose, Luo Xiaojing shook his head: "I've gone to the hospital for an examination. I don't have to go any more."

The sword eyebrows were deep folded, and Leng Yu looked at the weeping, soft, but still disobedient little woman: "your injured left arm will affect the carving in the future."

"The doctor diagnosed it as soft tissue damage." The hospital that will let her into the psychological shadow of the place, let her instinctive rejection, "is a big hospital, not a small clinic, so go to diagnosis and treatment is the same."

"Did the doctor prescribe medicine for you?"

Luo Xiaojing took the backpack on the workbench and opened it to Leng Yu: "I have both external application and oral administration. I have brought them here."

"What else did the doctor say?"

Luo Xiaojing did not want to blurt out: "the doctor also told me to pay attention to rest, also let me..."

A Wu mouth fiercely stopped the car, want to change already too late.

“BOSS……”

The man in front of him is so busy that he seems to be waiting for this sentence. Luo Xiaojing looks bitter: "I've had a day off."

"You want to be disabled?" Changed a standing posture, Leng Yuzhuo watched.

Arguing with the great God is doomed to come to no good end, but Luo Xiaojing is not willing to give up the purple tourmaline material that the great God brought back: "some work can be done without the left hand, such as selecting materials, sketching, and..."

Before saying that, Luo Xiaojing's body suddenly empties, and Leng Yu stops her persistence.

With one hand around his neck, strong masculinity stirred her nerves. Reason told her that she should still care about flowers, but another voice told her that it was time to rest.

Just be lazy for a while.

Tired body in the end or occupy the upper hand, Luo Xiaojing head against cold Yu solid chest, small face gush a few silk scarlet.

Holding Luo Xiaojing into her room, gently put her on the bed, Leng Yu went back to the studio to get Luo Xiaojing's backpack.

He took out all the medicine for internal and external use. He looked at the explanation carefully.

After a while, he raised the medicine box in his hand: "did you take anti-inflammatory and anti swelling medicine when you went out in the morning?"

In the morning, he thought about the reason and God's salary in advance. He told her to go to Nanyuan in such a hurry that he had forgotten about taking medicine.

Spit out tongue, Luo Xiaojing: "forget."

Leng Yu handed one to know that you will not cherish your body's reproachful eyes, and got up to pour water.

Staring at Luo Xiaojing to take the medicine, he checked her left arm injury, just that eye has let him startled, this see his eyebrow frown deeper.

Aware of the big God's face is different, Luo Xiaojing quickly pulled the sleeve down: "a paste paste on after 24 hours need to change, now so stick on the line."

Uneasily moved shoulder, Luo Xiaojing looked at him and said: "boss, today is Monday."

Monday is the busiest day in the working day. She is reminding the great God that it's time for him to return to the royal family.

A trace of cunning in his eyes was easily caught by Leng Yu. He hooked his lips, pulled a chair and sat beside her bed: "I've contacted a lawyer to see the situation in Jingjiang. This time, I'm not going to spare Luo Meili. What's your opinion?"

No matter how hateful Luo Meili is, she is also Luo Xiaojing's aunt. He decided to send Luo Meili to prison, but before that, he had to ask Luo Xiaojing for advice.

"I don't have any evidence to prove that she's the one who ordered the little gangster to smash the shop." Mentioning Luo Meili, the light in Luo Xiaojing's eyes darkens. "There are also debt disputes. I have to wait for the second court session. In fact, I have no clue now."

"Don't worry about the evidence. I'll deal with it." He pauses for a moment, catching the subtle changes in Luo Xiaojing's expression in an indisputable way. "The gangsters are caught. After they have the evidence, they will go through the judicial process. If Luo Meili is sentenced..."

"How many years?" Luo Xiaojing makes a confession.

"It depends on the damage of jingsongfang and how serious your injury is."

She should have breathed a sigh of relief, but the knot blocking her chest could not be released. She thought about it and said, "boss, I'm in a bit of a mess now. Can I tell you my decision later?"

"Yes, you can rest first." Leng Yu said and got up, "lunch in the insulation bag, remember to take medicine after lunch."

If he was here, Luo Xiaojing would not have a good rest. If her left arm was injured, he would have to discuss with Su Han who would take the place of Luo Xiaojing to carve the rose of Louis XIV. So he would go back to Royal decoration anyway.

After two steps, Luo Xiaojing stops him.

"Boss, thank you."She clearly does not want to trouble God, did not expect to the end, or God to help her settle everything.

"Have a good rest and wait until I come back."

Again, Leng Yu stepped out of the room.

The sound of closing the door and the sound of Leng Yu's footsteps are getting farther and farther away. Luo Xiaojing looks at the ceiling, and his confused thoughts come up.

Should she step closer to the great God?

But after he helped her, she was very warm, wasn't she a little bit of that?

Luo Xiaojing hesitates between going further and retreating. It seems that no matter whether she advances or retreats, there is a reason. She can't think of a reason. However, she simply closes her eyes and thinks slowly. Thinking about her, she falls asleep.

The left arm was still uncomfortable, but it was more stable than in Su Yue's apartment. I didn't know how long I had slept. When I opened my sleepy eyes, Dashen was sitting by her bed watching gemmology.

He Didn't you leave?

Luo Xiaojing subconsciously goes to see the time. After a look, she wakes up immediately. She never thought that she would sleep in the evening. She wanted to take a rest and go to the carving room to see the purple tourmaline.

"Awake?" Leng Yu put down the book in his hand, and his cold brow was tinged with a trace of softness. "Can you really sleep? Are you not hungry?"

Light tone with the meaning of ridicule, slightly also some doting, Luo Xiaojing face a red, quickly sat up.

"Slow down." Leng Yu stares at her left arm and says, "how can I get up in such a hurry and get hurt again?"

Even blame is full of concern.

"My right arm is still very flexible." Luo Xiaojing doesn't want to be treated as disabled, although the God's care makes her warm in the heart, "don't underestimate the one armed woman."

Then she clenched her right fist and showed her poor muscles to Leng Yu. Leng Yu couldn't help laughing when she was amused. Her lips bent and her face sank: "there's a very important thing about the one armed female Xia. Do you want to hear it now?"