Chapter 620

Before the word 2 hit the ground, Qiao Yi was pulled into his arms by a strong force.

The bridge of her nose hit his collarbone, causing her to whimper in pain.

He Yunting also hurt, his collarbone hurt, and his heart hurt even more, but he gritted his teeth and refused to care about Qiao Yi.

Little heartless, you just said such a big word, didn't you just want to leave him and go wandering alone?

"Brother, I'm in pain." Qiao Yi cried, and scratched his back with his fingertips. The purpose was obvious, just to make him feel bad.

The tip of the man's tongue touched his cheeks and he endured it.

Unable to bear it any longer, he raised his hand and slapped Qiao Yi PP with a fierce tone:

"This hurts, and there will be more pain in the future!"

Joe was stunned, and finally he was honest.

He Yunting didn't really want her to go, but he was worried.

Today's South Africa is calm, but domestically, I am afraid that it will be turbulent. The battle between him and He Rong will be fought sooner or later. In the past, he was alone and was not afraid of anything.

But now, he has a weakness, and it's still a weakness that will break if touched.

How to arrange Qiao Yi, he thought about it, but couldn't think of a clue.

Qiao Yi is not a canary, so he can't be kept in a cage, otherwise, with this little guy's temper, he would have to cut a hole in the cage and run away.

It can't just be released like this.

Only he knows how beautiful his own bird is. Once it is released, those people outside who are staring at it will have to catch it?

Neither the left nor the right.

"When you go, take Song Bai with you."

He Yunting had long since lost his fierce look just now, he hugged her gently, and his voice was also soft, as if it was his last compromise.

Qiao Yi nodded obediently: "Okay."

The reality show came to an end with Qiao Yi's final victory.

It's the first time for my baby to do a live broadcast, so she can't let her broadcast it in the hospital.

He Yunting took Qiao Yi out of the hospital without even telling Zhao Yi.

It was only when Zhao Yi went to the ward for a routine checkup at night that he realized that the ward was empty.

That anger!

He took out his mobile phone and immediately made a call.

I wanted to reprimand him from a doctor's point of view for how infuriating his behavior of not caring about his body as a patient is.

pity--

The notification tone of "the number you have dialed is an empty number" in the handset was like a loud slap in the face, hitting his face with a slap!

Fuck!

He was blocked by He Yunting! ! !

In the end, there was nothing he could do with He Yunting, he stomped his feet twice, and left cursing.

After the two returned to the villa, He Yunting was a little tired.

Although it was just a bullet, the long gash in her waist was no joke after all, and because she had been in a coma for two days, she didn't sleep well at all.

He Yunting fell asleep almost as soon as he touched the pillow.

He didn't sleep enough by himself. Before falling asleep, he tightly held Qiao Yi's hand, making her unable to go anywhere. She lay down beside the man and fell asleep too.

When I woke up again, it was already the next morning.

When he opened his eyes, what he saw was the man's chin with green stubble.

He Yunting seemed to have woken up a long time ago, afraid of disturbing her, he kept his posture and did not move.

Qiao Yi immediately realized that He Yunting seemed to be sleeping on his side, so he tried to get up with his hands.

"Hiss...don't move."

The man's voice was hoarse with pain.

Qiao Yi froze immediately,

"Is the wound pressed?"

He Yunting had a forbearing expression, and after a while he said coquettishly,

"If you hold on to the posture for too long, even if you move a little bit, you will pull the wound muscle, which is a bit painful."

While heaving a sigh of relief, Qiao Yi suddenly felt distressed, and carefully slipped out of the man's arms.

"Don't move, I'll rub it for you."