Chapter 852 She Asked Him, Is Your Hand Injured?

"I will do it myself."

In the panic, Deng Wanting forgot that she could not see, so she bent down and reached out to twist the towel. Unexpectedly, her hand was empty, and she fell forward with her center of gravity unsteady!

In the air, the two people's exclamations sounded at the same time,

"ah!"

"Fairy!"

Xiao Jintang's pupils shrank suddenly.

In almost a second, he stretched out his foot and kicked the basin filled with hot water away from him, and raised his hand to catch the fallen woman.

But it was too late. There was a "bang" and a sudden impact of gravity. Xiao Jintang hugged her and hit her straight to the floor.

After the basin slid on the floor for several meters, it also hit the wall. After shaking violently, water splashed all over the floor.

…

Deng Wanting was pressed on Xiao Jintang's body and held tightly in his arms. Her hand had firmly grasped his strong arm the moment she was caught by him.

It seemed that he was the person she trusted the most.

In his chest, the nervous heartbeat sounded, "dong-dong-dong-", so clear in the quiet air.

Xiao Jintang fell to the ground and patted her back gently with some difficulty.

"Fairy, don't be afraid, it's okay."

His gentle comfort came, penetrating the eardrums and falling into my heart, like a magic voice. Suddenly, the panic that filled my heart at the moment of falling disappeared.

Because Deng Wanting had her head lying down, Xiao Jintang did not see that her pale cheeks were faintly stained with a thin layer of red.

Deng Wanting wanted to get up from Xiao Jintang's body, but she couldn't see it. She could only fumble with her hands randomly to find some strength, but she touched his hand.

There is some warm moisture, as if dipped in hot water, but it feels sticky.

Xiao Jintang suddenly retracted his hand as if he was afraid of being discovered, his voice was slightly hoarse,

"Don't move. You're still injured. I'll pick you up."

The trauma she suffered in the car accident has not fully healed yet.

…

Deng Wanting was slightly startled.

Xiao Jintang had already picked her up, carefully placed her on the bed, and said,

"Don't move, I'll get another basin of water."

Then, Xiao Jintang walked to the wall again, picked up the knocked over basin, and walked into the bathroom.

A bright red blood trail was left on the white floor. Under the dim light, the color was too strong and eye-catching.

Xiao Jintang put his hand under the faucet and spread his clenched fists. The scabbed wounds from the last time he smashed the wall were all cracked because of the force just now.

Xiao Jintang directly rinsed the blood off his hands with water, then connected the basin and carried it out.

As before, Xiao Jintang half-knelt on the ground and put her feet into the hot water, but only used his left hand to wash her feet. He was afraid that his bleeding right hand would contaminate the water.

…

Suddenly, in the silent air, a woman's voice came from above,

"Is your hand hurt?"

Not a question, but an affirmation.

Xiao Jintang hesitated for a moment, then subconsciously shook his head and answered,

"No."

He didn't know why he lied to her, subconsciously he just didn't want her to know.

Deng Wanting's willow-like eyebrows frowned slightly.

Then she raised her hand. She couldn't see where he was, so she could only reach out and wave it in front of his eyes based on her feeling.

The blood on his hand was stained on her slender fingertips.

…

Xiao Jintang's ears suddenly turned red, like a little boy who had made a mistake and was discovered by the class teacher. His handsome brows became uneasy.

"Fairy, I..."

"I'll take care of it later."

Xiao Jintang was suddenly stunned and had another intermittent dementia attack.

When he came back to his senses, Deng Wanting had already laid down and fell asleep. Her frown fell, and she felt peaceful.

Xiao Jintang stood in front of the bed, holding a basin, looked at the woman, then at his injured right hand, and smiled foolishly.

Outside the window, the early spring night was still cold, but the dark curtain had faded away from the gray and was dotted with countless stars, twinkling.

…

On the bridge in City A, the murmur of a certain evildoer never turned off the flames.

"Daughter-in-law, are you cold?

Otherwise, let's go back. The wind is so strong at night. If you catch a cold later, Mommy will kill me with a pan.

Wife, when we go back I will make you a midnight snack. What do you want to eat?

otherwise……"

Ai Qianqian really couldn't stand the noisy man next to her, so she glared with her big bright eyes.

"Ji Moji, can you still take a nice walk with me? Look at what I'm wearing, fully armed, just like a teddy bear. I'm not cold even if it hails.

If you want to go back, go back by yourself! "

Ji Tianqi hugged her arms tightly and shook her head wildly.

"Daughter-in-law, take a nice walk!"

…

Ai Qianqian snorted, a arrogant smile appeared on her bright little face, and she raised her arms like a stupid bear.

"Husband, carry me."

"As you command, my dear wife."

Ji Tianqi's doting eyes were almost drowning. He turned around, squatted down, and patted his shoulder.

"Daughter-in-law, come up and slow down."

Ai Qianqian had a big belly and climbed up awkwardly.

"Daughter-in-law, are you holding me tight?"

"Hold tight."

Ji Tianqi stood up easily and shouted,

"Your Majesty, get up and drive."

Ai Qianqian let out a "puff" and chuckled.

…

The cold evening breeze blew over the sea, carrying the smell of the sea, ruffling the woman's long hair as soft as a waterfall, and scattered it at the corners of her mouth, but it could not hide the happy and peaceful smile.

Under the bright starlight, the beauty blooms, fading away from all the prosperity of this prosperous age.

Ai Qianqian's little head lay on Ji Tianqi's shoulder, and the thick velvet woolen hat only exposed her palm-sized face, which was flushed.

"Ji Moji, are you serious?"

Ji Tianqi blurted out,

"Heavy."

Ai Qian smiled and was annoyed. Although she felt it was quite heavy, with two babies in her belly, even if it was heavy, she would still say it was not heavy to death!

How to be a husband!

…

Ai Qianqian stretched out her hand to pull Ji Tianqi's ears, smiled sweetly, gritted her teeth deliberately,

"Ji Moji, I'll give you another chance. Is it serious?"

"The whole world is carried on your shoulders. Do you think it's heavy?"

Ji Tianqi turned his head slightly and met the little white rabbit's smiling eyes, with his evil red lips curling into a smile.

Ai Qianqian blinked her big eyes, and suddenly her crooked eyebrows and smile became even brighter, and she asked again,

"Ji Moji, besides me, will you carry other girls on your back?"

"impossible!"

"Liar."

"Daughter-in-law, I swear!"

Ji Tianqi even stopped and looked serious.

…

Ai Qianqian smiled mischievously again, twirling his broken hair randomly.

"What about little rabbit? The little lover you have longed for has been born. Aren't you going to carry your daughter on your back?"

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(Little rabbits, Tutu would like to ask, do you like the love story between Mr. Xiao and the fairy? Do you think Tutu always writes supporting roles and there is no focus?)