Chapter 42

Qiao Qing: "...I don't think you hurt."

"give or not?"

Qiao Qing: "..."

"Won't you rob me?"

"you……"

As soon as Qiao Qing opened his mouth, the lollipop was snatched away.

Looking at a handsome face close at hand, she took a step back.

Jun Yexuan ate the snatched lollipop and smiled complacently, "It's so sweet."

In a word, I don't know if I'm talking about sugar or people.

No matter how calm Qiao Qingrao was, a suspicious blush appeared on his face, "Do you still want to deal with your injury?!"

The corners of Jun Yexuan's lips were wickedly hooked, and he smiled like a cat that stole the fish, "Yes."

Then he lay lazily on the bed, with the image of a charming son picked by Ren Jun.

Qiao Qing took a deep breath, resisting the urge to throw the person out, and quickly cleaned the blood from the wound with disinfectant cotton.

Looking at the ferocious injury, Qiao Qing said indifferently, "No matter how self-willed you are, this injury will not heal for a month!"

A look of grievance appeared on Jun Yexuan's overly gorgeous face, "Qingqing, is your heart made of stone? I hurt you."

Qiao Qing laughed, "She's old, and the impact of a crutch on her body won't produce much impact, it can be calculated by the decibel of the sound.

I am a doctor. Considering the injury from the last time you applied the medicine, your physique, the time elapsed so far, and the speed of healing, this wound will at most hurt your skin, and it will not reach this level at all.

So, you must have done other things during the day that don't care about your own body, so what has it got to do with me? "

Jun Yexuan: "..."

How could he forget that this is a little girl with a terrifying intelligence quotient?

However, he somehow felt that such a serious little girl was cute.

Qiao Qing could feel the hot gaze above his head without even looking, so he couldn't help speeding up.

Jun Yexuan looked at her, and suddenly asked the question that had been circling in his heart for a day, "Who are you Fenghen?"

Qiao Qing's men stopped for a while, not going to answer his question.

Jun Yexuan grabbed her hand, his eyes were rather aggressive, "Do you like him?"

Qiao Qing was annoyed, "Jun Sanshao, I'm only 17 and still in high school, please pay attention to your words and behaviors."

Jun Yexuan looked at her with deep eyes, "But he's eyeing you, and he's bound to win."

Qiao Qing's lips pursed into a straight line,

"That's why." Jun Yexuan smiled, and in an instant he returned to that elusive state of confusion.

"Don't rely on youth to think of men too purely. Age is never a problem. After all, men can wait for you to grow up."

Qiao Qingdai frowned, "What are you trying to say?"

"If you don't mean that to Fenghen, break his thoughts as soon as possible."

Qiao Qing sneered, "This seems to be my own business, Jun Sanshao is just a passerby, what qualifications do you have to interfere with me?"

Jun Yexuan was stunned when he heard the words, and the words lingered in his mouth for a long time without coming out.

Qiao Qing withdrew her hand, got up and left after finishing the final dressing steps.

Inside the study.

Qiao Qing took out the jewelry box with the ring from the drawer, and tapped her fingers on the table a few times, "Lang Yin."

As soon as she finished speaking, a ghostly figure flashed in from the window, and fell silently, like a shadow.

Qiao Qing pushed the jewelry box forward, "Go to Jingmen and return the seal."

four shifts