My Cunning Little Wife

The woman's scream also made Luo Jingchen a little nervous. She looked down at her and said, "what's the matter with you?"

To fold a face, half a day just say: "my foot good ache!"

The man retreated slightly and saw that the woman was bending over and holding her feet. He kept shouting that it hurt, it hurt

Luo Jingchen half squatted on the ground to check her feet. Her slender ankle was really a little red and swollen, with a tone of reprimand, "I told you how many times to stay at home and recuperate, you don't listen, now you deserve it!"

Isn't it good to lie down at home? I have to run to some troupe.

Xiang duo's expression is more aggrieved, "I go out to take a taxi, and I always sit in front of the machine when I work. It's you who always pull me suddenly that I'll wring!"

In fact, he always hurt her when he works so rudely in restaurants and toilets.

He frowned, as if wondering when he had pulled her? "I'm not at home for a few days, and your feet swell up again. How stupid you are! I won't take care of myself at all! "

Xiang Duo is too lazy to argue with him again. She doesn't know how free he is when he's not at home. She doesn't know how clean her ears are. But she can't annoy him now. She has to pretend that she can do it. She says pitifully, "I don't know if my feet will get inflamed. What can I do?"

Luo Jingchen raised his eyes to see her. The woman lowered her head and her hair fell on her shoulder. She spoke with red eyes, inexplicably with a feeling of weakness. She sat beside her, hugged her waist and lowered her high voice. "It hurts?"

Xiang duo looked up at him and said, "it really hurts!"

In fact, it's not so exaggerated. It's just that it hurts when walking. But in front of this man, it's better to have a soft bun, so as to wake up his so-called conscience. After all, the foot injury has something to do with him, and he knows it in his heart, otherwise he won't take care of her for so many days in vain.

Luo Jingchen pecked her lips, rarely explained once, "you are wearing a long skirt, I can't see your feet, I thought you are better."

Xiang duo's eyebrows and eyes were gentle and bent his lower lip. "It doesn't matter. I'll go to the hospital to change medicine tomorrow."

Originally, she planned to go to the hospital for dressing change some time these days.

They seldom have such a harmonious dialogue. When they are alone, they always quarrel, scold each other, sneer at each other, and look for trouble by stepping on each other's shortcomings. But every time Xiang duo's attitude softens down, Luo Jingchen will be angry. After grasping this logic, she will always use it at the critical moment.

Now, for example, he would give up the idea of sleeping with her.

He got up. "I'll take a shower and take you to the hospital."

Her feet are so swollen that she can't wait until tomorrow to go to the hospital.

Xiang duo looks at his tall figure disappearing in the bedroom door, droops his eyes and looks at the red and swollen part of his feet, and caresses it delicately. It's better to go to the hospital now and let the doctor see it, so as not to be unable to go to work tomorrow.

Wu ran, his cell phone on the desk rang and called to duo several times, but he didn't answer. Maybe she was taking a bath. She took a look at the fixed number, not the private number, and then picked it up. The other side politely said, "Hello, Mr. Luo."

"I'm not Mr. Luo. He's busy now. It's not convenient for him to answer the phone. Please call back later."

The other side explained, "well, Mr. Luo ordered a crystal necklace in our store and it arrived. Would you please pass it on for us?"

Xiang duo doesn't like to be a microphone. "I don't have time. You'll try again later."

The other party pauses and replies, "OK."

She put the phone back in place, crystal necklace? Of course, this kind of thing is for women, but who is the crystal necklace for?

Of course, it can't be used to give it to her. Xiang Duo is just curious. Which woman is the crystal necklace for? Recently, there seems to be no news in the newspaper that he is close to any woman.

While thinking about it, Luo Jingchen came out with a bath towel, and her six abdominal muscles fell into her eyes, with a man's unique strength.

He turned to duo and didn't look at him. "Your cell phone rang many times just now."

The man picked up his mobile phone and looked at it. He didn't say anything. He turned and went back to the bedroom to change his clothes. When he came out again, he was already well-dressed. He didn't wear a suit. He was a self-cultivation casual suit. He was clean and elegant.

In the hospital, the doctor drugged her feet again and told her, "Mrs. Luo, your feet have almost recovered, but remember to walk less. It's good for recovery."

Xiang duo, of course, also wanted to get his feet ready quickly. He nodded and asked, "doctor, is there any medicine wine that can be taken back to wipe?"

Now she is also involved in the work of the crew, and can't delay the progress.

The doctor said, "yes, it's made by myself. It's in the medicine cabinet."

She turned to look at the man standing, very natural tone, "you go with the doctor to get it, I'll wait for you in the corridor seat outside."

Luo Jingchen picked next eyebrow, she pour is to order very smoothly, "wait!" Then he followed the doctor out.After a while, Xiang duo sat on the chair outside and looked down at the foot covered by the long skirt. She had heard aunt Ru say that medicinal wine has a special effect on traumatic injury, hoping to get better soon.

Suddenly a familiar male voice came into her ear, "blossoming?"

Xiang duo raised her eyes and looked at the man opposite. He was still so handsome, but his face was no longer green and astringent at the beginning, but with some mature man's breath. She smiled, "Mr. Gu, hello."

She had been in business before. She had learned the skill of hypocrisy and tact incisively and vividly. She was just a predecessor. She didn't need to meet her enemies. Besides, the Empire and lofan were still cooperating. It was etiquette to meet them.

Gu Hanyin, wearing a sick suit, deliberately ignored her custom, and looked at her directly. In a worried tone, "where did you get hurt, why did you come to the hospital?"

Is something wrong?

Xiang duo really wants to smile. How can this person still talk to her with such a familiar tone.

She understated the way: "the foot accidentally sprained, nothing big."

If it wasn't a big deal, she wouldn't have been at home for nearly a month, but these things have nothing to do with Gu Hanyin. He doesn't need to know too much.

She looked at Gu Hanyin, in addition to pale, but can't see what's wrong with him, "are you in hospital?"

He said with a pause, "yes, I had a small operation on my stomach and I've been living for several weeks."

She also took out a polite smile to treat customers, "stomach disease can be big or small, you should pay attention to, take care of your body."

She thought, now she can treat Gu Hanyin so flatly, maybe it's because the haze he left in her heart has dissipated a lot.

Time has changed, there is no need to care.

Gu Hanyin walked into her, his eyes lit up a kind of thing called hope, ecstatic voice, "blossoming, you care about me!"