Play coquettish with Joe

Chapter 3395 Bend down and hug her

After almost smashing everything that could be smashed in the kitchen, she sat on the ground weakly, hugged her knees, and stared blankly at the white wall in front of her.

His eyes were dull and dull, and his entire face was devoid of blood.

Her feet were still bleeding, and there were broken tiles beside her feet, which could be touched accidentally.

Rong Jincheng hurried back, the long gray trench coat on his body picked up a gust of wind, and he ran straight to the kitchen.

Seeing Han Yurou sitting on the ground with loose long hair, he frowned and stretched out his hand: "Come here."

Han Yurou, who was sluggish like a puppet, finally raised her head, turned her head and saw Rong Jincheng, her eyes met, and her pupils were shrunken him.

"Don't move, don't move." Rong Jincheng was shocked when he saw that there were debris all around her, "Wait for me, don't move."

The blood on her feet stopped bleeding, and the slippers were covered with red blood, which was shocking.

Rong Jincheng stepped over the debris carefully, bent down to pick her up when he was still a few steps away from Han Yurou, and carried her out of the kitchen.

Several servants were too frightened to move, he winked at them: "Go and clean up."

"Yes, Shao Rong."

Rong Jincheng carried her to the bedroom, feeling that something was wrong with her: "Why are you so hot? Do you have a fever? I'm glad you're sick again."

"I'm fine." She finally spoke, her voice hoarse.

"What's the matter with the eyes? They're all red."

She didn't speak, and her face had a tired sheen.

Rong Jincheng carried her to the bed, and took out alcohol and bandages from the medicine box.

It's been a long time since he, a young master who doesn't touch his fingers, has done this kind of thing, but such a small thing can't trouble him. He lowered his head, took off her slippers, and carefully treated her wound with alcohol.

"Hiss..." Han Yurou frowned in pain.

"Don't move, it will be fine soon, and it won't hurt after sticking it on. Would you like me to blow it off for you?" Rong Jincheng smiled so brightly that she really had to blow it off twice.

Han Yurou frowned and withdrew her feet.

"Don't move, don't move, stop blowing, I'll put a band-aid on you." Rong Jincheng tore off the band-aid and helped her stick it squarely. He was very satisfied with himself, "It's the first time helping someone put this on." Planting things, but my craft is not bad."

"Okay." He stood up, "Why are your eyes red? When I was discharged from the hospital, I was called over by the lawyer, so I couldn't go back to Jinyuan. You won't be angry, right?"

"No."

"Oh, I'm being self-indulgent." He was not angry, "I have to rush back later, saying that there are problems with several contracts, and the matter is not small."

"I'm fine here."

"Have a cold? His voice is hoarse." He asked with concern, "I'll come back to accompany you at night."

"I have a cold, you go back to the company, it will infect you."

"I have a good physique, and I don't catch colds so easily. You've been with me for so long, have you seen me catch a cold?" He giggled, lowered his head and kissed her lips, and then let go, "I'll see if it's contagious." .”

"You're crazy." She glared at him.

"No, if you really catch a cold, I'll lie down with you at home." He still had a smile on his face.

As the saying goes, don't hit a smiling person with your hand, Han Yurou didn't say anything.

"Stay with you for a while, I'll go to the company later, don't worry." Rong Jincheng carried her to the bed and covered her with a quilt, "It's really cold outside today, so don't go out if you have nothing to do."

(End of this chapter)