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Chapter 156 Make You Sober
Qiao Xi frowned, raised her head and slapped her directly, "Are you awake now?"

"You dare to hit me?!"

Zhuang Mo turned up his volume and looked at Qiao Xi in disbelief. How dare this woman hit him?
"Second Young Master drank too much, I'll let you sober up, how can this be called beating you?"

Qiao Xi sneered, her tone was neither hasty nor slow, and she retreated a little more without showing any signs.

"Ah."

Suddenly there was a chuckle not far away, and the two of them looked back together, and Jun Jingting had already stood there at some point.

Although he didn't know when he came, Qiao Xi obviously felt relieved the moment he saw him.

The nerves that had been tense all the time also slowed down a little.

"Second Young Master Zhuang, it seems that he still hasn't learned how to be smart."

Jun Jingting walked over unhurriedly, but his eyes were full of coldness. He stared at Zhuang Mo's hand that was holding Qiao Xi just now, and narrowed his eyes slightly.

"That's naturally not as good as Mr. Jun."

Zhuang Mo was terrified by the man's eyes, even though he was very nervous, he still had the courage to look at the man a few times.

Jun Jingting walked to Qiao Xi's side and held him in his arms domineeringly, "Since I'm here, I don't need to trouble Er Shao Zhuang, please."

Feeling the familiar aura of the man, Qiao Xi completely relaxed.

Although he looked domineering, he supported Qiao Xi steadily, preventing the injured foot from being stressed at all.

How did he see that he was hurt?

Qiao Xi was secretly surprised, only to see Zhuang Mo glaring at herself, then turned and left.

Watching Zhuang Mo leave, Qiao Xi took off her guard and completely relaxed.

There were bursts of pain in her ankle, and Qiao Xi stood upright, trying not to look embarrassed.

"Does it hurt?"

The man knelt on the ground on one knee, reached out and gently rubbed Qiao Xi's ankle.

The last time I was injured here because of a car accident, I ran into it again today.

"Sigh~"

Qiao Xi couldn't hold back her muffled snort, and then bit her lips tightly, not letting herself make any sound.

In the next second, the man hugged him horizontally and strode out.

"You put me down."

Qiao Xi frowned, and moved her body uncomfortably.

"Do you still want your feet?"

The man lowered his eyes and squinted at Qiao Xi, only to see that the snow-white ankle had already been swollen to a high degree.

Qiao Xi gritted her teeth, turned away from looking at him, and still said stubbornly with a cold face, "I can do it myself."

The man completely ignored Qiao Xi's words, and strode out with Qiao Xi in his arms.

Zhuang Mo sat in the car and watched the two leave, the darkness in his eyes gradually became more intense.

In this round, he actually lost so badly.

If it wasn't because of Qiao Xi, how could things have turned out like this?
In his opinion, it must be Qiao Xi Gaomi who made Zhuang Han aware of it.

But this is not the case.

Jun Jingting drove Qiao Xi all the way home.

It is still Jun Jingting's home.

"Wrong way."

Qiao Xi was silent for a while, seeing the man bypassing her house and going straight into her house, she couldn't help but reminded her.

The man didn't say a word, he put Qiao Xi on the sofa, and turned to get the medicine box.

Qiao Xi pursed the corners of her lips, the apartment was still simple but tidy.

"I told you to stay away from the dealer."

The slender white soles of the feet rested on Jun Jingting's legs, and the ankles were swollen high, which looked a little shocking.

Qiao Xi turned her head uncomfortably, coughed lightly, and tried to retract her legs, "I'll just do it myself."

The man grasped the soles of Qiao Xi's feet, and carefully applied the ointment.

Under the light, Jun Jingting pursed her thin lips slightly, her expression full of seriousness, her long and narrow phoenix eyes were deep, and she gently pinched Qiao Xi's ankle.

"All right."

Jun Jingting withdrew her hand, looked at Qiao Xi staring at her in a daze, couldn't help laughing, "What? Thank you very much?"

Qiao Xi's face quickly flashed a little uncomfortable, so don't look away from him.

Jun Jingting was in a good mood, and put away all the ointment, "You rest here for a while."

After speaking, the man went straight out.

The ankle is icy and cool, which is the effect of the ointment.

It's time for her to go back.

Qiao Xi supported the sofa and stood up. Every time she took a step, there was a sharp pain in her ankle.

Sure enough, he had been injured for a hundred days, and the last injury hadn't healed, so new injuries immediately added to the old ones.

From the living room to the main door, there is a hallway and a short flight of stairs. Qiao Xi gritted her teeth and slowly started to go downstairs.

Qiao Xi still overestimated herself a little. She had just descended a few steps, and the pain in her ankle made her stand a little unstable. The spiral staircase made her step on the ground and fell straight down.

"careful!"

As soon as Jun Jingting went out, she saw Qiao Xi almost fell, and immediately reached out to catch her.

The imagined pain did not come, but fell into a warm embrace

Qiao Xi raised her head and met the slightly nervous eyes of the man.

"Too careless."

Jun Jingting frowned, reached out and grabbed Qiao Xi, and put her back on the sofa, "Sit here honestly."

Qiao Xi pursed her lips, and couldn't help blushing at the tips of her ears.

Jun Jingting changed into simple home clothes, and the light-colored trousers and coat made him look a little more casual and lazy than usual.

"Wait for me here."

Jun Jingting turned around and gave Qiao Xi a word, then turned around and strode into the kitchen.

Soon there was a sound from the kitchen.

He is cooking again.

This time Qiao Xi couldn't sit still anymore, after all, Jun Jingting was cooking for her, and he was so tolerant and considerate, which made her feel a little sorry.

Fortunately, the kitchen was not far away, Qiao Xi limped into the kitchen, seeing the busy figure of the man, Qiao Xi felt a strange feeling in her heart.

"How did you come?"

Sensing Qiao Xi's gaze, Jun Jingting turned her head and said with a straight face, "Go back and sit."

"Actually, you don't need to cook..."

Qiao Xi raised her head, just in time to meet the man's serious gaze, but Qiao Xi caught a hint of helplessness in her eyes.

"I'll help you."

When the words came to her mouth, Qiao Xi couldn't help but change her words. She always took the soft rather than the hard, and when he looked at her like this, Qiao Xi felt as if she didn't know what to do.

"Go and rest."

The man's expression eased a lot. This is a one-person apartment, and there is not much space in the kitchen. Jun Jingting's long arms and legs seem to be a bit difficult to use.

As if thinking of something, the man suddenly changed the subject and pointed to a plate of potatoes on the table, "Then you wash the vegetables."

Qiao Xi nodded before entering the kitchen.

In the small kitchen, Qiao Xi could even feel the breath of a man, and he inevitably felt a little uncomfortable.

Neither of them spoke, but the atmosphere was unexpectedly harmonious.

Qiao Xi's feet are inconvenient, and her movements are a little slow, and she is about to hand the potatoes to Jun Jingting.

As soon as she took a step, Qiao Xi's hands shook slightly, and a few potatoes rolled on the ground.

Qiao Xi blushed slightly, and looked at Jun Jingting with some embarrassment, "My feet are numb..."

(End of this chapter)