The Little Midnight Bride

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Ke Ke opened the rear door, and when one foot collapsed, there was already an umbrella on top of her head. She subconsciously wanted to stay away, not daring to be under the same umbrella with him.

Chen Lixin saw her dodge clearly, and without saying anything, he handed the umbrella directly into her hand, and walked towards the gate by himself in the rain.

Ke Ke held the umbrella by herself, saw him walk into the gate in the rain and completely disappeared from her sight, so she breathed a sigh of relief, and carefully stepped out with the other injured foot.

She couldn't wear high heels any more. She held an umbrella in one hand and high heels in the other. She stepped barefoot on the rain-soaked ground and walked towards the gate with a limp. [

In the living room, the parents and sister-in-law saw that the third young master had come, and they were busy preparing dinner, but Chen Lixin apologized, went directly upstairs to Ke Ke's room, opened the bathroom door, and rinsed his face with cold water. head.

Ke Ke walked into the main room, changed her slippers, and walked towards the living room in small steps. She didn't see Chen Lixin heaving a sigh of relief, and immediately frowned, because she saw the water stains along the stairs as she walked towards the stairs. All the way out of sight, she guessed that San Shao must have gone to her bedroom to take a shower again.

"Ke Ke, what's wrong with your feet?" Seeing her limping, the sister-in-law quickly put down what she was doing and trotted over.

Coco shook her head, her eyes were still red.

But she dodged and said, "Sister-in-law, I'm fine."

"Oh, you girl, why are your ankles swollen, go sit on the sofa, what did you do?" The sister-in-law helped her sit on the sofa in shock, knelt down to check her ankles, and said with a frown : "Oh, it's so swollen, Mama Li, Mama Li, hurry up and get the safflower oil."

When Mother You heard the words, she also hurried over, surrounded her to check on her, and asked distressedly, "How did you do it?"

"I'm going to call the family doctor." You's father frowned and dialed the number of the family doctor.

Is there a time when, in a simple and caring word from your dearest family and friends, you can no longer pretend, and the tears of grievance that you are holding back are as turbulent as a bank bursting?

Ke Ke grabbed the pillow on the sofa, hugged the pillow with both hands, and buried her head in the pillow, you could hear her whimpering voice: "It hurts...I'm afraid..."