The rich and powerful: the devil's president haunts

Chapter 553 I Believe in You ([-])

"I heard, you don't have to worry about me." There was doting and distress in his eyes, he held her face carefully with one hand, and looked at it carefully.

"I,..." Feeling a little uncomfortable being looked at by Lu Qiancheng, she reached out and took his hand away.

"Yan Nuo, give me another month. After one month, I will come to pick you up and Yiran."

a month?

"Does it really only take a month?" She looked up, looking at his quiet and slightly stern face, slightly raised the corners of her lips, and there was a trace of obvious expectation in her eyes.

One month is really close.

As long as a month, the three of them will be able to reunite.

"Yes, one month." He gently squeezed her chin with his big hand, and with a little force, he brought her lips closer to his mouth, and he kissed her lips like a dragonfly.

"Go to the hospital for an examination, is there anything wrong with your body?" He was still worried, "Is there any injury on the body besides the face?"

"there is none left……"

"No, I want to check."

"This, this is the car, how do you check?" Yan Nuo grabbed his clothes with his hands, "Don't make a fuss, I'm really fine."

"Stop!" Lu Qiancheng said to Zhao Qi, and Zhao Qi immediately stopped the car smoothly.

"You go out first, and come up later when I call you."

"Yes." Zhao Qi responded, then turned off the car, took off his seat belt, and left the car.

"Are you going to take it off yourself or should I take it off, huh?" He seemed determined to check her body.

Yan Nuo naturally knew Lu Qiancheng's temper, so she had no choice but to take off her coat obediently.

Then he reached behind his back to unzip the back of his skirt.

The zipper was undone, and she took off her skirt to her waist.

There were also large and large bruises on her body, and he couldn't help frowning.

But, on her neck, on her chest...

Yan Nuo saw that his gaze suddenly became a little different. She lowered her head and glanced at her body, only to find that besides the bruises on her body, there were also ambiguous marks one after another. It was Si Shaoqian last night. left on her.

God, she was so careless that she forgot about it, otherwise, she wouldn't have taken off her clothes even if she died.

"That..." She hastily pulled up her skirt and put on her coat, but she didn't think of how to explain it to him.

"It's not what you think it is..."

"No need to explain."

"Huh?" Yan Nuo's heart became more and more uncertain, "Lu Qiancheng, I can explain this, please calm down first, and listen to me, okay?"

"I believe you."

He said, I believe in you.

Yan Nuo's lips opened and closed, but he didn't say anything in the end.

A simple belief is really enough.

"There is an old doctor of Chinese medicine in Lu's Bieyuan. I went back and asked him to prepare some ointment, the kind that promotes blood circulation and removes blood stasis, which is generally not available here. I will ask Zhao Qi to give it to you tomorrow."

"Oh……"

"You try to come out as little as possible these few days, and rest at Si's house to recuperate, you know?"

"Oh……"

"If you feel unwell, take Yiran to the servant for a while." He knew that she wished she could hold this son in her hand all the time.

"Lu Qiancheng, do you miss your son?" She suddenly raised her head and asked.

(End of this chapter)