Prosperous Warm Marriage

Chapter 37 Does He Look Like Lack of Money?

Chapter 37 Does He Look Like Lack of Money?

"do not move."

The burning pain in his abdomen and the dirt on his shirt made Feng Zhaoyang frowned slightly. While shouting two words in a cold voice, he reached out and grabbed his warm wrist.

Don't know be careful?

The chaotic situation in front of him made Feng Zhaoyang want to complain, but his eyes fell on his warm, red and swollen fingers, and when he reached his mouth, he suddenly couldn't speak. He immediately turned around, turned on the faucet, and grabbed the warm Hands are rinsed under the tap.

At this moment, Nuan Nuan was stunned!

She was already mentally prepared to be scolded by Feng Zhaoyang, but she didn't expect that Feng Zhaoyang not only didn't scold her, but also ignored the burns on his body to take care of the minor injuries on her hands!

The cold tap water hit the red and swollen fingers, which hurt slightly.Wen Nuan didn't even frown, she raised her head slightly and stared blankly at Feng Zhaoyang.

"Brother Feng, Sister Nuannuan, are you all right?"

When the incident happened suddenly, Xia Ze was stunned for a moment, but as soon as he recovered, he walked over immediately.

"It's okay." Feng Zhaoyang let go of his warm hand and said calmly.

"How could it be okay!" Wen Nuan suddenly came back to his senses, thinking that her fingers were all burnt, and he must be more serious, so she said guiltily, "Take off your clothes, and apply cold water to the burnt area."

Feng Zhaoyang's shirt had already been unbuttoned by warmth, and from the opened gap, one could vaguely see a patch of flushed skin.However, at the moment, the warm mood calmed down a little, unlike just now when he was in a panic, he reached out to unbutton Zhaoyang's shirt regardless of his care.

Wen Nuan lowered his head, looked at the dirt on his shirt, then looked up at Feng Zhaoyang's face, hesitating, not daring to make a move.

"You pack here, I'll go back and change."

Feng Zhaoyang saw the warm hesitation and guilt in his eyes, his black eyes flickered for a moment, then he turned his face away, explained something to Xia Ze briefly, and then turned to leave.

"Your wound needs to be dealt with in time." Seeing that Feng Zhaoyang was about to leave, Nuan couldn't help reminding.

"Tie your shoelaces first."

A little burn, Feng Zhaoyang didn't take it seriously, although it hurt, but he could bear it, he glanced coldly at the shoes under Wen Nuan's feet, then turned around and left, still looking like the familiar Gao cold.

this person...

It's this time, can you not pretend to be cool!

Nuan Nuan stared at Feng Zhaoyang's back for a while, then secretly slandered, bit her lip, then squatted down, and tied her shoelaces.

"Sister, come out and sit down. I'll clean up inside later." There was a wide counter between Xia Ze and Nuannuan. Say.

"Xia Ze, I'm sorry for making you mess up." Nuan Nuan squatted on the ground, tilted his head, and looked at Xia Ze with guilt.

"It's okay, I've already called you sister, and you still see me like this." Xia Ze smiled brightly, waved his hand to Wen Nuan, and urged, "Come out, I'll find you burn ointment."

"Xia Ze, you're so kind." Nuan Nuan suddenly felt a little moved, feeling that a friend he just met could be so tolerant and caring towards him.

"Isn't it? I said a few nice words and you were moved?" Xia Ze wrote novels. Although he didn't have a lot of money, he was careful, and he was good at guessing other people's psychology.Hearing Nuan Nuan's words, he laughed and joked, "If you want to thank you, you should thank Brother Feng first. He found out that your finger was burned the first time, and he helped you deal with it in time."

Just now, Xia Ze was stunned, partly because he saw Feng Zhaoyang holding warm hands.Because, when he first met Feng Zhaoyang, he knew that Feng Zhaoyang didn't like to have physical contact with others, whether they were acquaintances or strangers, even Chi Xu, who had the closest relationship with him, Feng Zhaoyang Yang will also deliberately keep a distance, he doesn't like to be close to others, let alone take the initiative to get close to others, so he once thought that Feng Zhaoyang is the kind of person with social phobia, but today there is an exception, no matter it is out of distress , or for other reasons, Feng Zhaoyang would hold warm hands, which means that warmth is special.

"Then quickly find out the scalding ointment, and I'll send it to him." Nuannuan felt guilty at first, but after being teased by Xia Ze, the little prejudice against Feng Zhaoyang completely dissipated, and there was even A little grateful.

Even though his face was not very good-looking just now, and he didn't say anything nice, but in terms of actions, he was indeed a gentleman.

Hearing this, Xia Ze smiled, and after a while, he dug out the burn ointment from the box on the counter, and threw it to Wen Nuan while saying, "Take it."

call out!
The scald ointment drew an arc in the air, Wen Nuan raised his hands, and caught it very accurately, then thanked him, and left the coffee shop and walked towards the opposite office.

Wen Nuan has never been to Feng Zhaoyang's office, and I don't know which one it is, but now it's off-duty time, and everyone staying in the office is eating, so Nuan Nuan didn't disturb others, and walked along the doors of each office. After looking for the sign on the screen, after a while, I found the office of the "Design Director" at the end of the corridor.

knock --

After taking a few deep breaths, Wen Nuan reached out to knock on the door, because the surroundings were quiet, the sound of knocking on the door was clearer, and it fell on Nuan Nuan's heart one by one, making her feel uneasy.

After a while, the door opened, and Feng Zhaoyang's tall and straight body and handsome face were revealed through the crack of the door.

"Are you really okay? If the injury is serious, you must go to the hospital." Although Wen Nuan was a little nervous, she had a clear purpose and expressed her concern with a single mouth.

"It's okay." Feng Zhaoyang remained expressionless, and his tone of voice was still cold and calm.

"Then take this scald ointment and apply some on the burnt area, the wound will heal faster." After speaking, Nuan put the scald ointment into Feng Zhaoyang's hand, then turned and walked away.

Alas, does this seem too insincere?
After walking a few steps, Nuan Nuan felt a little annoyed, bit her lip, turned around, and saw Feng Zhaoyang still standing at the door, so she added, "I'm sorry for hurting you by mistake, if you need medical expenses or spirit As for the damages, you can tell me, I will definitely not renege on it."

After finishing speaking, Nuannuan immediately walked away quickly, looking at her back, Feng Zhaoyang frowned slightly, thinking to himself, does he look like he is short of money?
(End of this chapter)

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