,

Song Sanxi felt a sense of universal compassion in her heart.

She lay on her stomach, trembling.

House robe, rolled up.

Exposing a large section of her beautiful white legs.

The tip of my right toe was dripping with blood.

It dripped onto the creamy white oak floor, and there was already a small puddle.

That scene was shocking.

Song Sanxi hurried over, turned her over, and lay down.

He whispered: "Your toenails have been kicked over. Just bear with me and I will take care of it for you right away."

Wang Xia was in tears, and in her sight was that blurry handsome face with a kind expression.

It comforted her a lot.

No matter how you look at it, he is actually not a bad person, nor a prodigal, nor a scumbag!

Come to think of it, he's really good.

Wang Xia nodded, her voice a little hoarse, "Sanxi, thank you."

Song Sanxi smiled lightly and handed her a tissue to wipe her tears.

He squatted down and held up the beautiful little foot. He could smell the fragrance of a woman mixed with the smell of blood.

He took out a special tablet from the medicine box and wrapped the injured big toe first.

After a while, Wang Xia felt numb and no pain at all.

She looked at him in surprise with tears in her eyes.

Song Sanxi smiled lightly, "This is an anesthetic tablet. I prepared it. It's quite useful, right?"

"Well, you are really capable. Fortunately, you are here."

Song Sanxi said nothing and immediately cleaned the wound with alcohol.

Apply medicine and bandage.

"Hey, the old immortal is still there?"

"Um"

"Won't he come upstairs?"

"If he comes up, I'll lose and I'll give you the chicken farm."

"So sure?"

"certainly"

""

After finishing it, help Wang Xia over and let her sit down.

Then he found a pair of her slippers and asked her to put them on.

Then, he sat next to her and while arranging the medicine box, he said softly: "Okay, after my treatment, your toenails won't fall off. It can be as fast as three or four days, or as slow as a week, and it will be fully recovered."

"It's just that you have to learn to control your emotions, don't use force, and don't move around too much."

"I'm a little drunk too. I went to your house for dinner. The food wasn't very fragrant, so that's all. I even treated you for bleeding."

"Haha, damn it!" Wang Xia couldn't help laughing, and then she hugged his waist.

Naturally, I leaned on his shoulder and didn't know what to say.

In my heart, I felt sad and sad.

Tears flowed down unsatisfactorily.

Song Sanxi's waist hardened, "Uh, Sister Xia, you..."

Wang Xia hugged him, shook him, and whispered shyly, "Song Sanxi, give me a hug."

"ah?"

"Hug me, are you stupid?"

Her delicate and low-pitched cry sounded again.

Hi!

Song San sighed happily and had no choice but to open his arms and hug her.

Wang Xia slipped into his arms.

She hugged his neck and cried sadly.

Song Sanxi could understand her mood.

To be honest, such a woman became like this after being hurt by her family.

Such a luxurious villa with an elevator is so empty!

She lives alone.

There is a company that has made a lot of money, of course under the arrangement of Wang Wenhong.

He has no worries about food and clothing, and his social status is not low.

But, her heart is hurt.

Her soul is lonely.

She needs comfort, needs enlightenment, needs a hug, needs a warm and caring kind.

In other words, she needs to be happy and be a truly happy person.

But, she can't do it yet.

Song Sanxi felt bitter.

It seems like he is so much closer to her heart?

In the courtyard of the villa, Wang Wenhong knelt in the night wind.

He remained motionless, looking up at the villa.

The cold wind blew the tears and dried them.

My knees ached, but I was firm.

It's just that I couldn't straighten my waist, so I was lying on my stomach.
Chapter completed!