While he was still hesitating, Xiaoxiao had already dug out his clothes and pants from the closet, and while putting them on for him, she said, "Stop being childish and leave quickly."
The matter was more serious than he thought. There were quite a lot of muscles and blood vessels in the palm of his hand. Not only did he need six stitches, but he was also ordered by the doctor not to touch it casually.
Fortunately, it was my left hand, otherwise, I would have been in big trouble.
"Does it hurt?" Xiaoxiao held his hand and asked softly. The sparkle in her eyes told him that the pain was on him and the pain was in her heart.
He withdrew the injured hand and said nonchalantly: "Don't keep mentioning that wound, and it won't hurt me anymore."
He didn't like to see Xiaoxiao's expression, although according to the plan he had to make Xiaoxiao fall in love with him.
However, when he saw the concern on Xiaoxiao's face, he felt uncomfortable all over, even more uncomfortable than the wound on his hand.
"I didn't mean it..." Xiaoxiao hurriedly explained, but when she saw Han Murphy's cold eyes, she could no longer speak.
In her heart, she never understood this man.
Sometimes he is cold and sometimes he is hot.
Sometimes tender and sweet, sometimes rough and wild.
Who is he?
After a long time, Han Murphy slowly raised his arm, put his arm around her shoulders, and whispered: "What? Are you angry?"
She snuggled up to Han Murphy and said, "No."
"I'm sorry, I feel uncomfortable when I think that I can't move my hands and it would be troublesome to handle many tasks."
"I know, I understand. Every time I'm sick, I'm in a bad mood."
In the following days, Han Murphy was indeed in a bad mood. In addition to having crazy lingering every night, he stayed in his bedroom all day long without coming out.
A wonderful trip to Paris turned out to be something I don’t know what to expect.
Xiaoxiao didn't have a single euro on her, and she couldn't help but ask Han Murphy for it.
Apart from staying in the hotel, she can only visit Paris on her legs.
Fortunately, they were staying at the e (Place Vendôme).
Place Vendôme is in the center of Paris and is known as the "jewelry box of Paris".
The jewelry stores around her were dizzying to her eyes.
From Chanel (p; arpels), all the world's top jewelry brands compete here.
The feeling of seeing brand-name jewelry in a magazine is completely different from seeing the real thing in front of your eyes.
In the display window, every diamond is so dazzling and brilliant.