Qin Feiyang's arrogant and unflattering smile flashed through her mind. She gritted her teeth in hatred, shook her head, and got up to go to the bathroom to freshen up. However, as soon as she moved, the soreness in her arms spread to her whole body, and pain oozed from her forehead.
broke into a cold sweat
It hurts... It seems that she will have to go to the hospital tomorrow
She stared down at the red and swollen back of her hand and her arm covered with bruises, narrowed her eyes, fluttered her thick eyelashes a few times, like a butterfly falling quickly, and the pain in her eyes flashed past.
If this hand becomes useless, will her beloved cosmetics career also be put on hold?
Will she never be able to pick up colored pens and brush heads again...
At this moment, she felt unprecedented panic, as if there was an airtight net, strangling her so that she couldn't breathe.
She collapsed onto her bed again, closed her eyes, a hint of bitterness appeared on her lips, her eyelids moved twice, but in the end she couldn't resist the sleepiness and fell asleep.
However, just when she was about to fall asleep, a shadow enveloped her body. She opened her sleepy eyes and raised her hand to block the man's sharp sight. At this moment, his face was immersed in the watery moonlight, and she could not see the depth.
facial features, only a glimpse of the charming and chilling outline
"stand up"
The cold voice sounded in the room and penetrated Meng Xinran's eardrums clearly, but she was really unable to resist the surging sleepiness. She narrowed her dark eyes and shook her head.
"sleepy……"
After a moment of spinning, the fragrant body fell into Ling Ye's arms. She leaned softly against his strong chest and murmured in a low voice: "What do you want to do?"
His deep eyes glanced at the tip of her eyebrows, and his soft face like the bright white moon converged into his dark green pupils. His chest heaved and his body became a little warm. After a long while, he looked away and carried her downstairs.
place on sofa
The aroma of food filled the entire living room. Meng Xinran opened her eyes and suddenly became energetic. She saw Ling Ye sitting in front of her, holding a bowl of white porridge with some green vegetables sprinkled on it.
"This...did you do this?" She swallowed and asked.
Ling Ye nodded lightly, but did not hand the bowl to her, instead holding it in front of her and pretending to drink it herself. Originally, Meng Xinran wanted to gain some backbone, but her belly growled so loudly that she had no choice but to join in eagerly.
Go over and blink a few times
"Want to drink?" A low and hoarse voice escaped from her thin lips, which made her feel unreal.
This is all so weird!
Meng Xinran thought about it, but still nodded solemnly.
"Give me your hand." He couldn't help but grab her arm with his big palm, squeezed it hard, and then pushed it upward.
ah--
"Crack~~" Only the crisp sound of bones was heard. When she came back to her senses, a few lines of tears overflowed from her eyes. Her whole little face was also pale and pale. In just a few seconds, she was so painful that she was dying.
What a beast~~~
She wailed in her heart, how could she be lied to? This man was obviously trying every means to torture her. The more pain she felt, the happier he was.
The next second, a faint herbal smell penetrated into the nasal cavity, and the burning pain disappeared without a trace, replaced by a slight coolness, which was very comfortable.
She lowered her head and looked at her palms, which were rough from years of fighting. She massaged the backs of her hands and arms repeatedly with ointment...