When Xiang Chubei came home, Qin Qing was working on the project structure. She was not focused on anything else. She heard Sister Ying call "Master" and then felt a piece of her body sinking in. Xiang Chubei looked at it with a black face, extremely aggrieved.
My wife’s side face, asking for comfort.
Qin Qing did not look at him because of his gaze and continued to work. Sister Ying brought soup to Xiang Chubei. Seeing Xiang Chubei's handsome face covered with scars, she opened her mouth in surprise and Xiang Chubei nodded to her.
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Sister Ying is definitely a good actress. As soon as she let go of her hand, the soup bowl fell to the ground with a 'pop'.
Sister Ying raised her hand to cover her mouth: "Oh my God, Master, what happened to your face? Who is such a bastard, blah blah..."
Xiang Chubei coughed lightly to indicate that she was almost done, so Sister Ying stopped and hurriedly ran to get the medicine box.
Qin Qing then looked back at Chu Bei, also very surprised: "A Chu, what's wrong with you?"
"It's okay!" Xiang Chubei said coldly, lowering his head as if he didn't want to mention it.
"It's okay, it's all like this!" Qin Qing put down what she was doing, half-knelt on the sofa, and held up Xiang Chubei's face: "Who did it?"
"No one!" Major General Xiang frowned and turned his head.
Qin Qing seemed to understand something. Xiang Chubei had said before that it was Lu Yun who asked about the gathering, so she could probably guess who would go. The fact that Xiang Chubei never mentioned it must have something to do with Viscount Song. Xiang Chubei
He is so strong that no one else dares to touch him.
"Young Madam, medicine box." Sister Ying handed over the medicine box, and then said sheepishly: "Young Madam, I have something to do at home, can you leave first?"
Qin Qing smiled and nodded: "Sister Ying, thank you for your hard work."
Sister Ying walked away wisely, and began to act coquettishly towards Chu Bei. She held her head high and raised her injured face, waiting for Qin Qing to apply the medicine. Qin Qing was very good at it, holding his face, blowing on it first, and then applying the medicine.
Use cotton dipped in iodine to gently wash the wound.
"You are so old, why are you still acting like a child?" Qin Qing scolded.
"He messed with me!"
"You can't bear it, Ah Chu, you can't be so reckless. You are twenty-seven years old, and you think you are still seven." Seeing that he still dared to talk back, Qin Qing used her hands hard.
"Ah, wife, it hurts." Xiang Chubei shouted.
"I'm sorry." Madam Xiang showed no intention of apologizing.
"knew."
The major general who has always given orders always listens to his wife, pleases him and points his finger in the face, instructing his wife to apply the medicine.
"Here, um, here, it still hurts a little bit, ah, it hurts so much, it's such a heavy blow!"
"Do you still have it with you?" Qin Qing asked.
Xiang Chu Bei smiled evilly: "Wife, do you want to check my body?"
"Stop talking nonsense, take off your clothes and let me take a look."
"Let me show you, let me show you." Xiang Chubei obediently took off his clothes one by one, revealing his strong upper body, and asked: "Do you want to take off the lower part?"
"Did he hit you in the vagina?"
"He dares!"
Qin Qing rolled her eyes. She really didn't understand how Xiang Chubei's skills could be superior to Viscount Song. In fact, she was wrong. Viscount Song was injured more severely. Xu Jue knew this best. He clicked his tongue and shook his head.
"As expected of someone who has received special training, there are no injuries at all." Xu Jue shrugged.
Xiang Chu Bei was so cruel that the beating made Viscount Song's whole body sore, but the position was just right and no trace of injury could be seen.
"He's not much better!" Viscount Song said harshly, thinking about Xiang Chubei's pig-headed face, he was satisfied.