A scantily clad woman knelt on the ground without being humble or haughty, looking at Nangong Han with an innocent face. There was a puddle of vomit in front of her.
Nangong Han's feet were stiff and motionless. The leather shoes on his feet were washed with acid water and became particularly shiny and translucent. They were sticky and fell along the edges of the shoes——
Butler He was slightly startled, "It seems that I need to go one more time." He turned around quickly and walked out immediately.
Teng Yue came to his senses and shouted to him: "Hey, my pants!" He got up and chased after him, but turned back when he reached the door. How could he go out to meet people like this?
He turned around and glanced at Nangong Han, and immediately secretly rejoiced, "Fortunately, it was wine that was thrown at me, not vomit. Otherwise, even if I wash out ten bottles of shower gel, I don't know if I can get rid of this disgusting sour smell."
Nangong Han pursed her thin lips and shot a fierce look at Xiang Yimo, "You..."
"You don't want me to lick it off, do you?" Xiang Yimo interrupted him, opened his bright, moist eyes, and blinked hard, with an innocent look on his face, "I will definitely vomit again!"
"If you can't lick it clean, just wash it for me!"
Unexpectedly, Nangong Han didn't make things difficult for her anymore. Xiang Yimo quickly got up from the ground, "Okay! I'll wash it for you!" She forced out a bright smile, which sounded full of joy, but in fact, there was resentment in her eyes.
What, you want to wash his feet? Who does she think she is? A maid?
It’s not like Xiang Yimo wanted to vomit him on purpose, it wasn’t him who brought his feet to him!
Teng Yue sighed, "Oh... this service is so considerate!"
"Are you envious? Do you want me to wash it for you?"
Teng Yue's eyes slowly moved down and fell on his wet pants, then he shook his head, "I want to keep myself clean!"
Xiang Yimo immediately brought out a basin of water, pinched his nose, took off his shoes, took off his socks, and pressed his feet into the basin.
Hot steam billowed out of the clear water, rising up and engulfing his entire feet.
Nangong Han was leaning on the sofa with his eyes closed. He suddenly opened his eyes. His eyes were filled with a layer of black energy. He frowned. He suddenly raised his red feet and kicked her on the chest, "You
You want to burn me to death!"
That kick happened to hit Xiang Yimo's wound, and the sharp pain instantly spread to her heart. The pain made her whole body break out in cold sweat. She fell to the ground on her side, pressed her heart with her hand, and gasped for air.
Nangong Han knew that the kick was a bit heavy, but it didn't cause her to gasp in pain, "Stop pretending!"
Xiang Yimo knew that she couldn't show any signs of trouble now, so she gritted her teeth and climbed up, holding back the pain and smiling weakly, "It seems like nothing can escape your eyes. The water is too hot, I'll add some more for you."
cold water."
Originally, Xiang Yimo poured hot water on purpose to clean him up, but instead of getting blisters on his feet, she was kicked. If he found out that her heart was injured, it would definitely be revealed, so she had to
Hold it back and send them away quickly.
Xiang Yimo didn't dare to offend him anymore, so she added half of the cold water, the temperature of the water dropped, and she washed his feet carefully.
The feet were cleaned, but there was still a bit of a sour smell. "Don't worry, I have a secret weapon!" Xiang Yimo suddenly took out something from his pocket.
"What do you want to do!" Nangong Han reacted quickly and quickly took out his pistol and pointed it at her.
He thought that what Xiang Yimo pulled out was a pistol and that she was a killer sent by her enemies. But the fact was that she took out a bottle of perfume from her pocket and pointed the nozzle at him.
One is holding a pistol and the other is holding perfume. The scene of the two people confronting each other is a bit more joyful.
Xiang Yimo curled her pale lips and sprayed his feet twice, "Don't bite Lu Dongbin, you don't know a good heart!"
"Why are you sweating so much all of a sudden?" Nangong Han stared at her sharply.
The sweat on his forehead was covered by the mask, but a thin layer of cold sweat also broke out on his neck and chest. "It's very hot, no way!"
"You are dressed so cool, are you still hot? I think you are nervous! Tell me! Who sent you here?"
"Do you have delusions of persecution? If I wanted to harm you, there would be plenty of opportunities, how could you still be alive today! Think about it with your toes, who would send someone as good as me to harm you?
I can’t even hold the wine, but I’m still in such bad shape that I puked on you.”
"Han, her sweating is not from nervousness, but from pain!" As expected of a doctor, he could see it at a glance.
Xiang Yimo was worried that he would think of the kick just now, so he said casually, "My aunt is here!"
"So you have menstrual cramps!"
"Yes!" Xiang Yimo nodded vigorously, "If the pain is severe, I will vomit."
"Is it like this every time you come here?"
"Oh...it's the same old problem!"
"It seems that you are cold and weak. You should make some brown sugar and ginger soup."
"After drinking it, the effect is not obvious."
…
The two of them asked and answered questions as to why she was being treated.
Nangong Han became increasingly angry and glanced sharply, "Teng Yue, when did you become a gynecologist?"
"I have a lot of knowledge!" He concluded in the end, "You should eat less cold food, get more rest, and dress warmly. After you have a child, your situation will be significantly improved."
"Teng Yue, believe it or not, I will change your hospital into a specialized gynecological hospital tomorrow!" Nangong Han suddenly became furious.
He immediately covered his mouth, and then realized that he had said the wrong thing and had stepped on his taboo.
This time, Xiang Yimo had a conflict with Nangong Han and left a letter to run away because of the issue of having a baby. Therefore, he cannot hear the topic of having a baby now.
"I should take more rest, so I'm leaving first! Please bear with me because of the poor reception today!" Xiang Yimo bowed, turned around and left.
"Wait!"
Nangong Lenghan suddenly said something, two simple words, but it frightened Xiang Yimo's little heart to beat faster and her breathing became rapid.
Her face turned pale and she turned around stiffly, "Sir, do you have anything else to do? I'm about to collapse. Please tell me if you have anything to say..." Fart quickly! Of course, she was cursing in her heart.
"Take off the mask!"
Xiang Yimo's eyes widened suddenly, showing an expression of horror and astonishment. His whole body trembled with fright, and the smile on his face gradually disappeared, and he said in a squeaky voice, "This...isn't this not good?"