"First sister, you and Mr. Xiang will take a flight back, and I will drive the car back." After the doctor hastily treated Xiang Yutian's injury, Gu Ying stepped forward to make arrangements.
"Um."
Jiang Weiwei had no objection and turned around to leave. Xiang Yutian's dissatisfied voice came from behind him, "Miaomiao, come here and help me."
She actually wanted to go alone.
"Master Xiang, I'll carry you... OK, OK, I won't carry it, Master Xiang, don't look at me like that..." Lone Ying was frightened by Xiang Yutian's eyes and dodged aside dejectedly.
"Miao Miao."
Xiang Yutian vowed not to give up.
"..."
Annoying man.
Jiang Weiyi had no choice but to turn back, throw one of Xiang Yutian's arms over his shoulders, and help him up with all his strength.
Xiang Yutian chuckled, lowered his head suddenly, kissed her ear directly, and then kissed her neck, his lips brushed ambiguously, leaving a scorching warmth.
Jiang Weiyi trembled all over and almost lost his balance, "Xiang Yutian, don't touch me again."
"Where did the bell go?" Xiang Yutian asked abruptly against her ear.
Jiang Weiwei paused for a moment, then said indifferently, "I accidentally put it in the washing machine and it was damaged."
This is the truth.
Once, she and Ancheng were sulking, and when they went back to do the laundry, their heads were in confusion, so they put the bells in the washing machine without taking them off, and the string of bells made no sound anymore.
So, she put the bell in a drawer in her apartment and never took it out to wear again.
"..."
Xiang Yutian's eyes flashed with disappointment.
Broken.
Then in this life, he will never hear such a clean sound...
Fortunately, this woman is still by his side.
Thinking of this, he suddenly turned her body around, kissed her lips possessively, held her in his arms with his arms, embedded her into his body, and kissed her crazily...
Everyone else turned their backs knowingly, while Gu Ying was busy taking out his mobile phone, turning on the camera system and preparing to take pictures.
"Bang."
Jiang Weiyi pushed Xiang Yutian to the ground mercilessly for the third time, with a cold expression on his face.
Lone Eagle's hand shook.
A bright flash light lit up and the shutter clicked, recording Mr. Xiang's most embarrassing moment.
Then, Gu Ying received the coldest look from the depths of Xiang Yutian's soul, "Are you still taking pictures?"
Lone Eagle was so frightened that his legs became weak...
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That night, there was an additional "couple's suite" in the inpatient department of the First Hospital.
Patients: Xiang Yutian suffered a fracture and Jiang Weiwei suffered a brain trauma.
Outside the suite, dozens of uniformed men blocked the corridor and occupied the entire corridor of the hospital's wards. Seeing this formation, other patients did not dare to pass by easily.
Jiang Weiwei had been tired all day and was lying on the hospital bed in a daze. Just as he fell asleep, he felt the quilt being slowly lifted.
She has always been a light sleeper.
Xiang Yutian?
She continued to pretend to be asleep, a pair of big hands gently lifted her feet out of the quilt, warm fingertips rolled up her pants, and rolled them up little by little, and the fingertips slid ambiguously across her calves.
, touched her skin...
Damn it.
Why does this stallion/horse have such dirty thoughts even if it has a broken bone?
"Xiang Yutian, please don't touch me again. Are you disgusting?"
Jiang Weiwei opened his eyes, sat up from the bed, and looked at the man beside the bed with disgust like he was looking at a fly.
This glance made her stunned.
Xiang Yutian was wearing his own black silk pajamas, with half of his sexy chest open, sitting on a leather single sofa beside her bed, holding her feet down with a slender palm.