Qingge wanted to stabilize her figure in mid-air, but just as she was about to take action, her waist suddenly tightened and her whole body was pulled forward.
Then, with a snap, it fell to the ground.
No, it was Feng Liye who fell to the ground, and she fell on Feng Liye.
In arms.
No damage at all.
"How are you?" She immediately got up and looked at his injuries.
Just now, I saw him bump into a tree with my own eyes!
This idiot! How can he turn around while driving?
Even if you turn around, you still turn around and stare at her face in a daze?
Are you stupid?
I don’t know if my head was damaged or not! It looked like it was hit hard!
Feng Liye was indeed a little dazzled, but now, what was even more uncomfortable was her heart.
What a shame!
I have never been so embarrassed in my life.
He actually bumped into a tree trunk.
"Oh my god, what a big bump!" The prince has a big bump on his forehead!
Chu Qingge's mood was complicated. She didn't know whether to feel distressed or funny.
But this bag is indeed a bit too big, which makes me feel a little sad.
"Does it hurt?" She wanted to reach out and rub it for him, but her hands were a little dirty and she didn't dare touch them.
What should I do if I get infected with bacteria?
"It doesn't hurt." After Feng Liye helped her stand up, she immediately got up and got up to check the bicycle.
For him now, what is more serious than his own injury is that his bicycle was damaged by him!
It's really completely broken!
It was originally made of wood and was obviously not strong enough, plus their speed was too fast.
In this collision, not only the wheels fell off, but most of the body was also damaged. If you want to put it back together, it is better to build another one.
He really broke her things.
The prince stood under the night, looking at the pile of wood at his feet with an annoyed look on his face.
Chu Qingge rarely saw such a depressed side of him.
Although the bicycle was broken, she was inexplicably more concerned about his mood now.
"This thing is just for fun. If it breaks, it's broken. We can use it again later."
She grabbed his sleeve and said, "Go back and apply medicine first."
Feng Liye didn't say anything, but her heavy steps didn't move even a step.
"If you break my things, you won't want me to comfort you in turn, right?"
"I didn't mean that." It's just that I felt bad after breaking other people's things.
Especially, her previous words still linger in my ears from time to time.
It seemed like everything he did was wrong.
Qingge didn't know what was wrong with this guy tonight, he kept looking lifeless.
When I was riding a bicycle just now, I finally felt a little energetic, but now I suddenly feel like this again.
"Let's go and talk about it when we get back. I really don't want this thing anymore. It's not like it can't be remade."
Finally, she dragged him back to her bedroom.
This guy was still a little disappointed. Although his face always looked cold and cold, Qingge could feel that his breath was low.
Isn't it just a bicycle? As for that?
She washed her hands clean and didn't want to trouble anyone else at night. She even fetched warm water herself.
There weren't many palace maids in her place, especially at this time, the palace maids were not allowed to come near.
On the contrary, the two of them were quiet and relaxed.
Qingge twisted a warm towel and wanted to wipe his forehead, but Feng Liye turned her face away and avoided it.
She was a little unhappy: "How long are you going to keep making trouble? With your temper, no wonder you don't even have any friends around you. Who wants to be friends with you?"
