In the bathroom, Ye Qingcheng struggled to put on sweatpants, but it was really difficult to put on a bra.
The gunshot wound was on the back of the right shoulder. I couldn't lift my arm at all. I finally put the shoulder strap through my right arm. The problem was that I couldn't bend my right hand to the back and buckle it with my left hand.
I stood in front of the mirror for a long time and couldn't fix it. Instead, I pulled the wound, and my face turned pale with pain. My forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat, which flowed down my cheeks to my neck and spread to my chest...
I was about to give up the bra and just put on some clothes. Before I could take off the bra, I saw a dark figure approaching from the corner of my eye. I was about to kick the door. Unexpectedly, the other party had already walked to the door. I saw who was coming and had no time to close the door.
She turned her stiff body instantly, turned her back to him, and said in a nervous voice: "You, you, why are you here?"
Long Lifeixin's long figure stood at the door, her breathing stagnant for a moment. She didn't know she was changing clothes, but she didn't see anyone along the way. This was the only room upstairs where the door was open, so he came in.
She was wearing light-colored sweatpants, but her upper body was naked, with her back to him, and her black breasts were hanging messily on her body. The picture looked erotic and sultry no matter how you looked at it.
His eyes touched the wound on her right shoulder. The blood had seeped into the gauze. The bright red and pure white formed a sharp contrast, which was shocking.
"Let me help you." Long Lifei's calm voice showed no emotion.
Ye Qingcheng almost suspected that he had auditory hallucinations in his ears, otherwise how could he hear him offering to help him?
When I was about to turn back, I heard his deep voice again: "Don't look back!"
The arms hanging by his side were raised extremely slowly, and his fingertips pinched the woman's private clothes. For some reason, his heart was beating, as if something was making a noise, trying to break through the body, like a wild beast roaring and roaring.
This was the first time he touched a woman's intimate clothing. There were not many fragrant and erotic pictures in his mind, and there were not so many complicated thoughts. All his attention was focused on the wound on her shoulder.
She suffered a gunshot wound and did not return to the Presidential Palace or go to the hospital. Was she going to let the wound rot or heal?
Ye Qingcheng tensed her body and could feel his breath next to her ears. The cold fingertips brushed against her skin as if they were buttoning her bra, causing an inexplicable shiver and goosebumps on her skin.
The pimples are about to stand up....
What should have been done in a few dozen seconds, Ye Qingcheng felt that it had been dozens of centuries since Long Lifei's hand passed by her. What's more important was that every time his fingertips accidentally brushed her back, she was stunned.
The urge to curl up into a prawn.
Shy and itchy, an inexplicable throbbing circulates in the body, lingering in my heart for a long time!
She couldn't help biting her lips, thinking about the last time she saw his sexy figure, and she despised herself for becoming lewd. But at the age of 22, she wanted a man so much?
But what she was thinking about was not other men, but the man behind her, especially the man she liked.
It shouldn’t be too much to have such a mentality, right?!
Long Lifei buckled her bra and adjusted the shoulder straps to prevent them from cutting into the wound. When he saw the shirts and vests on the shelf, he got the vests without hesitation and put them on her.
Ye Qingcheng pulled down his vest with his left hand to cover Bai Xi's skin. When he slowly turned to look at him, he said: "Last time I saw all of you, this time you saw all of me. Tell me, do I not have to treat you?"
Are you responsible?"
Long Lifei: "..."
Girl, are you always thinking about these things?
"Really?" She waited for a long time and saw that he didn't speak, so she asked again.
Long Lifei's eyebrows twitched slightly, and he gave a faint hint of kindness.
Ye Qingcheng breathed a deep sigh of relief, "That's good -"
He raised a cold brow, how could he hear a hint of disgust in her tone, "Are you afraid of being responsible for me?"
Ye Qingcheng shook his head sharply: "No, how could it be..." His voice paused for a moment, remembering what he had asked him before, but before he could answer, he asked again: "Why are you here?"
Long Lifei didn't answer and asked: "Why can't I come?"
When she entered her fingerprint lock here, wasn't it just to allow him to freely come in and out of Jingtianpo?!
Furthermore, in this huge country C, where else is there that he can’t go to?
Ye Qingcheng thought about it and said nothing. In fact, not long after the bullet was taken out, blood was oozing from the wound, so she didn't say anything*.
"Go back with me."
A deep voice sounded suddenly. Ye Qingcheng was startled, reacted for a moment, and immediately refused: "No, I'm here..."
"Come back to the Presidential Palace with me or stay here and wait for Mingxi to invite you back to Mingzhengju, you choose one." Long Lifei looked solemn, as if there was no room for negotiation, and it was impossible to let her hide here.
Ye Qingcheng: "..."
Can I choose neither?
But looking at his face, I knew that this was impossible, and no one could go against his will.
Long Lifei took off his coat, gently put it on her thin body, buttoned one button, and without saying anything, maybe it was his habit in Mingzhengju before, and he directly held her hand and went downstairs.
I didn't feel anything was wrong.
It was very low-key to come here. Jiang Chongjian was the only one. He didn't even take Xi Feng with him. He took her hand in the car and ordered Jiang Chongjian to return to the Presidential Palace.
Jiang Chongjian saw Ye Qingcheng smiling broadly, especially when he saw your clothes on her body, the smile in his eyes could be described as "rippling".
In the car, she carefully took her hand out of his palm. It wasn't that she didn't like holding hands with him, but she was worried that if this habit became deeply rooted in her bones, she might be sad if they were separated in the future.
Long Lifei's face was calm and indifferent, as if he didn't notice anything.
Ye Qingcheng felt that Jiang Chongjian was frequently looking at them through the rearview mirror with strange eyes. He couldn't help but secretly asked Long Lifei, "Is Chongjian in love?"
Otherwise, why would you have such a dazzling smile in your eyes?
Long Lifei glanced at Jiang Chongjian's unrestrained eyes and smile, and lightly opened his thin lips: "Maybe Su is obsessed with it and wants to turn around."
Jiang Chongjian: "..."
What does it mean that Su is obsessed with things? And...when did he become a loser?
"Su Jiu? Chong Jian?" Ye Qingcheng looked in disbelief and blurted out: "How can Chong Jian be worthy of Su Jiu?"
Jiang Chongjian: "..."
One hand fell on the steering wheel, and the other hand touched his nose, maintaining a careful attitude of seeking verification, and asked: "How am I not worthy?"
Although it is said that there is nothing wrong between him and Su Jiu, but a man is questioned about being unworthy of a certain woman and his pride is causing trouble. He needs to ask for answers!
Ye Qingcheng asked: "How can I be worthy of it?"
Jiang Chongjian was left speechless by her question. He could only secretly accuse her and you of being a fox and pretending to be a pig to eat the tiger. It's pity that he, a golden bachelor, has to be a doormat in addition to his work!
Long Lifei looked at her and said in a low voice, "The wound doesn't hurt anymore?"
"It hurts!" Ye Qingcheng gritted her teeth, how could it not hurt! But she didn't pretend to be weak in front of them, and she wanted to moan a few times in pain!
Long Lifei looked at her without saying anything, and it took Ye Qingcheng a while to react!
It turns out that he dislikes her talking too much and being long-winded!
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When Zhan Mo and Ru Hua came back, in addition to buying food and medicine for Qing Cheng, Ru Hua went upstairs and came down and said she was not in the room. They searched the entire upstairs and found no one.
Zhan Mo's face sank calmly, and he immediately called up the surveillance video to look at it. He was standing aside. When he saw the man in the video walking in like a master, he couldn't help but be surprised: "How can he come in and out freely?"
Zhan Mo said nothing, narrowed his eyes, and quickly clicked the key. When he saw Qingcheng wearing a man's coat, her hand being held by the man, and walking out obediently, the ambiguity and complexity in his eyes disappeared in an instant.
"Qingcheng and Your Excellency..." He Hua hadn't recovered yet, and he couldn't believe it: "How is this possible?"
When he first set the password, he discovered that there was an extra set of fingerprints, and he never knew whose fingerprints it belonged to. Now he finally knows that that person is none other than your Excellency, whom Qingcheng will never betray!
His gaze shifted from the screen to Zhanmo's stern profile, and he hesitated to speak: "Boss——"
Zhan Mo seemed not to have heard anything, and his slender fingers with distinct bones like bamboos pressed a few times on the black keyboard quickly to delete the surveillance video.
"Don't reveal a word of what happened today." Zhan Mo's voice was low and cold. He paused and then said, "If they ask, they will say that Qingcheng went home to recuperate, and no one is allowed to disturb her."
Although Ru Hua didn't quite understand why she did this, she definitely did what her boss ordered.
Zhan Mo stood up and put his hands in his pockets, clenching his fingers tightly into fists without any reaction.
After passing Qingcheng's room, he glanced around the empty room and couldn't help but pause...
There is a voice hovering in my heart:
Qingcheng, he is the person you hide in your heart and never forget after all these years?!
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Young Master: Recently, many people said that Young Master’s one update is too little, so I decided to update twice! You’re welcome, Young Master has always been so kind and considerate. He is your little ice pack in summer and your little cotton-padded jacket in winter^_^