Chapter 9

When Rong Jingxing holds the cup up, the door of Rong Yan's bedroom is closed.

The man stood there, holding the glass and rubbing it with his fingers.

There was a faint voice of conversation in the open door.

Rong Yan's voice floated out: "is this better? Does it hurt? "

……

After a short silence, there was another light coax: "I'll be more careful and bear it."

"Will it be more comfortable? Well

Tone carefully, with rare tenderness, sounds like young men and women in bed flirting tone.

Rong Jingxing held the cup tightly, then pushed the door open.

With a bang, the door hit the wall and then held still.

The room's Rong Yan and Shen Si Miao are all in a daze, turn to see in succession.

"Uncle, are you still up?" Rong Yan asked with a smile.

Rong Jingxing's deep eyes fall on Rong Yan's hand. His hand is holding Shen Simiao's slender white ankle at the moment

Under the light, one foot is shining, with a pair of red eyes, looking at Rong Yan, it seems to be the best silent invitation!

Shen Simiao looked at the person coming, and his slender body suddenly trembled. The whole person became nervous.

Rong Jingxing's deep pool eyes skimmed her face and started to walk towards the two people on the edge of the sofa.

Shen Simiao put his hand on the side of his body and held it hard. He raised his leg in panic and pulled out the ankle held by Rong Yan!

Panic picked up the side of the thing, put on the shoes to leave!

When she got up, there was a pain in her ankle. She twisted her eyebrows and nearly fell down!

Rong Yan helped her in time, and Shen Simiao fell into his arm.

When lifting eyes again, the man behind Rong Yan was so heavy that he couldn't distinguish his emotional eyes and looked at her!

Shen Simiao shakes and is immediately helped to sit on the sofa by Rong Yan.

She lowered her head and did not dare to look at Rong Jingxing's eyes. She took out a pen and paper and wrote, "I'm ok. I can go back.".

Rong Yan took a look and said: "your feet are swollen. How can you go back? Stay. I'll call the family doctor

Shen Simiao slightly raised his eyes and looked at him anxiously shaking his head, indicating that he didn't need to.

The man's eyes are like cannibalism. How dare she stay?

Rong Yan said anxiously, "don't say it. You are lame if you go back like this."

Rong Jingxing's eyes fell on Shen Simiao's feet again, and his ankles were really swollen.

"Twisted?" The man's low voice rings out, I don't know whether to ask Shen Simiao or Rong Yan.

Rong yanleng immediately remembered what surprise asked: "uncle, you were not a surgeon before? You should understand this sprain! Why don't you take a look for her? "

Shen Simiao slightly raised his eyes and saw that the man handed the cup to Rong Yan.

It seems that I really want to show her the wound?

Shen Simiao shrinks his legs in fright, and his fundus appears to resist.

Rong Yan thought that she was afraid of pain, so he said with a smile, "don't be afraid, Miss Shen. My uncle would have been an excellent doctor if he hadn't been for the family business."

Shen Simiao lowers his head and grasps the paper and pen beside him. Before he can write down anything, Rong Jingxing raises his hand and takes it away!

She was too stunned to shake her head. She was too scared to move by the man's eyes.

Rong Jingxing stooped down to hold her calf, raised his hand and poked it in several places and asked, "do these places hurt?"

Shen Simiao shakes his head slightly. At that time, Rong Jingxing is looking down to check her injury, so he doesn't pay attention to her action.

Rong Yan, standing on one side, quickly translated: "uncle, Simao says it doesn't hurt."

How to think?

It's intimate!

Rong Jingxing held her calf hand tightly, eyes color sank, and then I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, fingertip slip, hit her high swelling place.

The next second, Shen Simiao shrinks his leg in pain and tears appear in his eyes.

Had it not been for the man's grip on her calf in time, she would have kicked it

Rong Yan looked at her painful expression and frowned: "uncle, are you too heavy?"

Rong Jingxing slightly tilted his head and asked casually, "why hasn't this entered our Rong's door? Has it started to hurt? How do you like it? "

Rong Yan's face was slightly embarrassed, and Shen Simiao on the sofa was already in a cold sweat

Rong Jingxing raised her eyes slightly, then saw her face wronged sitting there, as if he could take her life?

The man's heart has been blocked up all night. Now it's even heavier!